Page 23 of Rules of the Game


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I huffed, lifting all the way off her. “You’re no fun.”

“Oh, I’m plenty fun.” She wore a devilish grin.

My cock twitched in agreement. I shouldn’t be able to go again so soon, but something told me this time I could. “Can’t we just stay here?”

Her smile turned sheepish. “Not unless you want Marcus to find out tonight.”

Like a cold bucket of water, all the heat drained out of me. “We have to tell your brother. I can’t lie to him.”

Her soft gaze met mine, and she ran her finger along my cheekbone. “Okay, we’ll tell him together.” A smile took over her mouth. “Just in case he tries to kill you.”

I turned my face, nipping her thumb. “You’re a fucking minx.”

She pressed her thumb deeper into my mouth, and my cock was officially hard again. “Come to my room tonight.” Her pleading eyes were a dark swirl of lust I wanted to drown in.

I tipped my head back and looked at the ceiling, taking a deep breath. “The wait is going to kill me.”

She popped out of bed before I could pin her back down and was already pulling her dress over her head. She looked beautiful with pink, flushed cheeks, her hair in wild waves around her, and her lips swollen from my kiss. The realization that Piper was the one for me soothed a deep fear in my chest. She was mine.

She gave me a lingering kiss and whispered, “Wait ten minutes, then come find me.”

I had to clench the mattress to keep myself from stopping her as she left the room. I wanted to stay here, in this moment, forever.

Once she was gone, I got dressed, straightened the bed, and pulled out my phone. It was after midnight, and from looking atthe social media posts, I could see the party had doubled in size. How long would I have to stay to make it not obvious I’d bailed early? A giddy, light feeling took over as I walked to the door to go find her. Everything felt like it clicked into place, and I finally understood how my parents felt. That I could have what they had too.

Today had been a whirlwind of emotions. Waiting to hear my name called during the draft was physically painful, and the only thing that made it bearable was Piper, who somehow topped what was supposed to be the biggest day of my life. One kiss from her and I knew it was all over. Nothing would ever compare to having her in my arms. The scent of apples filling my lungs, the sweet taste of strawberries on my tongue. For years, I’d been denying myself, but giving in was the best thing I’d ever done. Looking back, it was inevitable. I wasn’t sure I’d ever truly believed I could stay away from her. Not when she looked at me with wide, clear eyes straight into my soul, like she knew every part of me. I didn’t deserve her—hell, no one did—but I had the rest of my life to change that.

I stepped out of the room, intent on finding her, but a large weight slammed into my side, sending me hurtling into the wall. A strangled groan slipped from my lips, and I struggled to take a breath, anger rippling through me before my stomach dropped out.

“You fucking bastard!” Marcus’s enraged face stared back at me.

“Hey, it’s not like that.” He wasn’t supposed to find out like this. Not at some fucking party with me sneaking out of a guest room.

“She’s my sister!” he growled.

“Fuck…it’s different. I’m different with her.” I stood and interlaced my fingers on top of my head. I needed him to understand. “I love—”

“I trusted you.” Marcus’s fist connected with my jaw, sending me stumbling back.

I grabbed his shoulders and held his hands in place, pleading with him. “You trusted me to keep her safe, and I will,” I promised.

“Safe?” he laughed, but there was no amusement in his tone. “You think you’re safe?” He pushed me off him. “You are nothing but a fuckboy, and you’ll be nothing but a fuckboy. How dare you? Haven’t you wrecked enough girls?”

I flinched back, and pain radiated through my chest. He was right. I’d fucked up, but this was different. She was different.

Marcus took a step forward. “What, you don’t think I noticed? How you let them fall for you first? How they obsess over you until you cut them free?”

“It’s not like that.” Frustration grew in my chest.

“You’re right, it’s not, because you’re not going anywhere fucking near her.”

Anger burned under my skin, and I spun him until he slammed into the wall. “I’m not asking you, Marcus. Don’t fuck with this.”

Marcus spit in my face and shrugged out of my hold. “You are such an asshole.”

He headed toward the stairs, and I grabbed his arm, halting him, hoping to God he could read the honesty in my expression. “I know how special she is. I would never do anything to hurt her. You’ve got to believe after all this time that I wouldn’t do that to her. To either of you.” Pain ripped through me like my ribs were being torn apart. “I love her, and I’ll fight for her, Marcus. Even if that means fighting you.”

A deep frown marred his face, anger rippling off him in waves, and he nodded. “You’ll lose.”

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