Chapter 97
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A while later, Oliver entered his room with two glasses of sweating iced teas.
Brian face broke into a smile larger than it had in days. “Ollie.”
“Fuck off,” Oliver said. “Nobody calls me that.” He smirked and made his way over to the bed. He placed the drinks on the nightstand and settled next to Brian on the bed with false bravado that endeared Brian to him more. “You been enjoying your days being a lazy good-for-nothing?”
“Fuck off,” Brian said. “But yeah.”
“The team isn’t the same without you.”
“Liar.” He appreciated Oliver’s attempt at making him feel better. “I heard you guys beat Olympic High.”
“Only just. But don’t worry,” Oliver rushed his words. “Coach makes sure everyone knows your spot on the team is waiting.”