Chapter 7

Finally Matt sighed. “Doug. Damn it. I wanted you on myteam.”

Vic glanced at Roxie, who frowned at them around the straw in her mouth. “Matty,” he warned. “As long as we’re both playing, I don’t see how it matters much—”

“Each gym gets two teams,” Matt explained. “Doug’s captain of one, I’m the other. Apparently voted into the position just because I missed a stupid staff meeting.”

He threw an evil look at Roxie, who shrugged it off. “Hey,” she said, “I wasn’t the one who came in late today. I wasn’t the one sleeping with Vic.”

::Thank God,::Vic groaned silently.

Matt tugged on Vic’s collar to get his attention back to where it belonged—on him.“Vic,” he whined, drawing his lover’s name out in two syllables like he did whenever he wanted his way. Why he bothered, Vic didn’t know; he always won out in the end. “I want you on my team, not Doug’s. So go back in there and tell him you’re switching sides.”