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then switching it up on the next run.
“You’re doing great,” Jaxon told me while we ate our lunch and rested up. “It’s
like you improved 100% overnight!” I blushed and grinned, only too happy to be
doing so much better with the tweaks he had given me.
    Jaxon and I kept going until the rest of the team got
there; we took a break while everyone was catching up, while the coaches and
trainers were discussing strategy for the upcoming tournament. It would be a
bigger one, with a lot more publicity; but ultimately, they explained, the
points themselves were the same.
    We fell into practicing with our groups and, for
once, I didn’t have to watch Jaxon surreptitiously—I could watch him outright,
shout out a compliment when he landed a particularly sick aerial, or laugh when
he botched a landing and ended up in the foam pit. We both kept most of our
focus on our own activities; I did cross-training and went down the slope, and
everyone in my division on the team complimented my sudden improvement.
“Getting laid was good for her,” someone joked.
    “No, getting private lessons from the best boarder
on the team was,” I shot back, grinning.
    “Not the best for long—someone’s grabbing your place
with an inside job, Jax .”
    We got through the practice and talked about the
plans for the meet while everyone was chilling and resting afterward. I told
myself that I would hit the gym between practice and the tournament, but not so
close that my muscles would still be torn down when we went out. Of course, the
coaches told all of us to rest up, to make sure we were getting good carbs in
our systems and lots of protein to have staying power and to have strong
muscles once it came to tournament day. Someone on the team offered to make
snacks, and others were put on coffee duty for when we got onto the bus to head
out to the competition.
    Jaxon and I left together, heading back to the
campus to hit up the dining hall. I invited him to spend the night in my
dorm—after all, I did have to be there at least a few nights out of the
week—and we spent the night studying, watching the game, and just hanging out.
It was such a relief to finally have him how I wanted him, to not have to worry
and to really get the full benefits of being close to Jaxon, that I didn’t even
think about the inevitable downside of what would happen when the general knowledge
of us being together got out—when it wasn’t just our classmates and teammates
who knew that we were an established item but everyone who knew us, including
our parents. That was an issue for another day, and I certainly wasn’t in the
mood to worry about it when I could just enjoy my time with Jaxon. I was going
to have as much sex as I wanted with him, and spend as much time as I wanted
with him and with my friends in Phi Kappa, and when it eventually came up, we’d
both deal with it the best way that we could. Life was too short to worry about
it.

 
    Chapter
Six
    In spite of being mentally prepared for the fact
that I’d have to wake up early Friday morning for the tournament, when Jaxon’s
phone blasted Muse’s “Supermassive Black Hole” to wake us up before it was even
dawn, so we could make it to the bus in time, my whole body felt like lead. I
was normally an early riser, but something about an alarm always made it hard
to get up—and the night before we’d been up later than we should have been,
cuddling and fooling around in bed. I’d packed my gear before coming over for
the night, since we had both decided that it would be easier if we were in the
same place in the morning.
    We grabbed a quick breakfast—protein shakes and a
peanut butter banana wrap—and grabbed our gear from Jaxon’s room. It was cold
as hell outside but we made it across campus just in time to get some coffee
from one of our teammates before we loaded our stuff onto the bus and climbed
in. Everyone was excited, in spite of the dark gray skies and the cutting cold.
I snuggled