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Lennox grumbled all the way to the back exit, where I handed him off to a bouncer to escort him to his car. It was late, and the team owner was a fucking billionaire, so we forced him to have security in and around the club.
Smiling to myself, I decided to hit the bar before heading back up to the team’s private area. There was no need to make someone wait on me when I was already by the bar.
Besides the lack of crowds in the VIP section, I really appreciated the soundproofing that allowed us to have conversations without screaming at each other.
The music blared as I wound my way through the high-top tables, avoiding the edges of the dance floor in the center of the space since there were often jersey chasers just waiting on the fringes, ready to pounce the second they spotted a player or coach. Sometimes they would even settle for the freaking water boy.
One of the bartenders spotted me when I reached the end of the bar and lifted her chin in acknowledgment. “Usual?” she mouthed, and I nodded.
She was in the middle of what looked to be a big order, so I turned to look out at the crowd while I waited. I scanned the room, people-watching, but barely paid them much attention.
“Coach!”
Three of my players, Micah, Huck, and Raiden, ambled up to the bar, all of them grinning jubilantly, clearly still on a high from winning our game.
“Boys,” I greeted them with a matching smile.
We shot the shit for a couple of minutes, but after they’d ordered their drinks, Micah’s attention strayed, and he slowly took a few steps back, looking off to the side.
“Uh, I see someone I need to meet,” he mumbled before spinning around and marching in the direction he’d been focused on.
My brow rose while Huck and Raiden laughed. “Mrs. Right?” Raiden guessed.
Huck shrugged. “Probably just another Mrs. Right Now.”
Their comments surprised me because Micah had never struck me as the manwhore type. In fact, I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen a girl with him at a game. I thought I knew my guys pretty well, so it irritated me that I could have missed the mark with him.
“Is he that much of a player?” I queried.
Raiden shook his head. “The opposite, actually. Micah is determined to find his happily ever after.”
“Ah,” I replied, satisfied that I hadn’t misread Micah.
“But I’ve never seen him go past a conversation and actually go out on a date with any of these women,” Huck chuckled. “Which is why I dubbed them ‘Mrs. Right Now.’”
“Well, well…what do you know…” Raiden mumbled, staring toward where Micah had disappeared into the throngs of people. “This is new.”
Huck craned his neck, searching to find whatever had caused Raiden’s shock. “Is he…? Are they headed to the dance floor?”
Raiden grinned. “She must be pretty fucking special.”
Curious now, I moved to stand closer to them and followed their line of sight. I spotted Micah’s head above the crowd, moving in toward the center of the room. Since I was well over six feet, I could see the woman he led toward the dance floor. She was on the taller side too, although she was probably elevated from wearing heels.
She had a willowy frame, and my hands itched to explore her gentle curves. Deep red hair was piled on top of her head, exposing the elegant slope of her neck and bare shoulders. She wore a champagne-colored top with spaghetti straps and was covered with sequins that shimmered in the spotlights. I frowned when she moved, and the back of the shirt split open, revealing a sliver of pale skin. My attention was quickly diverted from her display of too much skin when I caught sight of a firm, round ass in skintight leather leggings.
They hugged her shapely legs all the way down to her ankles, and my cock jerked at the fuck-me gold stilettos on her feet.
It had been longer than I could remember since I’d found myself interested enough in a woman to ask her on a date, much less have such a strong, visceral reaction to some red hair, a spectacular ass, and heels that I wanted digging into my back while I pounded into this siren’s pussy.
I was already halfway to the dance floor before realizing I was moving. My gut clenched when Micah tugged on her hand to bring her closer and said something that caused her to drop her head back and laugh. The husky sound went straight to my balls, and I picked up my pace.
Just as I reached them, she turned to face him, and I had to blink several times to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Perfection like that wasn’t possible…was it?
Big green eyes, surrounded by thick, dark lashes, twinkled as she peered up at Micah. Cute freckles dusted over her nose and cheeks, making her shiny pink lips stand out as they curved into a beautiful smile.
Her top sparkled when she laughed, drawing my eyes to her hint of cleavage, and my mouth watered when her full, perky tits bounced. They would fill my hands perfectly, just like the slight roundness of her hips, and her long legs would feel amazing wrapped around me.
She noticed me when I was only a few steps away and froze, her mouth forming a cute little O. There was a keen intelligence in her eyes, but something about her was innocent, and it made me confident in assuming that she wasn’t a jersey chaser.
