“You bastards!” I’m sure he would’ve thrown something at us if my arm wasn’t in a sling.
“I might need some help in the shower if you want to join us later,” I called out to his retreating figure.
He flipped us off and closed the door to his room.
“Poor kid.”
“He just needs some ass, Cam. Think of what it felt like before me.”
“Ah yes. My hands remember it well,” Cam replied.
“So, we’re going to pretend we’re having really loud sex in here to fuck with him, right?”
“Why pretend?” Cam asked, before pulling my pants down.
8
Camden
After a quick breakfast at the dining hall with Ezra, O, and Miles, we met Shane and Noah outside of the dorm. Luke had his things ready to go. I would get mine later tonight when I met him at the hotel. Shane was going to hang out with him today before and after the afternoon press conference while we anxiously awaited the MRI results.
“Camden!” Coach greeted me with a smile as I entered the locker room.
Just like almost everything I had seen on campus so far, it had been recently remodeled and looked brand new. The showers were in a long room to the left of the entry door and the lockers were to the right with a bench on both sides. It was smaller than the one in London, but only four of us were using it. Luke said that Preston had his own somewhere else. Even though he had checked in with Luke, I was happy he appeared to be keeping his distance.
I dropped my bag on the bench and chose a locker while Noah headed into a small office with Woodward. Apparently, Ezra’s locker was on my side. I watched Orion and Miles walk past us to use the other side. I had to take a piss, so I asked Ezra where the bathroom was.
“Past the office on the left, across from the meeting room.”
“Thanks.”
When I got back, Ezra asked me. “You excited?”
“That I just took a piss?”
“No! About being on the team!”
“Yeah. Mostly, I feel weird. Like this isn’t even happening to me. Almost like I’m not here.”
“I can understand that.”
“But I’m super grateful for the opportunity, and I’ll do whatever I can to help the team.”
Ezra stared at me for a few seconds.
“What?” I asked.
“I don’t feel so bad for being insecure now.”
I laughed. “Trust me. It’s intimidating to be here for everyone.”
“I don’t know. Jack Davies seems pretty confident.”
I shook my head. “It’s a front.”
Ezra’s definitely crushing.
I unzipped my bag and pulled my warm-up shorts and a tank out of it. After pulling my shirt off over my head and pushing my shorts down to the floor, I tossed both into the locker.