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As Seth stepped away, Morgan yanked him back and Fen laughed.
“Tired isn’t the word,” Morgan said. “I might fall asleep standing up. Don’t let me lean against a wall. I’ve just worked a really long shift and I’m back on again tomorrow before we head south.”
“Let’s get something to eat,” Seth said. “Come and tell us what everything is.”
Seth headed over and Fen and Morgan followed.
A man in a checked jacket who Fen hadn’t been introduced to was looking at the food.
“What the hell are these?” The man pointed.
“Honey-mustard sausage rolls,” Fen said.
“Organic?”
Fen bit back his sigh. “The pastry isn’t. The honey, mustard and sausage meat are.”
Seth popped one in his mouth. “Wow, Fen. These are divine. You’re so clever.”
“You made them?” Checked-jacket man sounded incredulous.
“I made almost everything.”
“You’re the caterer? Presumably you’re just starting out?”
Fuck you.Fen could feel Seth readying to say something and he kicked him gently.
“I’m Ripley’s boyfriend. I made the food because it was a fun thing to do. Not everything is the same size but it all tastes good. You don’t have to eat it. Drink his alcohol instead.”
“Please don’t eat the food,” Morgan said. “All the more for us.”
“At least the champagne is quality,” the man said and wandered off.
Fen sagged.
“What an arsehole.” Seth glared after him.
“Ignore him.” Morgan gave Fen a hug. “Everyone else is eating. Look. Full plates.”
Morgan was right and Fen managed a smile.
“Hi, Fen.”
Fen turned to see Josef, Ripley’s artist friend.
“Hi.”
“Did you work some sort of miracle on Ripley? Christmas? I worried he was going to do what he did last year, hole up and get drunk.”
Fuck.“Isn’t that what we all do?”
Josef nodded. “Yeah, that’s true. I’m glad he has you to be with. Excuse me, I need to fill my plate. This all looks delicious.”
“Oh Christ,” Seth whispered. “Oh Christ, oh Christ, oh Christ. I’m going to hyperventilate. Dominic Servos is here! In this room. Within feet of me! Don’t let me faint.”
Fen and Morgan shot each other puzzled glances.
“Who’s that?” Morgan asked.
