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I had no words to describe the pleasure and ecstasy of the night before. None of the ones I came up with even remotely compared to the way she made me feel when we fucked. Hell, it wasn’t even fucking, not like normally. It had been something more. But what?
When I got home I walked into the living room. Trey stood next to the couch as Brian and Teddy played some kind of war game. My so-called teammate turned to look at me.
“Where you been?” he asked.
“Don’t you worry about it.”
“You’re such a dick,” he said then walked out the back door of the house.
I made myself a quick breakfast of oatmeal and a cantaloupe then got dressed in my running gear. The sex last night had helped burn calories, but I needed to be on top of my game.
Coach and the rest of the team were counting on me. No matter what I tried, I wasn’t able to push Brooke out of my mind completely. Not even after we had slept together.
That usually worked, so I wasn’t sure what to do next. If I concentrated on class and football, I would be fine. She didn’t make it easy to stop thinking about her.
On my way out of the house, I saw Brian and Teddy in the living room playing video games.
“Don’t you two ever go to class?” I asked.
They laughed.
“Sometimes,” Teddy said. “You out for the day?”
“Yeah, a run, then practice, classes, and more practice.”
Teddy raised his fist in the air and said, “Keep it real.”
“See ya fellas.”
Outside, I jogged toward the trail around campus. With so much going on, by the end of the day, I would forget all the Brooke craziness completely. At least I hoped it worked out that way.
*
At lunch, I found myself sitting next to Trey in the Student Center food court. Unable to hold my secret in any longer, I blurted it out.
“I was with Brooke last night.”
His eyes widened. I grinned and nodded my head.
“It was fucking incredible, man.”
“Coach better not find out. You’re supposed to be all football all the time.”
“Meh. I’m not worried about Coach. You’re not going to tell him, right?”
“Hell no, man. I learned that lesson. I’m really sorry about what happened with coach you know.”
“Yeah. You know what we need?”
“What?”
“Some old school bonding time.”
“Touch-football game? I don’t know…”
“Come on,” I said. “You can find some new fine young thing and then we’ll be even. I won’t have to worry about you telling, because I’ll have something on you.”
“You’re crazy,” he said, shaking his head. “But game on. I’ve been wanting to relax before the playoffs at the end of the semester.”
