‘No thanks, love, I’ve eaten too much for comfort as it is.’ Roy loosened his belt and sat back in his chair as Lily cleared his plate. ‘This afternoon shift is a killer. I feel as though it’s six, not eleven o’clock. But you don’t have to sit up with me. You have work in the morning.’ ‘I told Jack to ask Martin to call up when he comes in. He’s gone to a leaving do for one of his workmates.’ ‘Problem?’ He frowned. ‘No.’ She carried his plate and cutlery into the kitchen and stacked them neatly next to the frying pans. As it wasn’t worth running a sink full of hot water for so few dishes she decided to leave them until the morning and wash them then along with the breakfast things. ‘I’ve been meaning to ask, is it serious between you two,’ he asked, as she returned to the dining room. ‘No, it’s just that my boss wants me to book my summer holidays and I hoped that Martin and I could take some time off together.’ ‘In my day it was the boy who did the chasing.’ ‘You think I’m chasing Martin?’ she asked hesitantly.
