Shutout (Rules of the Game, #2)

by Avery Keelan

To anyone who’s ever felt like too much.

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“Scale of one to ten,” she says, absentmindedly dragging her bare toes along the gray carpet. “Ten being the worst. How much of a mess do I look like right now?” “Zero.”

Bed just felt a little empty suddenly, that’s all.”

“You’re so fucking pretty.” At that, my heart stutters. “Even first thing in the morning?” “Especially first thing in the morning.”

One kiss, and I’m completely under his spell. I’d let him do anything he wanted right now.

Note to self: when he glitches, it’s a good thing.

“What I meant to say earlier was you look beautiful, Tink.”

He draws me into him and dips his head, nudging my nose with his. “Wear whatever you want, Tink. I know how to fight.”

She’s even more beautiful beneath the surface. Quick-witted and smart. Silly and bold. Caring and patient, even when I don’t deserve it.

“Do you have any idea how much I love you?” “As much as I love you?” “More. I would do anything for you, Tink. Name it, and it’s yours.”