Chapter 16: Carter

##Chapter 16: Carter

"Dude, that practice sucked ass." Noah drops onto the bench that runs parallel to our lockers. "You heading back to the apartment after this?"

Most of our teammates are busy bitching and moaning about the grueling workout Coach just put us through, but not me. I welcome the suicides and hitting drills. I want my muscles to scream bloody murder when all is said and done. I want to be so freaking tired that when I fall into bed an exhausted heap, I won't dwell on the girl sleeping twenty feet down the hall from me.

Or the curve-hugging tank top and short shorts she likes to torment me with.

I push those thoughts away and shake my head before they can do further damage. "Can't." I focus on the inside of my metal locker. "I need to stop at my parent's house."

Noah falls silent for a moment and then asks, "Do you want me to come with you?"

"Nah," I mutter. That would only make matters worse. Just thinking about what I have to do makes my shoulders tense up.

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