“I don’t know if you’ve met Coach Kelley.” I shake my head. “Only briefly.” “Well.” He huffs another breath, closing his eyes and shaking his head as if this is the last thing he wants to do. “If you have feelings for her, real feelings—and I think it’s clear you do—then you need to watch out for her.” I fight the urge to shove him and growl, I do watch out for her, paying attention to the tone of his voice, the defeated look in his eyes. “She might listen to you about that overly intense coach of hers.”
