“I mean it though. Stay wherever you want. Take my room. Kick me out for all I care.” “I’m not kicking you out of your bedroom, you incorrigible man.” “I’m on the road most of this week anyway and I do have the better bathtub.” With a breath, I put some space between us. “Where are you going?” “Minnesota.” He rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. “I’m meeting with a group of strength and conditioning coaches. Trying to get my arm in shape.” “Oh, that’s a relief,” I murmured. “I thought I was the only one who’d noticed your pass completion rate had dipped.” He dropped his hands on either
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