The Long Game (Game Changers, #6)

by Rachel Reid

“I am Ilya. This is my... Shane.”

I wanted to say you are fucking everything to me. Everything. Okay?”

love hockey, and I deserve to have the career I want for as long as I want it. I’ve earned that. But if I had to choose...I’d choose him.”

“I already chose you, Hollander.”

What if Ilya had died? What if he had fucking died? Shane would have died too. Alone, and secretly, and for the rest of his life.

“Do you have to win everything?” “I have to not lose you.” His voice cracked on the last word.

“Shane,” Ilya said again, unable to stop himself. “I choose you, Ilya. I promise I will always, always choose you.”

Besides, winning stuff always made Shane horny, so Ilya considered himself the real winner.

Then Shane stood and said, “I choose him. Come on, Ilya.”

Shane wanted to argue that he needed Ilya more than he needed sleep. Or food. Or oxygen.