The Long Game (Game Changers, #6)

by Rachel Reid

“Isn’t that why I’m here?” Ilya asked with a hint of irritation. “So I don’t have to burden him with this? I thought I could talk to you and fix myself so I can be good enough for him.”

“I took him out last night. To the Kingfisher. Was his first gay bar, he said.” Then Ilya laughed. “You’d like him. You are both very bad at being gay.”

“Just talking. Drinking beer. Having a fun time. You would have hated it.”

Quietly, in a voice that couldn’t disguise his pain, he said, “I already chose you, Hollander.”

athletic shirt, was still foreign, but it sent a thrill through him every time he felt it. No one had asked about the ring. Probably no one had noticed

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

She grinned wickedly at him. “Did you fuck every woman in Canada and had to move on to men?”

“I think I ruined the chair,” Shane said, sooner even than Ilya had expected. “It is another trophy now,” Ilya said. “Gross.” “There is a towel here,” Ilya offered. “Nah. I have some leather wipes I can use.” Ilya smiled. “Of course you do.”

“Can I take you to bed now, then? And you wear only that jersey?” Shane leaned in and kissed him. “Is this a hazing thing?” “Yes. I do it to everyone.”