Summary:

“‘We can’t do this anymore.’ He watches as Shane freezes in front of him, his chest, neck and shoulders still littered with the evidence of Ilya’s hands and lips and teeth all over him. Fuck his release is most definitely dripping out of Shane right now, yet he’s doing this. He has to do this. ‘What are you talking about?’ ‘It’s been fun, but I think we should move on. Stop doing this, what we’ve been doing.’ ‘Move on.’ ‘Yes. Is that not right saying?’” —Shane doesn’t get hurt during the Montreal game, and Ilya goes through with the plan he had to break up with him.