I took a step toward him. “I’m coming.” He shook his head. “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.
