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forty
hilarious your so funny
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forty
im putting your plant back in confinement
After the bus ride,I had no idea what was up with King.
I asked him how his mom was doing, his little sister, how the coach’s stepdaughter was settling in, nothing. When the bus came to a stop, King rushed out of his seat while I was mid-question.
And then? Walking to the hotel, he was on top of the world. The mood swings were giving me whiplash.
“What’s up with King?” I asked Cleo in the lobby.
“He better be okay, because I’m off the clock.” Cleo applied lipstick in the lobby’s mirror. “This is our vacation, June. No Vernon, no Riley, no mold emergencies. I can’t wait for thepool.”
As much as I wanted to agree, King was in a whirlwind again when I found him. Seriously, something was going on. When I tried to take his bag upstairs, I was sent on a goose chase until I came back. “Uh, King. I tried to take it to your room, but you switched keys, and I went to the new one, and you switched keys again?—”
“Yeah. That’s going to keep happening,” he said, looking away from me.
“Why did you ask me to take your bag upstairs?”
“I had to talk to Willow alone.”
If anything, that raised more questions. Why did he need to talk to his coach’s stepdaughter? Why was it so secretive? King left for the front desk but that wasn’t the end of our conversation. It couldn’t be.
“Hey?” I followed him. “Am I missing something?”
He grunted.
“King.What the hell was that? I’m giving you ten seconds to tell me what’s going on?—”
“Nobody knows,” he muttered. “She doesn’t even know.”
“Who?”
“I’m in love with the coach’s stepdaughter.”
My mouth fell open. “What?!”
“She’s the angel from the bar. The girl I’ve been talking to all summer.” He took a struggling breath. “Willow’s pretending to date Elijah because Elijah’s trying to get Sloane’s attention—and I’m losing my fuckingmind!”
CHAPTER 40
BEAR
OH, YEAH, IMPORTANT CONVERSATION
Denaliand I came up with an accountability system for gym slots. The Gladiators could work out individually, but they had to log those hours into the apps Cleo put us on. If not, they were fair game for a group slot. For my afternoon slot, I grabbed Montoya, Charlie, Buttons, and Laki.
“Bear!” Buttons motioned me over and I pushed ahead of the others to the posters pasted on the gym’s walls with the same message.
