There were no witnesses. Anybody could have done it, except Morgan did it. Brad didn’t know a lot of things for sure, but that was one of them.
He took a glass, poured him a light beer. “Change your hair, Stevie? You look different.”
Stevie’s smile almost made him blush. Those lips, they seemed extra glossy tonight.
“Nothing different except maybe the outfit. Morgan gave me some money for some designer jeans.” He plunked down a few dollars for the beer and waited for Brad to give him a pool cue.
“What I wouldn’t give,” Brad said to himself, as he watched the sway of Stevie’s buttocks as he walked over to the pool tables.