As an introvert, he hated most parties anyway, and ones where he had to make sure everything was perfect most of all. Add to that a bunch of people he used to go to school with who hadn’t a clue who he was—loser much?—and it was getting on his nerves big-time.
He’d hoped having Veronica and Jimmy there would make it a little easier, but he’d barely had time to stop and say hello to them before he’d been called to deal with a fountain problem.
“Tim, what are you doing in here?” he asked, somehow not at all surprised to see the man. Partly because Tim’s gaze had been following him ever since he’d entered the ballroom hours ago. He hadn’t come up to Brandon, nor had Brandon gone to see Tim, but he’d expected it would be only a matter of time.
“I followed you, of course.” Tim closed the door behind both of them, shutting out a lot of the noise. “So, do you?”