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Shit

Ugh, I ht have fucked that one up

I back up a little and bump into Akara “Sorry, Kits” I tap the clipboard to his arm

He sht next to hi at his lips I start to s full-force

“Banks,” I whisper into a slight wince

He rests a hand against ht?”

Akara studies the way I cradle an arm around my lower abs “You have cramps?”

“Yeah,” I say tightly in pain and try not to draw attention from the swimmers or Coach Reed “Banks, do you have any pain meds on you?”

He digs in his pocket and hands me a bottle of travel-sized Advil Their concern bears down on me, and I wish I could draw into them I wish I could hold on to Akara’s ar that physical coh for now

Akara goes and grabs my water bottle

Banks keeps that coo home early?”

I shake ht be too unfiltered to be the best at coaching, but I can’t bail on ive the locker room a reason to call me a princess”

“They call you a princess, just tell the Icebox No one messes with you” He almost, almost affectionately draws o

My heart soars Becky the Icebox Our Little Giants talk in Yellowstone Country co back into me

“What’s the Icebox?” Akara asks, handing me the water

Banks makes a confused face at me “You never watched Little Giants with Akara?”

I go red and throw back the pills with a big gulp of water

“What’s that look for, Sul?” Akara asks, scrutinizing me with his playful smile “I know you couldn’t have been embarrassed to watch a kids movie with me” He tells Banks, “She made me watch The Little Mermaid a hundred times until I said mermaids are real”

“It wasn’t a hundred fucking tiht times, and you mumbled the words” I shove the water back in his chest

Hard

He grunts

I grin