Chapter 3

Aaron chuckled. “I was right to call you Big Ben.”

Ben went a delicious shade of red and turned away.

Aaron was about to apologise for making the man uncomfortable, when he heard someone enter the bathroom.

Ben took a couple sideways steps from Aaron, finished pissing, then put himself away. Aaron did the same and looked up at the newcomer, a thin guy in his mid-fifties. The man gave Aaron a knowing smirk and then turned his attention to Ben, who had moved to the sinks.

The man’s look of hungry interest had Aaron’s hackles rising and a voice in his head shouting, oh, hell no! I saw him first! Out loud, he said, “These sinks are disgusting.” Aaron placed himself between the newcomer and Ben. “Come on, we’ll use the hand wipes in the cab.” He put a hand in the small of Ben’s back and applied gentle pressure to get him moving.

Ben looked momentarily confused but allowed himself to be guided back outside. “How did you know I had wipes?”