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He places the cap back on the marker. “We’re establishing boundaries.”

I squint at him. “Come again?”

He hold up the board.

HOUSE RULES – KNIGHT LOCKDOWN EDITION

By: Skinner

Enforced by: Fear

Rule #1

Kolby sleeps in the spare room.

Rule #2

No late-night horizontal cardio when teammates are in the house.

Rule #3

If you break Rule #2, I’m blasting showtunes at 6 a.m.

Rule #4

If I hear anything that sounds like a headboard tapping, moaning, or

suspicious floor creaks, I’m texting the group chat. All of it.

Rule #5

Nobody’s getting laid until we’re playoff-bound. We’re in monk mode.

Period.

Rule #6

If Kolby looks too smug at breakfast, he gets decaf.

I stare at the list. “You done?”

“Almost.” He then sets it back down, opens the marker, and goes at it again.

I grab a bottle of water and walk over to read over his shoulder

Rule #7

Lo doesn’t know about the list. If she does, Kolby’s paying my therapy bill.

“You are truly a menace.”

“I’m aprofessional athlete. And you, my friend, are disturbingly relaxed for a guy who’s been couch surfing for days before the biggest game of his life.”

I can’t help but smile at seeing Skinner now acting like this isn’t just any given Sunday we’re approaching.

And then he opens his damn mouth.

“There’s a very hot, very pregnant woman living right next-door. I haven’t had sex in a long-ass time.”