Page 97 of The Game You Play (Rixon Raiders 2)

“God, I’m stupid.” So stupid. “I let them all convince me you liked me, that you needed me. But you don’t need anyone.”

People with no hearts didn’t have room to care about others let alone need them.

“Finally figured it out, huh?” He scratched his jaw absentmindedly.

“I hope you find what you’re looking for, Jason,” I said with nothing but quiet confidence. I might have been breaking inside, but he wouldn’t see me crumble.

Jason didn’t say anything as I turned and started walking away. But then his voice perforated the heavy silence. “Oh and Giles...”

“Yes?” I snapped over my shoulder, barely hanging on by a thread.

“You might want to think about applying to another school. Penn isn’t big enough for the both of us and I don’t know what crap you’re trying to pull but I don’t want you there.”

My lips parted on a pained gasp. I wanted to argue, to tell him me applying for UPenn had nothing to do with him and everything to do with my parents, my future, but a figure burst from the shadows.

“Hey, baby,” Jenna said, sidling up to Jason as if I wasn’t standing right there with tears in my eyes. “Miss me? Oh, hey, Felicity, I didn’t see you there.”

She saw me all right.

She just got great satisfaction over watching the blood drain from my face.

“You might want to run along now, unless you want to see the show, if you know what I mean.” She smirked before pressing her lips to Jason’s, making sure I got a front row seat.

He wasn’t invested in it; he wasn’t touching her or kissing her back. He was watching me. His hard eyes silently daring me to call him out.

It took everything I had not to jump on her back and tear her away from the guy who had unknowingly stolen my heart.

No, that wasn’t right. He hadn’t stolen it. I’d handed it over willingly. Secretly hoping it was enough.

That I was enough.

When all along, I knew wasn’t.

Jason Ford was the devil in sheep’s clothing and I was nothing more than a game wrapped up in a pretty package.

Something to pass the time.

A game he’d already grown tired of.

“I never had you down as a voyeur,” Jenna’s voice snapped me from my morose reverie. “But if you want to watch, maybe you’ll learn a thing or two.” She snickered into Jason’s shoulder.

Damn that hurt. I didn’t want to believe he’d told her that I’d given up my v-card to him, but at this point, anything was possible. Because I didn’t know Jason.

Maybe I never had.

“You’re welcome to him.” I barely managed to choke out the words.

Just for a brief moment I thought I saw a flash of regret in Jason’s gaze, but then he captured Jenna’s mouth and closed his eyes, losing himself in the kiss, showing me he hadn’t changed at all. He was still the cold-hearted bastard he’d always claimed to be. Only it was too late. He’d reeled me and then spat me out, not caring that he’d smashed my heart into a thousand pieces.

Pieces I knew would never heal right.

Somehow, despite the gaping hole in my chest, I managed to turn and walk away from them with my head held high.

From Jason.

For what I promised myself would be the final time.

“This is nice,” Mya said as we ate cookies and ice cream and watched cheesy movies. It had been Hailee’s idea after the disastrous end to last night.