Page 39 of The Endgame Is You (Rixon Raiders 4)

“We can stay,” I said. There was no pressure here. No guys chanting my name or fans wanting autographs. These guys knew me well enough to keep me grounded, to give me space.

And I fucking loved them for it.

Felicity

“So, you and Griff?” I waggled my brows at Elodie across the table.

“Are just friends.” She pursed her lips, pretending to finish up the notes she was making.

“Friends who spend almost every night together?” My brow arched.

“Griff is...” She let out a long breath, tapping her pen against her lip. “He’s complicated.”

“Aren’t they all? But the season is over now.” The Quakers had ended with a perfect season, only making their title win all the sweeter.

“I’m happy to see where it goes, but I’m not under any illusion it’s the real deal. Besides, Griff is a jock, his eyes will wander eventually.” My stomach twisted and she paled. “Oh shit, Fee, I didn’t mean...”

“I know.” I did. She was firmly in the Jason/Felicity fan club.

“You guys are okay, right? Things seem... good.”

“We’re fine.”

Elodie smiled. “And you have your weekend away to look forward to. New York in December will be so romantic.” She let out a dreamy sigh.

“Yeah, it will be nice.” I was looking forward to seeing Hailee and Mya and spending some quality time with them without the pressure of classes. “I can’t believe the semester is almost over.”

“And we survived.”

“We did,” I said around a smile. I didn’t doubt that my sessions with Darcy had a lot to do with my improved grades, but I was still relieved. I only had a couple more papers to submit before I was officially done for the holidays.

“Is that the time?” Elodie frowned. “I need to go.” She collected up her things and stuffed them in her bag.

“Hot date?” I snickered.

“Griffin is taking me to The Gridiron for burgers.”

“Romantic.”

“We can’t all be you, jetting off to New York for a weekend of romance.” She stuck out her tongue before moving for the door.

“Hey, Elodie,” I said as she grabbed the handle.

“Yeah?”

“I’m really glad I talked to you that day in class.”

“Yeah.” She beamed. “Me too.”

Elodie left and I got comfy on the sofa. Grabbing my cell phone, I noticed I had a new text from Jason.

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QB#1: Need to talk... are you home?

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Me: Yeah. Elodie just left. Is everything okay?