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not sure why that bothered me so much.
     
     
    Back to the grind of classes and tutoring, I headed into the strength center to find Ham. He had a weight bar lifted up and over his head and the weights were so heavy, the bar actually bowed in the center.
    “Hey, Cam,” he grunted, dropping the bar to the ground and taking off the belt around his abdomen.
    “Hi Ham. You ready for your session?”
    “I have a couple more sets I need to do? Can you wait?” he asked wiping sweat with a towel.
    “Ham. Academics are more important than football. Come on.”
    Playfully, he flicked me with a towel. “Not for me.” He smiled.  “I’ll meet you at your place in 30, I swear.”
    Only two football players had I ever allowed in my apartment and Ham was one of them.  I’d been his tutor for three years and I trusted him. Once he finally got it in his head that I wasn’t going to screw him, we’d become good friends. Though sometimes I think he believes I’m not interested in guys…and that I play for the other team.
    Kate was the only one who really knew my story. She knew all of it and still loved me. On occasion she would exploit the grizzly details, like the other morning, trying to get me to open up and possibly date someone, but that meant letting someone in and exposing me to their judgmental bullshit.
    After I left the strength center, I parked at Eaton Hall and darted in to get the tutoring papers from Dr. Walton. Eli was walking down the hall.
    “Hey, you already get the papers?” I asked.
    He shook his head. “Nope. Sorry. Was retaking my robotics test. But I aced it!” he shouted and lifted me by my underarms up and over his head.
    “Excellent job!”  I giggled and wiggled my feet. “Put me down.”
    “Hell no Biggs! 98%!  Did you hear me?”
    “I hear you! Now put me down.” I tried to cover my booty because my denim mini skirt was hiking up too far.
    “Then say it Biggs. Say ‘Eli is the smartest guy I know!’” he laughed and I figured his grotesquely large arms were fatigued at this point.
    “Eli is the smartest guy I know,” I chuckled and heard voices coming down the hall. That’s when I saw him…Will…walking with another guy. He saw me too raised about 8 feet in the air by one of the biggest lugs of meat on campus.
    Finally Eli lowered me and adjusted my skirt for me. Will never took his eyes off us and stopped talking to the guy he was with.
    “Hey Will-i-am,” I greeted looking down at my feet.
    “I’m outta here Biggs. God, I love you. You know if you marry me now, in another year, you’ll be married to a pro football player,” Eli joked and swatted my ass. 
    “Ow. Goodbye Eli,” I said shaking my head. Eli and Ham…they were my boys. There wasn’t much else to say.
    “I love you, huh?” Will asked with a crooked grin.
    “What’s not to love? Do they by chance sell bigger shirts or do you buy them too small intentionally?” I asked, running my finger beneath the hem straining at his bicep.
    “Stop looking for an excuse to touch me and stop staring at my muscles.”
    “It’s hard not to Willie…Nelson. It’s kind of like when someone’s fat is hanging out around the top of their jeans…it’s just there, and you try not to look at it, but your eyes keep getting drawn back to it…especially when their clothes are too tight.”
    His sexy ass swagger made my knees go weak, and as he swaggered toward me, I stepped backward until my back hit the cold, hard wall. He propped his hands up against the wall leaning inward. Holy crap.
    “You mean kind of like your sexy, little ass looked when your boyfriend had you lifted up in the air. Your cute, red lace underwear inching up just enough so that I could see the curve of your ass. Is that what you mean?”
    My heart pounded so hard, it echoed in my ears and I honestly wasn’t sure I heard him right. Get control of yourself Biggs. Get control!
    I snickered and rolled my eyes. “Wow, Will. You just made three whole