It took a minute to figure out where the bathrooms were and Brian relieved himself of the couple of glasses of champagne. He turned to head in the direction of the sinks and found himself face to face with…Eric.
“You’re cute,” said Eric.
Brian thought the man sounded like he’d had way more than just a little to drink.
“Thanks…I think.”
“You could do better than Mr. Goody-Two-Shoes-I’m-Gonna-Save-the-World.” Eric moved closer, forcing Brian to take a step back. Eric was a good hand span taller, and more muscular.
“If you’re referring to Tristan, I disagree.” Brian took a breath and tried to veer around the man. Eric grabbed a fistful of Brian’s shirt and pushed him hard against the full-length mirror fixed to the wall. A trickle of fear ran through Brian. Exactly how out of hand was th
