Julian's POV
"Let's hit a club," I say to Dylan after practice. He's one of my closest friends on the team, someone I can actually trust not to spread my business around.
"Yeah, sure." He's already pulling out his phone, thumbs flying across the screen. "Let me text Sarah."
"Your girlfriend? Why does she need to come?"
"She'll want to." He grins without looking up. "Plus she knows all the good spots in the city. Better than going somewhere random."
I shrug, tossing my gym bag in my car. My only goal tonight is to find a girl to hook up with, get Bryson out of my head for a few hours. Maybe if I can just reset, get back to normal, this whole mess will feel less overwhelming. Having Sarah along shouldn't complicate that plan.
We meet up with her an hour later outside some
