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bed.”
    “What’s wrong with having fun?”
    “Nothing.” As long as it didn’t blow up in your face, and sometimes Jillian’s part-time job as a band promoter had her walking a fine line.
    MJ sat at the end of the bench to zip her knee-high boots. “I can’t. I have dinner plans with Tag.”
    Jillian made a kissy-face sound that for some reason rubbed Tanya the wrong way. “Grow up.” She rolled her eyes.
    “Why are you so grumpy?” Jillian asked.
    “I’m tired.” Among other things she hadn’t had the time or opportunity to discuss with her best friends yet.
    “Is that all?” asked MJ, the damn mind reader.
    “Maybe.” Tanya ran conditioner through her chin-length curls, and then topped that off with a generous handful of gel. “Maybe not.” She glanced around the thinning locker room and decided now was as good a time as any. “My dad’s having money problems at the gym. Big problems. Foreclosure-sized problems.”
    “Shit,” Jillian said.
    “Exactly.”
    “How much does he owe?” MJ asked.
    “Thirty grand.” It even felt like a lot on her tongue.
    MJ stood. “I’ll talk to Tag.”
    “No.” The wet ends of Tanya’s hair slapped her chin as she disagreed. “My dad won’t take a loan. Cam already offered that.”
    “Cam!” Jillian about killed herself jumping over a bench to get closer to Tanya. “You heard from Cam?”
    Well, that was one way to tell them. “Yep. He’s in town visiting his mom, and he stopped by the gym a couple days ago when all of this was going down.”
    “Damn. A couple days ago? Girl, why were you sitting on this?” Jillian asked.
    “So the elusive NFL superstar appears,” MJ said. “Is that good or bad?”
    MJ had been her roommate for almost three years before she moved out and Jillian moved in. They knew all about her history with Cam, but they didn’t know how hard it had been to hide her bitterness over how easily he’d gone on with his life without her.
    “I’m not sure,” she confessed.
    “See, this is another reason we should go out,” Jillian said. “Get her to spill.”
    “What makes you think there’s something to spill?” She slipped gold hoops into her ears.
    “Because you always hold back just enough,” MJ said.
    “I’m not holding anything back.” Except the fact that she’d pretty much spent the day with him. It was no big deal. So why wasn’t she coming clean? “I just don’t know how I feel about it. I mean part of me is definitely still angry at him for forgetting about, you know, the neighborhood.”
And me. Especially me.
“But there’s another part that is happy to see him. We have a lot of history.”
    “Well, even if your dad won’t take the money, it was nice of Cam to offer the help,” MJ said.
    Tanya nodded. She hoped he was just as willing to help when she sprung her big idea on him.
    Jillian gave her a playful shove. “Maybe this is fate giving you a second chance for that night of really bad sex.”
    “Shh!” Tanya whipped her head around in search of eavesdroppers. Thank God the coast was clear. She had no desire to announce that she’d lost her virginity to an equally inexperienced Cam Simmons under a set of rusty bleachers. Seemed kind of pathetic now that she was grown up and teaching at that very same school.
    “Why are you shushing me? MJ already knows this. Don’t you?”
    MJ grinned. “I do, but we should compare notes, because she may have held back parts. This way we’ll make sure we have the whole story.”
    “Stop,” Tanya said.
    Jillian plopped down beside MJ. “She said he couldn’t find the hole, and when he did, it only took three seconds. She felt more from the rocky ground than she did from his … ”
    “I said stop!” Tanya slapped a hand over Jillian’s mouth. “He would be so mad if he knew I’d told anyone anything about that night.”
    He’d trusted her, and she’d been more than willing to help him out when he’d suggested they be each other’s