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Chapter 8

“What? You wanna run on the track?” yelled Ryan, who was unsure if he liked Blake at all. Yes, the new swimmer was tall and good-looking—and his running shorts showed off a solid pair of cantaloupe-sized buttocks—but God, this Madison dude was cocky as hell.

“I dunno. Do you wanna run on the track?” Blake shouted back, still running across the playing field.

“Not really!” Ryan replied.