endgame

"I huff out an uncomfortable breath. There is no reality where I want Jake to know what we're doing. I already feel like I'm in the getaway car trying to create distance from the mess I created in June. I don't want to know what he would say if he knew that I am voluntarily returning to the scene of the crime. Or that each time his hands touch my body-just like they were thirty minutes ago-I can feel the memories like a flame on my skin in the shape of Cal's fingerprints. One that I use the feeling like a trophy, something I keep only for myself. He would be disgusted if he knew I pull it out when I'm alone, letting myself relive the infidelity over and over again."

After a year of being given fluff pieces, Alyssa Whitman is finally ready to leave her mark on the campus newspaper. What starts as another story about the football team's star player though, quickly turns sinister as Alyssa uncovers a dark truth.

The only thing Callan Quinn loves more than football is a challenge, and he's had his eye on Alyssa since the first night he saw her. The only hope he has for getting closer to her lies with their group of friends.

Together, they soon find out that when you're playing the game, no one can be trusted.