Lisa flew after Adi who was a good fifty metres ahead of her, and when she arrived at the warehouse, the lift was already groaning upwards. She turned and sprinted up the stairs and reached the fourth floor just as Adi was entering the studio.
“Adi …” she called.
Ignoring her, Adi went to his easel and began squirting tubes of colour onto a plate. She waited and then tiptoed over and touched him lightly on the shoulders. He began to shake.
“You were kissing Mack,” he said hoarsely.
“I often kiss Mack, we’re old friends.”
“It looks like more … Not just friends.”
“Mack and I could never be lovers or whatever it is you think you saw. You must understand – he is like a brother to me.”
Lisa put her arms around him and pressed her body into his back.
“I was telling him about us getting m
