He pulls in their garage. Lynn’s car is here. She must be back from her appointments. Feeling a stirring in his groin, he thinks maybe he’ll get s...me. He opens the door to the laundry room and heads to the kitchen and family room. He’s expecting to see Lynn. Instead, he gets a shock. It’s Chuck. And he’s nude!Chuck is non-plussed being nude in Mike and Lynn’s kitchen. He nonchalantly says, “Hey, Mike. We didn’t know when you were going to get back.”“Our meeting ended and I decided to come here. Most jump at the opportunity. We have tribute bands for just about every act from ABBA through to ZZ-Top, from the nineteen-thirties and Louis Armstrong, Duke Ellington or Glen Miller, through to the fifties and Elvis, Marty Wilde, Buddy Holly, the sixties and the Beatles, Rolling Stones, the seventies and Queen,” Toby could hear her winding down. “I’m struggling now. Pick an era. Pick a style. There are bands to recreate the sound. Bands and singers to both emulate the sounds, and in tribute. ” He says. “I usually sell those at five hundred pounds each.”Your jaw drops. Five hundred? Your friends aren’t stupid. If they clubbed together to buy this, you realise, this guy must be good.You wave him in. “My name’s Steve, by the way.” He says, offering his hand. You go to shake it, but instead he takes your hand and gently kisses the back of it. “Where would you like us to work?” he asks. “We can use my table, or would you prefer one of your surfaces?”“Surfaces?” you ask.“Yeah. Bed,. Something so small. And here I thought I was going to have to buy you diamonds and rubies and thousands of books to get you to love me.”It was said with humor but there was a touch of that vulnerability that lingered around the edges of Patrick’s personality, left over from a time when no one loved him or cared for him when he was a kid.My heart was broken and bleeding because of what I had done knowingly and almost gleefully to Chloe, but it ached when I watched Patrick and thought of letting.