Rylan sat on the bed and watched Brett finish dressing. “I need to buy other clothes. All I have is casual shirts, jeans, a pair of khakis, workout clothes, and one suit.”
Brett’s reflection in the mirror met Rylan’s gaze as he tied his tie. “There’re some decent places in Missoula. Want to head there this weekend, maybe see a movie too?”
“That would be great. I’m sorry to be a bother and can’t drive myself.”
Brett snorted a laugh. “I have news for you, your busted-up knee has nothing to do with your crappy driving skills.”
Rylan grinned and good-naturedly flipped Brett off. “Whatever.” He swung his injured leg onto the bed. “Would you help me with my shoe?” Getting footwear on his left foot was no problem, but it was difficult to get a shoe on his right foot when he couldn’t bend his
