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“No one’s making you stay here. You could leave if you hate it so much,” Beckett tells him.

“Guys—” I start again, moving in so I can step between them if anyone lunges.

But just then a shrill whistle splits the air.

“Okay! Let’s go!”

I turn to find a gorgeous, petite brunette skating toward us.

She’s in leggings, a cropped sweatshirt that falls off one shoulder, and she’s got a whistle around her neck.

I glance back to find Beckett and Lawson with several feet between them, both looking at the woman, and stoically not at one another.

She comes to a stop in front of me. She has to tip her head back to look up at me. She can’t be more than five-five.

“Hi! You must be Alex!”

“Yeah, hi.”

“I’m Sutton. I’m the choreographer.”

I look back at the team. If this is a hazing prank, they’re really going all in.

But my gut is telling me that’s not what this is.

Dammit.

“Nice to meet you. I should warn you, not only can I not dance, I had no idea there would be choreography involved with…this.”

She casts a glance at the group behind me. “I’ve heard all of that before,” she assures me. “It will be okay. When you can’t dance or lip sync very well, it actually makes it even better. Provided you can laugh at yourself.”

My brows arch. “Lip sync?”

“Yeah, it’s too hard to get mic-ed up and some people…” She glances behind me again with an exasperated look. “Seem to think they’re not good singers and don’t believe me that people would like that even more.”

My sister has some explaining to do.

“Can I askwhywe’re doing choreography and lip syncing?” I ask. “I know I’m late to get here and should maybe know all of this, but someone needs to catch me up.”

“Nora didn’t tell you?” Sutton asks.

Nora. Just hearing her name makes my pulse beat harder. Damn.

“Norashould have told me? Not Astrid?”

Sutton laughs. “Well, Nora sold Astrid on it, so she’d be the best one.”

Interesting. “Neither of them told me anything.” Nora was a little busy dodging kidnappers. And telling me about Rougarou. And completely enchanting me.

But seems there were a few additional details I could have used…

“Can you give me the short version, and I’ll ask Nora about it later?”

I willdefinitelybe asking Nora about this later.

“Well, there’s this baseball team in Georgia that does something like this with baseball. They play the game, but it’s mixed with choreography, different rules, fan involvement, and just fun.”

I frown. “The ones that dress in all yellow? They’re a minor league team or something, right?”