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way.”
    Ethan’s laugh caught on a groan, and he took the hint and fucked her hard like she wanted. They were making a lot of noise, and the headboard was banging into the wall, but he couldn’t worry about that. He’d apologize the next day if Riley was pissed.
    “That was great,” she told him later as she sat up and looked for her clothes.
    “Hell yeah it was,” he agreed, lying on his back. “Want to stay? I can do it again. I’ve got a lot of energy.” He winked at her.
    She looked like she was going to say no. Then she shrugged. “Why not? I didn’t think you’d be that good. No offense.”
    “Are there a lot of girls like you in your software-engineering program?” Ethan asked, drawing her down on top of him to kiss her. “If so, can I come visit? I’ll pretend to be your cousin.”
    “There’s not a lot of girls in my program at all,” she said, kissing him back. “You’re nice. I expected guys at a party full of professional athletes to be cocky and full of themselves.”
    “I wasn’t? Maybe I’m coming down with something.”
    Sierra giggled. “I have this rule where I hook up for fun and never get numbers. I won’t break it for you, but I thought about it longer than I usually do.”
    “I’m flattered,” Ethan murmured, hand at the back of her neck, holding her close while he kissed her.
    She stayed until about six in the morning. Ethan had practice later, which meant he was fucked in more ways than one. It was hard to care about that after the night he’d just had, though. She got dressed, and he pulled on some jeans and followed her into the living room.
    Riley was in the kitchen, dressed like he was going running and drinking one of those coconut things he liked so much.
    “Oh, hey,” he said, as if there was nothing odd about Ethan walking shirtless out of his bedroom at dawn, following a tousled blonde girl with her shirt on backward. “Going running before practice.” He held his hand out to Sierra. “I’m Riley.”
    “The stretchy goalie,” Sierra said, nodding as she shook his hand. “I’m Sierra. I’m a friend of Evan’s.”
    “Ethan,” Ethan corrected her, leaning against the kitchen wall, his arms crossed over his chest. “Sierra makes computer games and wins cars on game shows.”
    “I am actually designing an open-source encryption algorithm, and it was only the one car. But hi.” She peered around him. “Is that coconut water?”
    “Yeah. You want one?” Riley handed her a small green box. “I buy them at Costco. Ethan thinks they’re gross.”
    “I’ve gotten used to them.” Either this was really weird, or Ethan needed to sleep. Maybe both. He held his hand up. “Coconut me, bro. I gotta grab a nap.” Riley tossed him a box, and Ethan caught it deftly. “Want me to walk you out, Sierra?”
    “I think I know how to find my car. Thanks.” She leaned in and kissed him, surprisingly sweetly. “That was fun. Don’t try and find me or anything. Okay? Not my style.”
    “Sure.” Ethan saluted. “It was definitely fun, and no worries. But I do have a much better opinion of Tampa.”
    She laughed and then waved at Riley. “Good luck with your whole hockey thing. Thanks for the coconut water.”
    Riley waved back, and they watched her walk out and close the door behind her. Ethan could see the sky outside their bay window starting to turn pink. “Fuck, man. I am so screwed.”
    “Wasn’t that the point?” Riley gave him a sly grin. “Also I know. You’re loud.”
    Ethan was horrified to feel himself blush. “It wasn’t me. It was that bed. Maybe you better call the apartment office and tell them to do a better job screwing in that headboard.”
    “I think you did that just fine,” Riley told him and laughed. If he was mad, he didn’t look it at all.
    For some reason Ethan was still compelled to say he was sorry. “I didn’t ask you first. If it was okay I had someone stay over.” Ethan cleared his throat and tossed his empty