No.

She hadn't mentioned anything to me later that month about her period, missing it or having it. She said she'd felt a little off the few days her period should have been and I happily assumed that was just girlspeak for her period was bothering her. Little did I know the truth.

Kacey still performed well as our first line player but she seemed a little slower, not as fast or aggressive as she had been at the start of the season. I just chalked it up to the sex taking out her energy for the game. Nat had done the same the first few months after we started having sex so I just assumed that was it.

It was about two months later after practice that she came by my office. This itself wasn't unusual, the girls routinely came by my office to talk about the game, practice, that sort of thing. What was unusual was Kacey's demeanor. I couldn't put a finger on it, but she seemed worried about something. I motioned for her to sit down in the chair across from me.

"Everything okay Kace?" I asked her, wanting to get to the bottom of what was bothering her. Yesterday she'd seemed too cheerful, so bubbly, and now this morning, it was like somebody had swapped her out for another girl but left them in her body.

Kacey looked at me. "I'm pregnant coach."