Title: The Endgame Is You
Series: Rixon Raiders #4
Author: L. A. Cotton
Genre: College Sports Romance
Release Date: October 6, 2020
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Play hard ... Fight hard ... Love hard.
The time has come for Cameron, Jason, and Asher to hang up their Rixon Raider jerseys and head off to college with the girls they love.
But will their relationships stand the test of college life, new friendships, and most of all, football?
*The Endgame Is You is a Rixon Raiders Epilogue. It must be read after the other books in the series.
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“She’s always with tutor boy.” I bristled. Darcy’s name was becoming a regular mention in our conversation. I fucking hated it, but it wasn’t like I could complain, not when Asher was right. I was spending more time with the team than Felicity. But it was only for another few weeks. Once the season was over, things would settle. We could be us again. “Dude, you’re not seriously jealous about a guy who enjoys talking about animal science all day?” “You’re forgetting that Felicity also likes talking about that stuff.” “He’s her tutor. You’re her... person.” Cameron chuckled. “He’s right, you know. You and Felicity are going the distance. All couples have highs and lows.” “Well being in a low fucking sucks.” “You’re still... doing it, right?” I gawked at Asher. “What are we, five?” “I’m just trying to help.” He shrugged. “Yeah, well maybe we should change the subject.” Dissecting my relationship with Felicity was making me cranky. “If you make it as one of the Heisman finalists, we can take a trip to New York for the weekend to celebrate.” “Seriously, Ash, the chances of me getting shortlisted are almost non-existent.” I rubbed my jaw. “Still, I’ll ask my old man if we can reserve the penthouse for the weekend. That way, even if you don’t shortlist, we can still go, but it can be a commiseration instead of a celebration.” A shit-eating grin tugged at his mouth. “There’s something very wrong with you,” I grumbled. “But you love me.” Yeah, I did. He might have been like sunshine on a fucking rainy day, but Asher was my best friend. Cameron too. Almost fifteen months had passed since we left Rixon for college, but they were still my guys. Always would be. He pulled out his cell phone and I frowned. “What are you doing?” “Texting my dad.” Cameron smothered a chuckle and I rolled my eyes. “Of course you are.”
“She’s always with tutor boy.” I bristled. Darcy’s name was becoming a regular mention in our conversation. I fucking hated it, but it wasn’t like I could complain, not when Asher was right. I was spending more time with the team than Felicity. But it was only for another few weeks. Once the season was over, things would settle. We could be us again.
“Dude, you’re not seriously jealous about a guy who enjoys talking about animal science all day?”
“You’re forgetting that Felicity also likes talking about that stuff.”
“He’s her tutor. You’re her... person.”
Cameron chuckled. “He’s right, you know. You and Felicity are going the distance. All couples have highs and lows.”
“Well being in a low fucking sucks.”
“You’re still... doing it, right?”
I gawked at Asher. “What are we, five?”
“I’m just trying to help.” He shrugged.
“Yeah, well maybe we should change the subject.” Dissecting my relationship with Felicity was making me cranky.
“If you make it as one of the Heisman finalists, we can take a trip to New York for the weekend to celebrate.”
“Seriously, Ash, the chances of me getting shortlisted are almost non-existent.” I rubbed my jaw.
“Still, I’ll ask my old man if we can reserve the penthouse for the weekend. That way, even if you don’t shortlist, we can still go, but it can be a commiseration instead of a celebration.” A shit-eating grin tugged at his mouth.
“There’s something very wrong with you,” I grumbled.
“But you love me.”
Yeah, I did. He might have been like sunshine on a fucking rainy day, but Asher was my best friend. Cameron too. Almost fifteen months had passed since we left Rixon for college, but they were still my guys.
Always would be.
He pulled out his cell phone and I frowned. “What are you doing?”
“Texting my dad.”
Cameron smothered a chuckle and I rolled my eyes. “Of course you are.”
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Author of over thirty 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 she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.
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 she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.
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