End Game
It was fucking crazy.
I looked over to my desk, staring at the open laptop. Zaire's gorgeous face stared back at me. It was the photo from last season's championship game, the one where he was drenched in rain, his helmet in his hand, and his brown skin looking absolutely mesmerizing under the drizzling rain. And that fucking smile?
My God, what I would do for him to smile at me like that.
"You are daydreaming again. God, Zaire Gibson, what have you done to my little brother!" Maggie laughed, throwing her head back.
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