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“Ignore Micah.” Gage gave me a squeeze. “He’s just amped up from that interception he ran in for a touchdown. It’s not often that the defense gets to score.”

“Whatever, man. I’m not gonna let you push my buttons when I had a great fucking game, and we’re headed out to celebrate.” Micah shook his head.

“You totally missed the perfect chance to give him a hard time about robbing the cradle,” Sylas muttered as they walked away.

Gage sighed as he guided me out of the room to where his SUV was parked in the players’ lot.

Although I had turned twenty-one over the summer, I still hadn’t gone clubbing. Russell, Ridley, Phyllis, and Brandy took me out to a bar for my first round of drinks back home, but I’d only had one celebratory shot and a cocktail before Russell declared that I’d reached my limit. I’d already had a slight buzz,but I couldn’t admit that because giving my brothers an inch meant they’d take a mile. So I’d ordered another drink and regretted the decision the following morning.

After that experience, hitting the clubs just didn’t seem as though it would be my thing. But going with Gage and his friends to celebrate the Nighthawks winning their last preseason game sounded like a lot of fun, so I was looking forward to our night out.

The only thing dimming my excitement was Percy’s attitude during the game. Something that Gage noticed during the drive to The End Zone.

Reaching out to interlace our fingers, he asked, “Did Sylas’s crack about me robbing the cradle bother you?”

I shook my head. “No, I’m not worried about what people think about the ten years between us. When you really think about it, it’s not even that big of an age gap.”

“Then what’s on your mind, baby?”

Heaving a deep sigh, I explained, “Percy was ice cold to me today…for the entire three and a half hours we were in the press box. It was weird. And very uncomfortable.”

“Shit, I’m sorry.” He reached over to give my hand a comforting squeeze. “Try not to worry too much about him. I already talked to Cole about there potentially being an issue with him after we bumped into him at the elevator. He said you don’t have anything to be concerned about.”

“Really?” I slumped in my seat as relief coursed through my system.

“Yeah, he’s gonna talk to him about whatever the hell his issue is with us dating. Cole will smooth things over,” he assured me.

“Thanks for being so observant and taking care of things so quickly.” I beamed a smile at him. “I definitely owe you one.”

“Hold that thought.” He winked at me as he turned into the club’s parking lot. “You can show your appreciation for me when we get home.”

“Thank goodness I said we were only coming for one drink.” I pressed my thighs together to ease the achy need in my core. “Now I wish we’d passed on the invite so we could just head straight back to your place.”

“Our place, if you’d just agree to move in with me,” he pointed out.

“It’s not even been half a day, and you said you’d give me as much time as I needed to decide,” I chided him with a mock glare.

“I also said I would do my best to convince you.”

He pulled into a spot but reversed right back out of it to exit the parking lot again. Twisting around to look out the back window, I asked, “Where are you going?”

“Back to my place so I can get a jump-start on that persuasion.”

The sensual promise in his deep voice was enough to convince me, but I still asked, “What about your friends? They’re expecting us.”

He shrugged. “If they ask, I can honestly say we only stayed for a little bit, and they must’ve missed us.”

“Way to put your geeky mind to work. Now hurry.”

10

GAGE

We’d barely hit any red lights, but it still felt as though it took forever to get back home. Once inside the apartment, we left a trail of clothes behind us as we kissed and undressed all the way to the bedroom. We were naked by the time we reached the bed, and I dropped to my knees in front of Rory, put one of her legs over my shoulder, and licked her pussy from bottom to top.

“Gage!” Her legs shook, and I knew she would struggle to stay upright, so I gripped her hips and kept her steady on her foot.

I inhaled deeply, then lapped at her juices a few times before plunging my tongue into her channel. “Always so fucking wet for me,” I mumbled before circling her clit with the tip of my tongue as I inserted one digit into her slippery hole. “Fuck,” I grunted as she clenched my finger. “So damn tight. Sometimes I’m shocked that you manage to take all of me.” I added a second finger and nipped at her thigh. “But this pussy was made for me, wasn’t it, baby?”

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