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Ed ran his route perfectly, and Jack let the ball go before the defenders finished counting their Mississippis. Tight and fast, the ball zipped across the field, and Ed turned exactly on time. The ball, however, was high—way too high—too far left, and thrown much too hard.

Stretching as far as he could, Ed leaped and reached out for the ball. He missed by more than a foot and thudded to the ground. The ball continued unimpeded and struck the box in Harper’s hand. Contents exploded out of the cardboard box, flying everywhere, and Harper gave a high-pitched scream. When he figured what hit him, he glared at Jack.

“Sorry!” Jack just managed to keep a straight face. “It got away from me.”

Players on both sides were laughing as Jack turned away. Marcus winked at him as someone from Sigma Chi chased down the ball. Harper found the pigskin and hurled it in the opposite direction. Fortunately his throw was wobbly and barely went five yards.

“Nice call,” Billy said, smiling from ear to ear. “Best throw of the day.”

“Yeah,” Ed said with a cunning grin. “No one was defending that.”

The Sigma Chi captain came over with the ball. “How about we call it a draw. We can split the keg.”

“That works,” Marcus said. When they left, he turned to his brother. “But I think Jack should buy the beer. He threw the game.”

“Fine.” Jack winked at Ed and beckoned him closer.

“Did you really plan that?” Ed asked, the light in his eyes dancing with humor.

Jack tried to look innocent. “You think I could have planned that?”

“Yes!” half the team said at once.

Marcus clapped Ed on the shoulder, and the two most awesomest guys in Jack’s life grinned at him. “Let’s hope he works off the rust before tryouts start.”

Marcus rejoined the other players, leaving Ed and Jack alone. “You could have told me what you were doing. I wouldn’t have dove for the ball.”

Ed dusted some of the dirt from his shirt. The movement caused the shirt to ride up, exposing the trail of hair leading to his shorts. The effect was instant, and Jack tore his eyes away. “I’ll make it up to you tonight. Just be sure you’re up for it.”

“I’m calling the shots tonight.” Ed leered at Jack. “It’s you who’d better be sure.”

The End.

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