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“Did I forget to mention we have a team meeting today?”

“What?”

“And training.”

“You’re kidding.”

Colton shook his head. “Check your phone.”

“Thanks for plugging it in, by the way. Did any word of our adventure make it to the press?”

“Nothing yet.”

He was right. A text from Coach. Practice at noon today.

“Were you going to let me eat a whole pig for breakfast?”

“You seemed hungry.” Colton shrugged. “I don’t think Noah is gonna run you into the mats. You just won a silver medal!”

“Shows how little you know him.”

15

Lucas

Coming back to the hotel, I was surprised to find Cassandra still awake. She stayed up to make sure I got back safely.

Weird.

And when she said, “You were amazing today. I’m really proud of you, Lucas,” I knew I looked foolish with my mouth hung open in surprise.

I still had Ginuwine’s Pony stuck in my head as I snuggled into the blankets, enjoying their softness against my naked body.

* * *

I woke up the next morning dead tired, grateful to have slept in. I rolled over to reach the nightstand and pulled my phone off the charger.

Mom: Proud of you, mijo. Congratulations. We recorded it. I can’t wait to watch it later.

Dad: Meetings all day today, but I just heard the news. All the sacrifice was worth it. I knew you could do it if you had a clear path.

Dad: See you in a few days.

Well, I appreciated the texts, but it was still difficult without them here. I was hopeful I could stand my ground with them this time and fully explain that Cam wasn’t a hindrance to my focus. The ball would be in their court.

I still couldn’t believe I let Colton drag the team to Cheeky Blokes, of all places. Since I didn’t shower when I got home last night, I could smell the sweat and cologne of the dancers still on me. Yummy. I grumbled inwardly, knowing I’d have to wash my sheets.

I had fun, though seeing that twink grind on Cam was not a highlight. He didn’t seem entirely comfortable there because he got pretty drunk, and I had never seen him like that. It took a good deal of effort to resist taking care of him. He had Colton for that.

That was part of the reason I stopped at one drink. I wanted everyone to be okay. The other part didn’t trust my drunk brain not to go find a bathroom stall with one of the strippers and let him take whatever he wanted. I was horny for Cam, but I was afraid that under the influence of alcohol, my mouth wouldn’t care whose dick it sucked. I was not about to fuck it all up when I was so close to telling Cam everything. At the end of the night, the least I could do was get everyone a cab back to the village.

I closed my messages and opened a browser to read about last night’s competition. I had lots of hits. USA Gymnastics had already shared a photo of me on Instagram. I checked my email and sure enough, Cassandra had sent some for me to use. I found a different one and posted.

#goldisgreat #teamUSA #grateful #happy

Before I could even close the app, I already had forty-three reactions and five comments. I real-time responded to a few of the comments and resisted checking to see if Cam had posted anything, though I was curious. Knowing my parents still monitored my accounts, I didn’t want to alert them before they arrived that I still had an interest.

After all, I had other ways of finding his photos. It was called Google. Any news story about the all-around finals would include him.