Now I see why you have no trouble getting laid,” she said softly. Tru swallowed. “You didn’t before?””No. You’re kind of an asshole.” “No more than anyone else,” he said with a shrug. “Less than...

The stars were going out now, one by one, dropping like pennies behind the television aerials and the skylights and the washing strung between the chimneys. The sky was still dark – a sated, navy-blue...