Jocking Jameson (Face-Off Legacy/Campus Kings 4)

Jamie shoves his hands into his hoodie pockets, biting the inside of his cheek. He does that when he’s nervous. I’ve memorized all of his nervous ticks over the years.

His blue eyes find mine, and when they do, I can’t breathe. There’s so much fire and intensity behind them. “I’ll show you I’m serious,” he says, a grin tugging at his mouth. “Give me time.”

“We graduate in a few weeks. A lot can change by then.”

“I don’t need that much time,” he confesses.

“What do you have in mind?”

He flashes a wicked smirk, a devious look on his handsome face. “I have an idea. Just you wait and see.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Jamie

After begging Shannon to take me back, I rushed over to my dad’s office in Center City. I ride the elevator to the top floor, fly past his secretary, and hurry into his office, slamming the door behind me.

My dad spins around in his leather chair, a confused look on his face. “What’s wrong?” He gets up from the chair and meets me in the center of his oversized office.

“I need your help.”

“Okay, what’s going on?” He leads me over to a small sitting area. A wall of windows spans the entire left side of the room exposing perfect views of the city. “Are you in trouble?”

“No, it’s nothing like that. I need your help with a game I’m working on.”

He lets out a sigh of relief and leans back against the leather couch. “Don’t scare me like that, J. I thought something happened at school. Why did you run in here like it was important?”

“Because it is,” I challenge. “If I don’t get this demo working by next week, I’ll lose my shot.”

“Shot at what?” He seems confused, as he should be.

“With Shannon.”

“What does the game have to do with her?”

“You’ll see.” I drop the bag from my shoulder to the floor and remove my laptop, handing it over for him to see what I’ve been working on.

Something’s missing in my code. If anyone can figure it out, my dad can. Dad studies the code without speaking. We sit in silence for several minutes before he sets my laptop on the glass table in front of us.

“For the most part, it’s pretty sound. I think you have a real winner on your hands with this game. Mind if I make a few changes?”

“Yeah, go ahead. That’s why I’m here. I can’t get the loop to repeat without it stopping here,” I say, pointing at the screen.

He nods. “I can fix it.”

As he turns to look at the computer, I clutch his wrist to steel his attention. “One more thing… I want to talk to you about the merger.”

He clears his throat, his expression darkening. “What about it?”

“I was planning to come work for you after graduation, but now I don’t know if it’s the right move.”

“Why? Because of Cecelia?”

“Yes. I can’t work for her dad. And I can’t work with her. Not anymore. She’s the reason Shannon broke up with me,” I admit. “Cece is toxic, and she had something to do with the merger. What does her dad have on you? None of this makes sense. You don’t need the money, so why sell to Carmichael?”

Dad lets out the breath of air he was holding and sinks into the leather, glancing out the window to avoid my gaze. “It’s a long story.”

“Please don’t tell me Cece’s right. I know you didn’t copy Diablo and Doom.”

His head snaps in my direction. A nasty look scrolls across his face. “What are you talking about? I didn’t copy from anyone. The Fallen Universe is mine. I created it while I was in college and then expanded on it after I met your mother.”

“Isn’t that what she has on you? There’re a lot of similarities between your games and some of the classics.”

He shakes his head. “The same can be said about most video games. If you look close enough, every game has at least one thing in common with another. You can’t exactly reinvent the wheel, only come up with your own version. The merger has nothing to do with my games.” He waves off my concern. “I’m merging with 10X Games because it will take our company from three billion to over twenty after we launch our first joint game.”

“But you don’t care about money.”

“I don’t, never did. But I have shareholders who do care, and they voted for the merger. I had no say in the matter.”

“How did you vote?” I ask.

“I voted yes. If I hadn’t, the board would’ve removed me as CEO.”

“But it’s your company,” I whisper.

“That’s the problem with taking a company public. The board controls everything. They can replace me if they want. If I hadn’t voted in favor of the merger, I would have been doing our shareholders a disservice. The board could’ve made a case that I’m an incompetent CEO.”