Chapter 18 Problems With Keith

• While Keith brushed his teeth in the bathroom, Brice marched to the comfy wingback chair next to his mentor’s four-poster bed.
• “Be right there,” came Keith’s voice from the other room. “Take a seat, Young Brice.”
• As Brice glanced around Keith’s quarters, he absorbed the warm brown and tan décor and the feeling of masculine energy that hummed in this apartment. Brice scanned the old mahogany desk, the heavy drapes, and the garden paintings. Even though he had the art to look at, Brice’s mind was back on Clay for the hundredth time.