Chapter eleven - Luke

Cleo arrives at mine at ten, it only took one look at her to know my mother would love her on sight. She's dressed like she's going to a posh day out. White trousers with a sharp crease up the centre, loose blue blouse and some wedge heels that bring her up much closer to my 6 foot 4 inches. 

She grins at me from beneath some ridiculously oversized sunglasses that my mother would die for and a thin silver chain with God knows how many diamonds glints around her neck.

"Fuck me, you look like you're off for a day out with the Queen." I say and she pushes her glasses down her nose to peer over them at me.

"That's the idea, darling." She follows the posh voice with a saucy wink that has my face splitting into a massive grin, then opens her palm so her car keys dangle from her middle finger. As I go to take them fro