Chapter 10“You look…tired,” Gary said the next afternoon as he and Hayden stood on the side lines watching the rugby.
More accurately, Hayden was watching one rugby player. “Didn’t get much sleep last night.”
Gary sniggered.
Hayden turned to regard his friend. “It isn’t what you think. I didn’t have s*x. Well…”
“You sound like Bill Clinton.”
“Who?” Hayden asked, attention returning to Kenny, who was putting himself in position to catch the ball from Pete.
“Never mind. But you and Kenny still, uh, had an enjoyable time?”
Unbidden, the memory of throwing up all over Kenny swam into Hayden’s mind. “Yeah. Eventually.”
“Oh. Sounds like there’s a story there.”
Pete passed the ball to Phil instead, who was probably in a better position. But Phil was almost immediately tackled by a brute
