Chapter 9 Just Talk

• After more wine was consumed and more stars danced in the sky, Brice glanced at the man next to him. He had to say something to Wicks.
• “I only have one foot.” Brice blurted out and then drank his wine. After he refilled his glass, Brice sipped and stared out the window. He had to explain the injury in case Nancy lied and never told Wicks about the missing appendage. If Brice and Clay took off any clothes, his date would be sure to notice his lack of foot at some point. “The Originals…” Brice sipped on his glass. “They crushed it, and…” Brice emptied his glass to remove the taste of the words from his tongue. He was out of his mind to think this attractive man would want him. They should talk, finish the wine, and say goodbye.
• “We don’t have to talk about the hut if you don’t want to.” Clay took the glass from Brice’s fingers and set the goblet next to his. “The Originals aren’t my favorite subject either.”