Page 89 of A Game Of Love

Her brows jump as she reads it, then I see the text bubbles.

My everything: I’m sure you could. But so can my boyfriends.

Shaking my head with a grin on my face and a warm fuzzy feeling, I tuck my phone into my pocket and make my way over to her.

“Who are you texting?” I ask when I get to her.

Her head pops up, surprise in her eyes followed by something that has my heart racing. She’s happy to see me. Fuck, that’s a good feeling.

“No one. Some creep was texting me. Asking to hang out. Can you believe that?” she scoffs.

“Oh really?” I growl in a playful tone. “And what did you say to him?”

“That my big scary hockey player boyfriends are going to kick his ass.”

“Yeah?” I grin. “What did he say about that?”

She huffs and rolls her eyes. “Said he could take you. Also said he had a wicked tongue! Like, rude much.”

Leaning in as close as I can get without drawing attention, I whisper, “We both know my tongue can do so much better. But maybe I’ll show you later, couldn’t hurt for a little reminder.”

Her eyes flash with heat, her tongue peaking out to wet her lips. My cock twitches in response.

“No. A reminder couldn’t hurt,” she whispers, breathing just a little bit faster than a moment before. I love how much I affect her. The desire for me is bright in her eyes.

“Later. Right now, we study.”

Her lower lip pokes out. “Ugh, no more learning.”

I laugh, wrapping my arm around her shoulder. “I know it sucks. But sometimes we gotta adult.”

“I don’t wanna adult,” she grumbles.

“I know. Me either. But I have a game tonight. So, I want to get this studying in before we get too busy all weekend.”

“That's right!“ she squeals excitedly. “I almost forgot. How are you feeling? Are you nervous, excited?”

“A little bit of both,” I admit. The bright sun beams down on us as we walk out of the building and onto a pathway leading to the massive library on campus.

“What‘s wrong?” she asks, sensing the hesitation in my tone.

I sigh heavily. “I’m worried. I don’t want to let the team down. They don’t seem to be as pissed off at me as they were before. But I did fuck up big time. Plus, Jonas has been doing a good job. We won the first game and were so close in the second. What if I suck tonight, and we lose?”

Lilly grabs my hand and tugs me around a building and out of the public eye.

I’m surprised by her strength as she shoves me up against the wall.

This side of Lilly is new. And really fucking hot. The way she pulled both Bishop and me aside in the fun house, got down on her knees, and sucked our cocks was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen in my life.

Right now, there’s a similar look in her eye.Is she going to suck me off right now?I mean, I don’t think I’d be able to say no if she did. Not that I’d want to say no. This woman can do whatever the fuck she wants to me.

“Listen to me, Tobias Munro. You are an amazing player. And the team knows it. They need it. Jonas will have his time to shine next year. But this year is your last. Enjoy it. Shine like the bright fucking star you are, and I’ll be in the stands cheering my ass off for you.”

“Fucking hell, Lilly,” I growl. I love this woman so damn much. The ferocity of her faith in me blows my mind. But it’s also the boost I need. “How are you so damn perfect?”

“I’m not perfect. No one is.” She shakes her head.

Grabbing her shoulders, I flip us around, pushing her up against the wall as I tower over her, blocking her from the world. “I love you, Lilly. In my eyes, you are perfect. Even the parts of you that aren’t are to me. You can do no wrong in my eyes. Because in yours, I can’t, and you have no fucking idea how much that faith you have in me means to me.”

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