I’m guessing Kole had something to do with you showing up home half-naked that day.” “What day?” Kole asks. “The day he was fleeing a hookup.” “Rhys,” I groan. “Please for the love of everything, shus—” “So you’re the one who broke the porch gutters.” The deep, authoritative voice almost makes me shit myself. Coach Hogan is back. Oh goodie.
