Let’s keep this under wraps at least until the end of the season, and then we’ll take it from there.” “And at the end of this season? If we’re still…” Doing whatever the hell it was we were doing. “We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. Unfortunately, I can’t make you any promises.” That sounded really fucking bad. Still, I nodded. “Yeah, Coach. We’ll be careful.” We both wanted to keep this a secret anyway. How hard could it be?
