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She giggles with her friends at that moment, ducking her head and exposing the smooth expanse of her elegant neck. With her dark hair pulled up in a messy knot and the smooth slope of her poppy red tank top, it’s hard not to stare.

I want to touch her there. I want to taste her. This past month of taking it slow has put a strain on me. I’m afraid that when I finally do get my hands on her, I’ll just embarrass myself.

Megan looks over her shoulder at me and blows me a kiss. Her red lips shaped in that O shape would look so perfect wrapped around my cock.

“I need a beer,” I say, standing suddenly. The girls look up at me, but I focus on Megan.

“You okay?” she asks.

“Yeah. You need anything while I’m up?”

She lifts a still-full water bottle, and I go.

This is all totally normal. Megan’s beautiful and pregnant and it’s my fault, so that’s why I can’t keep my shit together. That’s why I’m thinking about her so much that I can’t focus on anything else. That’s why I can’t sleep at night, worrying about whether she’s okay. That’s why I can’t go more than about twelve hours without jerking off to the memory of the sounds she makes when she’s coming all over my—

“Dude.” Freddy grabs my shoulder and I jerk away from him. His hand is the last one I want touching me right now. He laughs and raises his palms to show he’s no threat.

“You startled me,” I say, getting in the back of the line for whatever brewery this is.

“You’ve got to relax,” he says.

“I’m fine.”

“You’re not.”

“I am.”

“You look like a twelve-year-old asshole with his first pube and a bottle rocket.”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“I don’t know, it seemed apropos.”

“Apropos?”

“Yeah. Appropriate? Fitting?”

“I know what apropos means.”

“Then why’d you as—“

“What do you want, Flux?”

“Brah—I mean, Coach,” he says, taking a deep breath. “Can I speak plainly?”

“Seems like you’re going to whether I want you to or not.”

“Look, you’re overthinking this. She likes you. You like her. Why don’t you do something about that?”

“What are you talking about?” I hiss. But I want to hear what he has to say. Even if it’s all just blowing smoke up my ass.

“It’s obvious you’ve missed her. She’s missed you too. She’s using her friends as a shield to make it look like she hasn’t been missing you. If you paid any attention, you’d see it.”

“How do you know that?” I ask.

“Don’t you ever watch the CW?”

“The what now?”

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