Page 41 of Tight End

“Kincaid and I are real tight. I’ll get him to sign a jersey for Anthony. Maybe even game-used. We’re supposed to hand those over after games so they can be sold in the official team store, but I won’t tell if you won’t.” He gave him a wink.

Professor McHolmes fell all over himself thanking him. Brody smiled and shook his hand, then put a hundred dollar bill under his wine bottle. “Since I didn’t contribute much, drinks are on me. Least I could do. Y’all have a good night.”

He gave me a glance, nodded politely, and turned away.

“See you Sunday,” Isabella told me, and then the two of them left the bar.

“That was awfully nice of him,” Professor McHolmes said. “The jersey offer, and paying for our drinks…

Eric sneered. “Typical celebrity. He couldn’t keep up with us intellectually, so he resorts to flashing some money around.”

I stared after Brody, a sinking feeling in my stomach over how the night had gone.

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