“Let’s get going, Cam,” Noah yelled from across the gym.
“Tsk, tsk, Luke. You’re not doing a very good coaching job if you’re letting me slack off like this.”
I jogged over to Noah with a smile on my face.
“Giving the new coach a hard time?” Noah asked.
“You know it.”
Luke caught up to me, joining us. “What’s the plan for today, Noah?”
“Preston was best on the bars, so I was gonna start there, run through a few things with Cam, then maybe some pommel work,” Noah answered.
Luke and I both nodded.
“One more thing,” Noah said. “If you two are gonna fulfill some locker room fantasy in the next week or so, please, for the sanctity of our friendship, make sure everyone’s gone for the day.”
I grinned because I had actually planned on seducing him. Maybe I’d wait til we actually secured a medal or two. That was probably a wise call. I’d never regret fucking Luke, but I would regret not preparing enough for my last Olympics. Especially when we were down a man.
I’d add him to my ‘to do’ list.
* * *
“I have to say, I enjoyed being a coach until the locker room,” Luke said, squeezing my hand. We were walking back from the village to our - well, his - hotel.
“Why’s that?” I asked.
“I didn’t get to see you naked. Instead, we had a coach’s meeting to discuss strategies for the team finals and the threats the other teams pose.”
“Yeah, my naked body in the shower does sound better than that, but what did you think you were gonna do? Stand in the shower fully clothed and watch the rest of us?”
“I don’t know. Maybe?”
“Ezra would throw a bone with you staring at him.”
“I wouldn’t be staring at him.”
“Aw. Isn’t that sweet?”
Luke pulled me to a stop for a kiss.
“Shit!”
“Was my kiss that bad?”
“Of course not.” I gave him a quick peck to prove the point. “We never took the promo photos.”
“Oh, is that all?”
“‘Is that all?’ That’s not very coach-ly of you! I’m texting Coach.”
I stopped and Luke followed suit. I could see the hotel up ahead, but I wasn’t about to roll an ankle because I was texting while walking. We didn’t have to wait long for a response.
Coach: Nope, all set. You obviously didn’t notice the photographer, but he was there.
Coach: Some great candids. I can see if he’ll send some to you.
“See,” Luke said. “Nothing to worry about.”