BEAUTIFULLY FRACTURED (FRONT RANGE UNIVERSITY #1) BY MICHELE LENARD – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Michele Lenard
- Language: English
- Genre: Contemporary romance
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Cruz
“Push from your chest, not your hips,” my teammate, Jagger, says as he
straddles his best friend Cameron on the incline press next to me,
using his body weight to keep his friend’s hips from moving.
“I’m pretty sure sitting on your clients’ laps isn’t an approved method of
teaching good form,” Cameron grunts over the clang of weights around us.
“That’s why I’m studying athletic training, dumbass.” Jagger puts his
fingers under Cameron’s triceps to give him an extra little nudge with the
weight. “Besides, you’re my best friend, not my client, so rules don’t
apply.”
“Best friend isn’t code for help yourself to a seat on my dick.” Cameron
grits through another rep.
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“Please,” Jagger snorts. “We both know you’d be the bottom.”
Something between a chuckle and cry passes through my lips as I finish
my last rep and drop my dumbbells to the ground with a clang. Fortunately,
they interpret it as laughter.
“And you wonder why people think we’re boyfriends.” Cameron racks
the bar while rolling his eyes at Jagger, who makes no move to get off him.
“Big party tonight, Cruz. Want to come with? Blow off a little steam.”
Jagger waggles his brows.
It’s the weekend before classes start, and while the football team has been
here for months already, the rest of the students are only just now getting to
campus. After weeks upon weeks of two-a-day training, everyone’s anxious
to get a taste of the party scene that inevitably comes with more bodies.
Well, mostly everyone.
I shake my arms out, getting ready for my next set. “If I get done moving,
yeah.”
“You were serious about switching to the honors dorm?” Cam accepts the
water bottle Jagger hands him and takes a quick gulp. “Why?”
The three of us, along with the rest of our underclass teammates, have
been staying in what’s dubbed the athletic dorm over the summer. The
university encourages all athletes to live there during their first year,
although it’s not required, and based on how rowdy things got over the
summer, even with only a fraction of the student body in town, I’m making
the right decision.
“I’m here to play ball and study,” I reply.
“You can’t do both in our dorm?” Jagger and Cam switch places, minus
the sitting on each other thing since Jagger has great form on the incline
press.
“Not as well,” I answer. “How many nights were we up until midnight, or
one, even though we had practice at seven?”
Admittedly, most of that time was spent playing video games, not
drinking or doing other stupid shit, because two-a-days are brutal, and no
one wants to be hungover for those.
Still, despite the grueling practices this
is the closest most of us have been to real freedom, so no one was as
disciplined as they probably should’ve been. Including me. But I’m under
no illusions that I’m a shoo-in for the NFL—most college players aren’t—
which means my grades have to be on point, and not just for my
scholarship.
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