Shattered Arrogance

From behind, a burst of laughter erupted.

Damon stood frozen, letting the red wine pour over him. He muttered, "Orion."

He couldn't figure out why Orion would act like that.

Orion still had that gentle smile on his face, as if what just happened was nothing but a dream to Damon.

The waiter, wine chilling in the ice bucket, lingered awkwardly in the hallway.

He didn't know whether to stay or leave.