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Three, she’s Coach Keller’s daughter. Up until he told me he’d arranged for her to tutor me, he’d never mentioned Rylan before. I don’t think he’s the old-fashioned, brandishing a shotgun kind of father, but I also doubt he’d be happy to find out Rylan and I have done more than discuss math. Now that playoffs have officially started, it’s an especially terrible time to upset the team dynamic and piss off my coach.

This isn’t suggesting to a girl we go upstairs at a party and then probably never talking to her again. It’s actually pursuing a girl, which I’ve never done before. Parker was always around, and she made all the first moves toward me. Aside from our tutoring sessions, Rylan has mostly avoided me. And the only time she’s initiated anything sexual was in the library, which was obviously impulsive and I kind of dared her into.

When I check my phone, because my willpower is shit, she still hasn’t responded to my most recent text. I’m sure she’s seen it by now.

I’ve never cared about coming on too strong before. Or worried about a girl thinking I lost interest. Both are concerns with Rylan.

So…I don’t know what to do.

I refocus on the paper I’m working on for my Leadership in Organizations class.

There’s a knock on my door a few minutes later.

“Yeah?” I call out.

Hart walks in. He’s dressed to go out, in his hockey windbreaker and a backward baseball cap.

“You’re doing homework?” He gasps dramatically.

I lean back in the chair and stretch. “Figured I’d mix it up a little.”

“You’re trying to impress your hot tutor, you mean. I know how you operate, Phillips.”

“Is she hot?” I ask innocently.

Conor rolls his eyes. “Bullshit you didn’t notice.”

“Andyoudid? I thought you were locked down tighter than Fort Knox.”

“Just because I’m in love with Harlow doesn’t mean I’m blind,” he tells me.

I shrug, weirdly bothered by the knowledge Conor thinks Rylan is attractive. Even knowing he’s in a serious relationship and would never do anything about it, there’s some strange instinct to shout “She’s mine!”

Conor tilts his head, studying me closer than I’d like. “She’s Coach’s daughter.”

“I know that,” I respond.

“Just reminding you. I know how you love to think with your dick.”

I roll my eyes.

“Although I doubt you’re her type. She’s probably averse to hockey players, thanks to Coach.”

Not to me, I think smugly. If I focus hard enough, I can still taste her on my tongue.

Rylan may not want to be attracted to me, but I’m positive she is. Maybe our first time, when I was just a random guy, could be written off as meaningless. But we’ve hooked up three times now, and twice she knew I’m one of her dad’s hockey players. So I’m no longer buying hernot interestedexcuse.

At least Hunter kept his mouth shut this time. Although I’m guessing it was more out of self-preservation than anything else. He didn’t want to be the one Conor blew up at after finding out I’ve hooked up with our coach’s daughter. Hart is teasing right now. If he knew I wasactuallytrying to impress Rylan, actually interested in her, this would be a different conversation.

“You wanna go get food?” Conor asks me.

I shut my laptop. “What’s Harlow busy with tonight?”

Hart rolls his eyes. “Do you wanna get food or not?”

“Oh, she’s coming with us, then?”

“Phillips, c’mon.”

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