Rules of the Game (Rule Breaker, #2)

by Jessa Wilder

He pulled back and kissed between my brows. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do that.” I stiffened and tilted my head to the side. “You mean kiss me?” I looked at the hollow at the base of his neck, unable to meet his gaze. “You never even looked at me.” He laughed and kissed me again before speaking against my mouth. “I’ve never looked away.”

“You don’t fucking deserve her.” The guy’s eyes went wide, and his mouth dropped open, but before he could say anything, I slammed my hands into his chest. He stumbled backward, and I followed. I threw my gloves down and gripped his shirt, yanking him closer. I lost connection with all rational thought, words tumbling out of my mouth with a speed I couldn’t stop. “You don’t even know her. But I do. I know what cereal she likes, that her favorite movie is Pride and Prejudice, her favorite song is the ten-minute version of ‘All Too Well.’ I have spent my entire life loving her, and it’ll be a cold fucking day before some asshole brings her to my game.”