A Major Puck Up (The Revenge Games, #3)

by Brittanee Nicole

With a snort, she looks away and points to the door. “I’ll be in the other room if you need me.” “Could you—” I clamp my mouth shut before any other words slip out. Millie turns back, her golden eyes open and shining, her heart laid out for me, allowing me to take from her again. “Anything, Gavin. I will do anything you ask.” Pain lances my chest at her words. I close my eyes and breathe through it. I’m really starting to believe her. Truly starting to believe that not only would she do what I asked, but she’d do it happily, and not just because it would make me happy. That maybe it would make her happy too. That I could make her happy too. So I say what I should have said months ago. The single word that’s been burning a hole through my body, trying to escape. “Stay.” Without hesitation, she rounds the bed and sits on the other side of the mattress, her head tilting my way. “Of course.” What she doesn’t know is I wasn’t talking about for the night. What I need more than anything is for her to stay with me forever.

“You need to give Vivi a nickname.”

Beckett slips his phone back into his pocket, expression as stoic as always. “You mean Rosie? I picked the moniker the day she showed up on your doorstep.” I study my brother as we continue following the big kids. “Rosie?” “Yeah, the Riveter. You know, ‘We Can Do It.’” I scratch my head. “I don’t get it.” “Girl’s got tenacity. She settled you down with one look and made you smile again. Despite the shitty cards life has dealt her, she’s always smiling. Kid is a fighter.”