Three Way by Daniel Grant Read Free Book Online

not really my type,’ I feel like I’ve been slapped, ‘but yeah, he’s pretty good looking I guess.’ Ah, the youth of today.
    ‘Pretty good looking. I can’t tell if that’s a compliment or not,’ Paul says.
    ‘Me neither,’ I reply.
    ‘Well all I can say is she’ll more than likely fuck you over. That’s what I’ve found with women. No offence Julie, but it all comes down to what you don’t do. You didn’t buy me flowers for no reason. You didn’t fix the garage door when I told you. You didn’t do that sponsored fun run for the deaf kid at the end of the road,’ he says. I glance at Julie who shrugs.
    ‘So the divorce going well then?’ I ask.
    ‘What divorce ever goes well, Ollie?’ he replies. ‘I’ll be glad when it’s done. Sucking the life out of me and my savings. But I’m sure this girl you’ve met is the one that’s different.’
    ‘We’re not all the same, Paul,’ Julie says.
    ‘Right. That’s what you want us to believe,’ he replies. Julie glances over at me, annoyed. I shrug, unsure what else I can add to this conversation.
     
     
     
    I don’t have time to change, so I jump on the tube and head straight to Bank station. As I try to follow my map directions, I stop and call Parker.
    ‘What do you want homo?’ he says, sounding like he’s eating and talking at the same time.
    ‘Just to say, don’t wait up for me tonight,’ I reply.
    ‘I don’t wait up for you any night, dick.’
    ‘Well this one especially.’
    ‘Fine,’ he says. He’s obviously distracted. With what, I don’t wish to speculate.
    ‘Don’t you want to know why?’ I ask.
    ‘Meeting your gay lover?’
    ‘No. I’ve got a date.’
    ‘Yeah? Your mum doesn’t count.’
    ‘Pretty funny. No, really. That girl I showed you the DVD of.’
    ‘Mate, you’re not doing that thing where you stay out half the night walking around in the dark in some vague attempt to prove you’re hetro?’
    ‘You can believe me or you can be a dick. I won’t be home till late.’
    ‘Are you seriously meeting that girl, what’s her name again?’
    ‘Lauren. Yes I really am.’
    ‘Wow. I’d say good luck but I think you’re going to need a lot more than that not to fuck this one up.’
    ‘That’s great dude.’
    ‘Try not to do anything stupid, like be yourself.’
    ‘Gotta go man, constructive though this conversation is.’
    ‘Have a nice night.’
    ‘You too, with Ashley,’ I say.
    ‘Mate, don’t even try to-’
    ‘Sorry gotta go.’ I hang up and smile. I glance down at my iPhone and reload the map. Says Jo Jo’s is just around the corner here. There’s no sign or…oh hang on, what’s this? I see a small metal sign by a door. Jo Jo’s. I stare through the window. Seems pretty full and rowdy. Suddenly I’m nervous. I don’t know any of these people. Hope that cock with the shiny suit, James, isn’t going to be there. I take a deep breath, open the door and go inside.
    Hard-hitting house music pulsates through me as soon as I enter. It’s an ultra-trendy bar/club. Well dressed types stand impatiently waiting to be served. The bar area disappears into the distance to my left. People stand chatting and shouting at each other over the din. I scan the crowds for Lauren. I spot her coming out of the Ladies and move to intercept. She sees me.
    ‘Hey. You made it,’ she says, leaning in to kiss my cheek. She’s wearing a grey trouser suit. Her long blonde hair is pulled back tightly into a sexy ponytail. She looks stunning.
    ‘Hi, uh yeah,’ I reply, my dufus gene kicking in at the perfect moment.
    ‘I hope you don’t mind me calling, I just… I don’t know, thought it might be fun.’
    ‘Yeah no, absolutely,’ I say. Perhaps we can move on to two or more syllable words now Ollie, what do you think?
    ‘You want to meet everyone?’ she asks.
    ‘Sure,’ I reply. Yeah, I want to meet ‘everyone’. Smooth, she’ll definitely want to have sex with me after that line. Are these people