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A cool evening breeze. Rainbows. Open roads. Friends. Fireworks. After a beat he added a tentative, Coach, but that was so repulsive he had to reject it. Tetsuji Moriyama was also a coach, and Jean refused to associate Rhemann and Wymack with that violent nightmare.

"My kids," Wymack had called the Foxes, and Rhemann had said the same this summer: "You're one of my kids now."
Fathers? Jean thought.

OH MY GODDDDDDDD

"Jean." Rhemann gave his shoulders a fierce squeeze. "You're safe. I've got you. Let go."
Jean crumpled in on himself with an awful sound, and the weight of Rhemann's arms around him wasn't enough to keep him from shattering.

nono soy un mar de lágrimas

He was afraid to open his mouth again lest he get sick, but at length managed a hesitant, "I didn't deserve-" heavy hands, heavier racquets, dark rooms, darker blood, teeth and knives and drowning, I'm drowning, I'm drowning "—what they did to me."

APAGUENME LA TELE

'Talk to me again and I'll break your other ankle, Knox," Zane said.
Jean put himself between them. "Do not threaten my captain, Zane."

🙏🏻

Jean moved without thinking, pressing a close-mouthed kiss to her temple the way she did whenever she thought he was unraveling. Cat's arm went so tight around him he felt two vertebrae in his spine pop, but the smile she turned on him was bright.

los amo 🥲

"True," Laila started to say, but Jean's fierce, "They are not your partners," was louder.

MARCA TERRITORIO JEAN

"No one will take you seriously if you learn French with a southern accent."
"Does that really matter?" Jeremy asked, studying Jean with a stare that felt prying. "I'm not learning French for anyone but you."

apaguenme la tele

When Jean only waved that off, Jeremy said in French, "Hello! My name is Jeremy Knox. What is your name?"
The sound of his language on Jeremy's lips was enough to give Jean pause. He counted his heartbeats as he studied Jeremy's face, committing the textbook-perfect sounds to memory

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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"You are an idiot," Jean accused him. "You were barely fast enough to save him last time. The next time someone takes a swing at him, you and your brisket lungs will have to watch him die. I wouldn't have given him to you if I'd known you would just throw him away so carelessly."

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