Chapter 24 Jealousy

• After Abdul and Essie left their side, Brice and Clay walked together back into the HQ building. Brice stayed silent while they trotted and silent as they got onto the elevator. Brice didn’t even look at Clay as the door dinged closed, and they started to ascend. The energy between them buzzed with such an overwhelming current of turbulent vibes that Clay didn’t dare ask where they were heading. He couldn’t think about that anyway. His whole body was cramping from the cold, and his joints wanted to stop moving. Ever since the hut, Clay couldn’t take the snow well. The chill in his bones ate at him. His wet shirt clung to him like an icy tarp, and his toes squished in his damp boots.
• Besides the cold and wet clothing, Clay’s legs had become jelly somewhere around lap six. He was sleepy and hungry, and his brain was ready to shut down. The only thing helping him put one foot in front of the other was the thought that Brice liked him. In fact, Abdul might be right. Brice might love him. This man's jealousy was so loud they all heard the announcement. Abdul would have a bruise or two on his ass from the toss, but in that second, with Brice raging, Clay knew the instructor missed him. Now Clay just had to get Brice to come to the same realization. Sex would help him see that they should be a couple, but unfortunately, Clay was so tired that even if he convinced Brice to do him, he might fall asleep before they got to it.
• Maybe Abdul was right. Clay should lose his man card.