Chapter 14

So when he pulled up outside the clinic, Stephen in a T-shirt and jogging bottoms and Mike in his best suit, Mike wanted to say, “I’m coming in.” He wanted to say, “Hang the sodding wedding, this is moreimportant.” He wanted to say, “I’ll wait and take you home after.”

Instead, he said, “You sure?”

Stephen threw him a baleful look. “I’m sure.”

“I could just go to the evening—”

“Don’t be daft, she’s your friend.” Stephen popped open the door. “Go on, go and enjoy yourself. I’ll come up for the party if I feel alright.”

“Wait, I can run you home after—”

Stephen rolled his eyes. “Jez is coming to pick me up. I’m helping him with their garden fence this afternoon.”

Mike mentally translated that as Stephen was going to do some stupidly manly stuff with Jez until he didn’t feel so odd about being the only bloke in a clinic full of women.

“Alright,” Mike said, subsiding a little. “Text me when you’re done, though.”