“Tara Gibson,” Kerr whispered. “She was seventeen. It was legal in most states, but—” “Not in California, you sack of shit,” Colt snarled. “You knew your ass would be fired, and you’d be blacklisted from any future teaching or coaching jobs. Not to mention your ass would’ve ended up in jail, and they don’t take too kindly to men like you there.” The coach’s head lifted. “You won’t tell, right? Promise me you won’t tell. My wife—” Colt scoffed. “You’re disgusting. She was your student, your athlete. Not only were you twenty-five years her senior, but you were in a position of power over her.
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