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At that moment, Landry and Coach stepped out of the locker room, and we waved her over.
“Smile!” Rory announced and snapped a couple times.
“Let’s see,” Landry said, and Rory turned the camera around so we could look at the screen.
We were off-center but smiling.
“Looks good to me!” she announced.
Madison nodded, then said, “Send it to us.”
“We need to start a group chat with just us four,” Landry suggested. “No boys allowed.”
“I’ll create one and send the pic that way.” Rory agreed.
The announcer’s voice boomed over the speakers, and Landry rushed off to Coach. Rory went to snap a few more photos for the school’s website, and Madison found a spot in the bleachers.
The team came out of the lockers a few minutes later, the boisterous cheers filling the natatorium until I couldn’t hear my own thoughts.
I sipped the coffee, watching for Ben to appear, and he did with Matt right beside him. My heart somersaulted as I watched him smile at his best friend, loop his arm around Matt’s neck, and say something in his ear. Matt smiled and pushed him off, making Ben laugh.
He must have felt my eyes because he looked up, then veered in my direction. His eyes felt like a hot caress as they scraped over my body all the way down to my toes. By the time he stopped in front of me, I was flushed with awareness.
“Woman, what the hell are you wearing?” he grumped, eyes dropping to my legs.
“The same thing I wear to every swim meet.”
“You can’t lifeguard with a cast on your foot.”
“No, but I can still support the team.”
“You don’t need a swimsuit to do it,” he grumbled. “And why aren’t you sitting down? You can’t stand with one crutch for four hours.”
“I’ll sit down when the meet starts.”
Matt appeared with a folding chair, which he snapped open and placed near the bleachers. Both boys pointed to it like I was expected to obey.
I rolled my eyes.
“How’s the coffee, piano girl?” Win asked, totally cheeky, on his way past.
“It’s good. Thank you.”
Ben squinted. “Where’d you get that?” he demanded, looking at the coffee as though it morphed into some baby alien in my hand.
“Win got it for me. Wasn’t that sweet?”
Ben glowered. “The last guy who made you coffee got his bedroom toilet papered.”
Amused and onery, Win stuck his face between Ben and Matt, eyes sparkling. “Well, I was worried she’d get frostbite standing around in that itty bathing suit.”
In a quick move, Ben slung his arm around Win’s neck, putting him in a headlock. “Did you really just tell me you were staring at my fiancée in her suit?”
Win wheezed with laughter.
“Bro, I will kick your ass so hard your vertebrae will pop out of your mouth one by one like a Pez dispenser,” Ben threatened.
It only made Win laugh harder.
