“Raj,” Simon held his hand. “I love you. But if you can’t figure out that you love me, then no. it won’t work.” Simon left him standing there.
Olivia smiled again. “Simon and I often sleep apart. I also have my own flat over my flower shop, and a separate suite here. My husband, he is gay. Sometimes we sleep together. Sometimes we sleep apart.”
“Is my wife ok? Olivia, Olivia?” Simon looked from Tom to Lucy to Olivia. Olivia began to mumble. ”
Simon ran his hand along Olivia’s back and patted her bottom gently. “Honey, you make me want to be a lesbian.”