It's the summer break, and for the first time in his life, Mike would rather stay in the bloody classroom.<br><br>It's wedding season, and Mike is doomed to spend all summer sipping cheap champagne and pretending he likes tiny portions of posh food. From the passive-aggressive torment of Mike's mother-in-law to the insulting incredulity of his colleagues over what his mysterious husband actually looks like, Mike would voluntarily teach sex education to fourteen-year-olds for the rest of his life if it would only get him out of one more wedding. Even his husband in a kilt isn't going to save this one.<br><br>But there's nothing like watching someone else get hitched to remind him of where he's come from ... and where he's determined to go from here.

Married Ones

As the big day grew closer, and the weather turned into this awful, oppressive August heat, they abandoned the housework in favour of laziness. Apart from Stephen’s morning runs, they spent the days lying around in their underwear, all the doors and windows open, occasionally stirring to run the vacuum cleaner around after their shedding cat or clean the cool places like the bathroom or the shade-covered kitchen. Stephen usually liked to do a big spring-clean before the autumn term started, but honestly, it was just too sodding hot.


And when it was too hot to even take advantage of Stephen’s perfect arse being on display ninety percent of the time, then global warming had gone too sodding far.


Chapter 29