Alan took a sip of coffee as he waited at their usual table at Ori’s coffee shop slash greasy spoon slash bar and immediately flinched. Cold. Gross! Who would arrive first? Irritated with himself, he pushed his plate away. His stomach was tied in knots. The door opened with a jingle and at least that question was answered, when a tall red-haired guy sashayed over. Ray. Of course.
His friend threw himself in one of the empty chairs. Then he leaned over the table, snatched the untouched wrap,