Dominic POV
Vivian is talking.
A lot.
She’s bouncing beside me as the guys and I walk from the basketball court toward the hallway, her ponytail swishing like it’s personally powered by pure optimism. She’s going on about our “first real date,” even though I haven’t agreed to anything.
“…so I was thinking the little café near the library. It’s adorable, Dom. They have these cute mugs and that cinnamon foam you like—”
Marcus elbows me from the other side. “Dude, you better say yes. That place is expensive. If she’s offering to pay, marry her.”
Vivian giggles. “Oh, Mason! Dom’s not that cheap.”
“He is,” Tyler chimes in. “Ask him how many times he’s reused a protein shaker.”
I roll my eyes. “That proves absolutely nothing.”
“You had mold in it, dude,” Mason mutters.
I raise a brow. “That was dirt from the field. You know it.”
Vivian slips her hand around my arm, pressing in a little too close. Normally, I’d enjoy the attention. Normally, her perfume and warm smile would stroke my ego just right.
But it’s all felt wrong since that day.
Like I can’t breathe right when she leans in.
My mind floats to Ellie’s face again. Her instant rejection.
I grit my teeth. Fantastic. Now I’m irritated again.
“Anyway,” Vivian continues, oblivious, “I want our first real date to be memorable. Maybe after the café we could—”
“Viv,” I say, trying to be polite, “can we talk about this later?”
She blinks, thrown off. “Oh… sure. I didn’t mean to overwhelm—”
Marcus mutters, “She’s gonna plan the wedding next.”
Tyler snickers, “Already did.”
Vivian’s cheeks puff with embarrassment. “You guys are such jerks.”
We turn the corner—and something catches my eye.
A bench.
Two people sitting close.
Ellie.

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