Shutout (Rules of the Game, #2)

by Avery Keelan

Pausing in the doorway, I grant myself the briefest moment to observe her, still taken aback by how fucking pretty she is. I’ve never used that word to describe a girl before. Hot, sure. Cute, sometimes. But she’s more than either of those. She’s pretty in the way that catches your attention and refuses to let it go.

“Wear whatever you want, Tink. I know how to fight.”

“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.”