Page 3 of The Game You Play (Rixon Raiders 2)

It had all started with a list.

My list.

My foolish little list.

It was supposed to help me rock senior year. To encourage me to do all those things I’d always dreamed of but never been brave enough to do. To shed my wallflower existence.

What I didn’t count on was him.

I thought I was strong enough to play his game; to engage in war with an expert strategist.

I thought I could protect my heart and have some fun.

I should have known better.

I should have retreated instead of surrendering. But I handed over my heart without even realizing.

And now he owned me.

All of me.

Even if he said he didn’t want me.

But now he was standing there, looking at me with hunger in his eyes. A hunger that matched my own.

He did want me.

Jason Ford wanted me.

And I knew, the rules had just changed.

Felicity

“Are you going to ignore me forever?” I asked my best friend as we stopped at our lockers. She gave me some serious stink eye as she traded out textbooks.

“Hails, come on. It was a mistake. I made a mistake.”

Slamming her locker shut, her eyes fixed on mine clouded with disappointment. “You slept with him,” she hissed, lowering her voice. “You had sex with Jason. Have you lost your goddamn mind?”

“It was one time.” Barely one time when you really thought about it. “And I was drunk; it was a mistake.” One I wouldn’t be repeating in a hurry. Not that the aforementioned asshole would want a second round. Get a grip, Felicity.

“And you think that’s okay? You were drunk. Not to mention a virgin,” her voice lowered dangerously, indignation flaming her cheeks. “And you let him—”

“It’s done now.” I gave her a tight smile, ignoring the knot in my stomach. “It will never happen again. But at least I can check another thing off my list.” Strained laughter spilled from my lips, but Hails wasn’t laughing.

She wasn’t even smiling.

“This isn’t funny, Flick.” She let out an exasperated sigh. “I can’t... I don’t even know what to say right now.”

“So don’t.” I shrugged. “Let’s pretend it never even happened, okay. Jason who?”

But Hailee wasn’t looking at me anymore. She was staring over my shoulder, her eyes narrowed with contempt. I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. I felt him. Felt his lips on my skin, his hands on my body.

A shiver rolled up my spine, quickly morphing into lightning bolts shooting around my body as I turned and met Jason Ford’s arrogant smirk.

“Fee, baby, I missed you.”

Silently groaning to myself, I forced a smile at Asher, Jason’s best friend.