Ryker nods solemnly, ‘how long were you guys together again?’ he asks, reaching around me, his body close enough for me to smell his cologne, picking up a mini quiche and popping it in his mouth. I can’t drag my gaze from his mouth, watching him chew slowly and swallow, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.
‘Three years’ Sam replies to Ryker’s question, ‘we split a couple of months ago’ he adds, glancing at me.
‘Umm, well . . . sorry to hear that’ I reply, because what the f***k do you say to something like that?
‘Thanks man’ Sam replies, ‘it was hard, I thought we were in it for the long run you know, but it seems not. I’m getting there though, it’s why I’m here actually, I took a leave of absence from work, new scenery, get my head on straight, you know?’
‘Oh, so . . . when do you ha
