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“You okay?” I asked Peyton, who nodded, still refusing to meet my eyes.

“Get out of here,” I said to Farrow.

He shot Bryan an irritated look and walked off, running a hand through his hair.

“Do I need to go to Jase with this?”

“What?” Her wide eyes finally landed on me. “No! He was just…”

“Harassing you,” Bryan chimed. “It’s okay, you can say it.”

“I can handle Sean,” she murmured.

“Yeah, is that why you texted me?” His brow arched and I saw the disapproval there.

Just then, Lily and Ashleigh appeared near the bleachers, and Peyton spotted them. “I should go.” She took off toward them, leaving me and Bryan watching after her.

“What happened?” I gritted out.

“She texted me saying she needed me. I came.”

“This Farrow kid, what do you know about him?”

“The guy’s a complete douchebag. He and Peyton had a thing at the beginning of the semester, but it wasn’t serious.”

“Do I need to be worried?” The words spilled out before I could stop them.

Bryan’s brows drew together as he let out a steady breath. He was watching her, stalking her every move as Lily and Ashleigh led her off the field.

“I can handle Farrow, Coach.” His chest puffed out.

“I don’t doubt it. But you can’t afford a red mark against your name.” I pinned Bryan with a hard look. “If he becomes a problem, I want to know, okay?”

What the fuck was I saying?

Peyton wasn’t my problem.

She wasn’t my anything.

He finally looked at me, confusion clouding his eyes, but after a second, he said, “Yeah, okay.”

“Come on, you need to take a shower before we leave. You stink.”

A faint smirk traced his lips. “The girls dig it. All that sweat and dirt, gets them going…”

His eyes betrayed him though when they flicked back over to where Peyton and her friends had disappeared.

He wasn’t thinking about girls… he was thinking about one girl.

The same girl who had plagued my thoughts ever since I’d pulled her from that damn river.

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