After the Ex Games

By: J. S. Cooper & Helen Cooper

Acknowledgments



First off, I want to thank all the readers who have fallen in love with Brandon Hastings and Greyson Twining. These characters really came to life because of your love for them and I hope you enjoy this book.

Secondly, I want to thank Laura D for reminding me to write from the heart. Your feedback and support is always so helpful and I never would have written The Ex Games without your words.

Thirdly, I have to thank Katrina and Tanya for reading chapter by chapter and giving me the confidence to keep writing the series.

Fourthly, I’d like to thank my proofreader Mickey for always being supportive of my writing, even when I’m late with the book.

Fifthly, I’d love to thank all of my J. S. Cooper Indie Agents for providing me with love, support and feedback with every book I release.

And last, but not least, I have to thank God for all of his blessings. I love writing and I’m blessed to have readers that enjoy the words I put to paper.





Prologue

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The games people play can be heartbreaking and devastating. When it comes to love, the truth can make you or break you. And sometimes it can do both. Sometimes the truth is all we need to set us free. I wasn’t out for revenge. I was searching for the truth. Only the truth can destroy lives. I have the power to destroy as I’ve been destroyed. Only I’m not quite sure what I’m going to do. All I know is that I want to make him pay. He will pay for what he has done to me. One way or another, he will pay. I will be the undoing of him.





Part I





Chapter One

Brandon





"Brandon, I'm telling you that you need to step in." Her voice was urgent as she spoke to me. "She's in danger and it's your fault. If you don't do anything, I don't know what will happen." She hung up before I could say anything else, and I ran my hands through my hair as I thought about what she had said. My heart was racing, and I could feel the cold sweat of fear building up in my temple. It had been a long time since I’d spoken to Patsy, and I wasn’t happy to be hearing from her now.

I should have known that my happily ever after wasn't going to be that easy. One would think that waiting seven years for the love of my life to come back to me would mean that our eventual reunion   would be nothing but smooth sailing for the rest of our lives. However, nothing was ever smooth or simple for me.

I stared at the phone in my hand for a few seconds before putting it into my pocket. I had no idea how I was going to break the news to Katie. Our wedding was supposed to be in one month, but if Katie found out the truth, I wasn't sure if the wedding would still go forward at all. I’d wanted to marry her right away, but now I wondered if I was going to get to marry her at all.

I wasn’t sure if Katie could take any more secrets. Not right now. Not with all the revelations that had come forward recently. I knew she was still pretty upset about the incident in the bar. Even I knew that it had been slightly out of line, but I hadn’t been able to stop myself. Every fiber of my being had wanted to show that bartender that Katie was mine—all mine—and no one was going to get in my way. I wasn’t going to let my past stop me from living out the future I had planned. I didn’t care what I had to do. If Greyson Twining thought he had heard the last of me, he was in for a rude awakening—old school friend or not.

Greyson and I had gone through boarding school and college together. We were both the sons of prominent businessmen and we’d both rebelled against the status quo of our environments and what had been expected of us. We had decided to start the club when we were seniors in high school, though we’d actually started it when we were freshmen in college.

“We should start a secret club.” Greyson had been intense as he’d stared at me in the dorm we’d shared. “It will be exclusive and private and we can do whatever we want when we want.”

“Isn’t exclusive basically the same thing as private?” I raised an eyebrow at him.

“We need to create the rules.” He ignored my comment, his blue eyes alive with excitement. “First rule is that no one joins without both of us consenting.”

“Joins what?”

“Our club,” he muttered, exasperated. “We can call it the private club.”

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