“Number forty-two,” Taylor supplies. Fuck me. “What is it?” She stares at me, alarmed by the look on my face. “This is Coach’s house.” She blinks. “I don’t understand what you mean.” “I mean this is Coach Jensen’s house. Forty-two Manchester Road.” “But this is Chad’s house.” A strangled laugh pops out. “Hey babe, let’s play a game—” “What are you babbling about?” “—It’s called ‘Guess Coach Jensen’s first name.’”
