WICKED GAMES (Wicked Bay #4)
BY L A COTTON
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All Maverick Prince ever wanted was to play basketball in college. So starting for the Steinbeck Scorpions should be a dream come true. But not everyone wants to see him succeed. Just because youâre on the same team, doesnât mean you play by the same rules.
Lo Stone thought her life was finally on an even keel. As if being a senior and having to think about her future isnât bad enough, sheâs a stranger in her own house. And the longer she goes without seeing Maverick, the harder it is to ignore the little voice of doubt whispering in her ear.
They thought the games were over, but the war is only just beginning...
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âMaverick?â I gasped at the sight of my boyfriend leaning against the hood of his car. âWhat are youââ
He stalked toward me, buried his hands in my hair, and kissed me. Deep and slow and full of unspoken promises. Our tongues tangled together as he guided me against the side of his car, pressing into me, showing me just how much heâd missed me.
âMaverick,â I murmured, curling my hands into his t-shirt.
âFuck, Iâve missed you,â he breathed between kisses.
When he finally pulled away and stared down at me with those intense eyes of his, my mind cleared. âWhy are you here?â I arched a brow. I wanted to believe it was because he missed me and just had to see me but there was something glittering his eyes.
âI missed you,â he repeated.
His walls slammed up and he narrowed his eyes. I let out a heavy sigh, able to see straight through him. âKyle told you, didnât he?â
âIt should have come from you.â He gave me a pointed look that I felt all the way down to the pit of my stomach.
âThatâs not fair.â I stepped back, running a hand through my hair. âI called last night to tell you and you wereââ
âShit, I know.â He tilted his face skyward and let out a long sigh. âThis, me being away, itâs harder than I thought it would be.â When his eyes met mine again, my shoulders relaxed, the annoyance ebbing away.
âI know. We both just need to give it time.â I slid my fingers through his belt loops, pulling us together. âAnd we both need to relax a little. I canât freak out every time you go to a party and you canât freak out that Iâm working here.â
He stiffened but I yanked harder. âMaverick.â
âI wonât pretend to like it, because I donât.â His dark gaze flicked behind us to Hitters. âBut I trust you, Lo, and I know you need this.â
âThank you.â I leaned up pressing a kiss to his jaw, but Maverick dipped his head, capturing my lips in a breath-taking kiss.
âMaybe we should take this somewhere else,â I whispered. âUnless you have to get back to SU?â
âI donât need to be back until morning. You have me all night.â His voice was thick with need, and it softened something inside of me.
âPerfect. Iâll text my dad and let him know weâll be at the pool house.â
His eyes danced with desire as he kissed me again and then opened the door for me. I slid inside and waited for him. There was so much I wanted to ask but I didnât want to ruin the moment either. So I sat quietly while he drove us back to his house.
âI canât believe youâre here,â I said as he pulled into the drive away and cut the engine.
âI wanted to see you.â
âWanted to or needed to?â
âBoth, I guess,â he admitted, reaching over and sliding his fingers into mine. âIâm not going to lie to you, Lo, I was pissed when Kyle told me about Hitters. But mostly, I was pissed it came from him and not you.â
âMaverick, Iâ youâre right. I should have told you. I should have made you listen. But Gus is good people. And Sarah and Liam seem really nice. And it means I donât have to be there so much.â
His expression softened. Maverick didnât need me to spell it out for him, he knew how hard things had been since Stella and Bethany had moved in a little over a week ago. âCome on, letâs go inside. Weâve missed you.â
âWe?â I asked as I climbed out of the car. Maverick smirked, holding out his hand for me.
âYeah, me and him.â He dropped his eyes to his crotch and I rolled my eyes.
âOh my god, youâre turning into Kyle.â
âI thought you dug that cocky humor he has going for him?â
âGross.â I smacked his arm. âThatâs my cousin youâre taking about.â
âWhen you say it like that...â Maverick grimaced and pulled me into the yard. The Stone-Prince house had become my second home over the summer. Which was weird since I once hated the place and everything it stood for. But now I kind of loved it. Not to mention the fact it housed three of my favourite people.
âShould we go inside and say hello?â I flicked my head to the main house, but Maverick was already pulling me toward the pool house.
âWe can say hello later or in the morning.â
I couldnât hide my smile at that. Even if it was only a flying visit, Maverick was home and didnât want to waste a single second of it.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Edgy. Angsty. Addictive Romance.
Author of mature young adult and new adult novels, L A is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.
Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her spare time (and when sheâs not camped out in front of the laptop) youâll most likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.