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“Unanimous,” Jalen adds.

Kane looks at me.

“You realize they’ll expect waffles now.”

“I said maybe.”

“You don’t understand athletes and carbohydrates.”

“I coach thirteen-year-old boys. I understand food-based manipulation.”

Noah nods solemnly.

“She knows us.”

I grab my toiletry bag.

“I’m brushing my teeth.”

Then I look at Kane.

“Don’t be too long.”

Noise explodes behind me.

Actual hooting.

I turn around.

“Oh, settle down.”

That makes it worse.

“It’s our first date.”

Eli grabs Noah’s shoulder.

“She clarified the date number.”

“Important information.”

I point at both of them.

“There will be boundaries.”

Kane folds his arms, clearly enjoying this.

I continue.

“Maybe a pillow wall.”

Noah nearly collapses.

“A pillow wall?”

“For safety.”

Kane’s eyebrows rise.