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for my dad’s company. He owns a small power sports chain that operates here in Washington. He used to just operate it from Maine but he opened up a couple new stores so he wanted to be closer.”
    They went inside the house and into the kitchen. Anderson sat on the counter while she got the steaks out of the fridge.
    “Power sports, huh? Have I heard of it?”
    “Hamilton’s Power Sports.” She poked the meat to see if it was still frozen.
    “No shit? There’s a store in town. I’ve been there.”
    She nodded. “Yep. HQ is up in Molson though, and he goes to Seattle a lot for meetings.”
    “Washington is good country for power sports though, a lot of snow and mountains.”
    “I noticed.” She fidgeted with her T-shirt. “Okay seriously, this is bothering me. What the hell is Beck’s problem? I mean, I know he doesn’t like me, but I haven’t done anything to get on his bad side, have I? And is he really going to just call up some random girl to have sex with?”
    “Um, yes to the last part. No to the bad side part. And I don’t think he has a problem, that’s just Beck. We’ve talked about this. He’s not a nice guy. Why are you so worried about it?”
    “I don’t know. It’s just, when I first met him: jerk. When I played ball with him: nice. When he beat someone up: crazy. When I bailed him out: jerk.”
    “Looks like ‘jerk’ won the poll.”
    “I know but...I just don’t understand.”
    Anderson found this all amusing. “You so have the hots for him.”
    “I do not!”
    “You so do. I get it. Tall, dark and asshole. Lots of girls are attracted to that.”
    “Well, I’m not, it’s just...” She wasn’t sure. Did she have the hots for him? “I don’t like him, okay?”
    “Sure, sure, you keep telling yourself that, honey. Let me know when you’ve realized the truth.”
    * * *
     
    After practice the next day, Car looked outside the back door of the locker room to find the snow still coming down hard. There was a good six inches just in the parking lot. There was definitely no way she was getting home.
    She was now sitting with a few of the girls watching the boys’ practice wrap up. She liked watching the boys practice, though she didn’t really have a choice. It would be weird to go to Anderson’s house without him being there.
    She had really started to make friends with the girls. Kendall was nice. They always raced during sprints since they were the fastest girls on the team. Torie was very loud and hilarious. She even made the coach laugh during practice.
    The girls headed downstairs as the boys left for the locker room. Most of the girls left but a few hung around. Kendall and Torie stayed with her, chatting about their first opponent.
    “They were fourth in state last year but they lost three of their starters, so I don’t know how they are going to be now,” Kendall said, leaning her back against the wall.
    “Four starters actually, three to graduation but one got knee surgery and hasn’t been the same since. She’s not a threat anymore. But I think I remember them having a lot of fast young players last year,” Torie said.
    Kendall agreed. “Yeah, definitely.”
    “What about height?” Car asked. “Got anyone like Tor or Syd?”
    Kendall looked at Torie. “I dunno. They had some tall girls but I think they might have been some of the ones who graduated.”
    Torie nodded. “Their main center did, but last year they had a six-foot freshman. She was all bones though. I’m not sure if she’s playing this year or not. She wasn’t that good but she could have bulked up during the summer.”
    Kendall nodded, opened her mouth to speak but then stopped and glared over Car’s shoulder. “Yes?”
    “Chill, Ken,” Beck said, standing behind Car.
    Car turned around and saw that he was dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt. What a shame, no arm muscles to look at.
    “What do you want?” Kendall asked.
    “Hamilton, can we talk?” Beck said, looking like he didn’t

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