Shutout (Rules of the Game, #2)

by Avery Keelan

“You like me,” she says in a singsong voice. Obviously. But what can I do about that? Sweet fuck all, that’s what.

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

“Question 1162,” he says. “Will you marry me?”