“Aly, you can’t. I’m serious. The men on the team are rough. You shouldn’t be around them.” Another ooh came from behind me, followed by a crunching sound. I glanced over my shoulder and found Josh staring at us with rapt attention. He’d pulled a single-serving popcorn bag out of the box of food he’d packed and was eating it with the kind of glee reserved for someone watching a Real Housewives reunion episode. I shook my head at him, instantly deflating – which was probably his goal –
