Page 28 of Endgame

Lila ran her hands through his hair, her nails scratching the buzzed sides just how he liked. “So it wasn’t just the bastard on the field. It was your dad being here too.”

“Yeah.”

Lila leaned in to kiss him gently then reached back and undid the clasp of her necklace. She fastened it around King’s neck. “To remind you that you are not your father. You’re a king.”

His eyes felt suspiciously glassy. “La, I—” But then the sounds of the game ending pulled them out of the moment, and Lila jumped off of him quickly as he pulled off the condom and tucked himself back into his shorts.

“There’s a side door over there,” King whispered, kissing her quickly. “It’ll put you on the east side of the field.”

“I guess we can check locker room sex off the list,” she said softly with a mischievous smile. “And you owe me a new pair of tights, Spencer. See you at your place.” Lila happily skipped out the door, taking his obliterated heart with her as she went.

Chapter 15

February 28

LILA: Nice of you to not only replace my tights but to throw in those lacy extras as well. Wanna see me wearing them later? Maybe 8ish?

KING: Hell yes.

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March 1

KING: Tonight. Pink lace.

LILA: What’s the magic word?

KING: Ten

LILA: ???

KING: The minimum number of times I’m planning on making you come. If you wear the pink lace.

LILA: FINE. *smirk*

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March 2

LILA: Note to self: pink lace is always a good idea.

KING: Told you, La.

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March 3

LILA: Late night at work, gonna crash at home.

KING: *thumbs down*

LILA: I’ll make it up to you, I promise.

KING: It’s cool.

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March 4

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