Jonny glanced at them, seemingly untroubled by the fact he was standing there, completely starkers, and two blokes had just burst into the room and were now gawping at him. A slow, wide smile crept over his face. “All right, lads?”
His face so hot he worried the skin would melt right off, Nathan weakly wafted his notebook in the air. “I’m s-sorry, I just c-came to see if you needed anything from the supermarket. I knocked on the d-door and you didn’t reply. I kept knocking, then panicked because I thought you’d got ill again, or passed out and banged your head, or—”
“Hey.” Jonny put his hands on his hips, then spoke, his tone gentle, “It’s all right, honestly. I get it. And it is your place, after all. I’m just an unexpected guest—you can do what you like.”
Struggling to keep his eyes o
