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his strange relationship with Bobby. He couldn’t imagine the rest of the faculty finding out he’d fallen in love with a boy straight out of high school. “He may be older now, but he’s still got a future to look forward to. One that I can’t really be a part of, so what’s the point?”
    Julian turned in his chair and leaned towards Chet. “The point is you love him. And if that hasn’t gone away in the last three years, I doubt it’s going away now that he’s here. Stop living life afraid of the future and enjoy the now, dude.”
    Chet sat back in his chair in an effort to get his friend the hell out of his face. “What if acting on my feelings ruins his future? Do you really think I could live with myself if that happened?”
    “So you’re condemning Bobby Ray to a future of not being loved? Do you honestly think he’ll get drafted and give up men? That’s bullshit and you know it. He’ll find himself in love somewhere along the way, whether it’s with you or not is your choice.”
    The thought of Bobby loving and being loved by another man had Chet rethinking the argument he’d held onto for the past three years. “And the college? How would they handle a head coach fucking a player?”
    Julian laughed. “I may not be a head coach, but I’ve been fucking Koby since he was a freshman and no one’s had an issue because I’ve never made it one.”
    Chet scanned the area. There were several partnerships within his circle of friends that included teacher and student or coach and student. Julian was right. The college administration didn’t get involved in its employees’ personal lives unless they became a problem.
    Julian turned serious. “I know your mom was a lot younger than your dad, but you can’t let the fact that it didn’t work cloud your judgement.”
    “I’ll think about it,” Chet said in an effort to get Julian to back down. He hated to be reminded of the way his mom had given birth to two children before deciding she was too young to settle down and have a family. “In the meantime, will you find out what’s going on with Bobby’s conditioning routine?”
    “Yep. I’ve got an idea, but first I need to find Koby.” Julian stood and started to walk off but stopped and turned back to Chet. “One word of advice. You’ll have to learn to separate your love life from your job as his coach. In love you’re both equal. Don’t treat him at home like you’d treat him on the field.”
    For Chet, the statement drew an image of him fucking Bobby on the fifty yard line. “I should hope not.”
     
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    Dane shouldered his messenger bag and handed Bobby a slip of paper. “Here’s the address. Just come by with your stuff later this evening or in the morning, either way is fine with me.”
    “You’re leaving?” Bobby asked.
    “Yeah. I really just came to meet you. I don’t really know anyone else here except Coach Aaron and Demitri.”
    Bobby stood and held out his hand. “Thanks for everything you’re doing for me.”
    Dane shook Bobby’s hand and smiled. “Actually, I’m looking forward to having someone else in the house to talk to besides Ares.”
    Bobby released Dane’s hand and watched him walk away.
    “Is that going to work out?” Koby asked, striding up with Julian at his side.
    “I hope so. Locky, at BK House, said I could still hang out there if I wanted to, so I figured it’d be easier this way. No sense in pissing off the coach before practice starts.”
    “You’re right about that, although Coach Sloan’s a great guy to play for.” Koby plopped down in the grass in front of Bobby’s chair. “I came over to ask if you wanted to go running with Julian and me in the morning? We usually get out around six before the traffic starts and go three or four miles depending on what we did the night before.”
    Any other time, Bobby would be jumping at the chance to run with the two men, but he knew his knee wasn’t up to the exertion. “Thanks, but