The Long Game (Game Changers, #6)

by Rachel Reid

closed his eyes and focused on how good it felt to be with Shane, alone in the dark, and tried not to wish it could be the same in the light.

LLORO

“I am Ilya. This is my... Shane.”

Ilya seemed to consider the question before answering. “We are very good at pretending to not be in love. Maybe we are bad at showing it when we are allowed.”

LLORO

I don’t care anymore. Please. I’m dying.

ME MUERO

Ilya drummed his fingers on the steering wheel to the rhythm of the Bad Bunny song that he’d recently added to his pregame playlist.

BAD BUNNY?????

“Someday,” he offered. “Everything is someday. I am tired of waiting for someday.”

LLORO

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