Page 23 of Dangerously Yours

I, along with the others, hadn’t been too sure about whether things would work out for our friend and the daughter of a friend. So far, they were still in that honeymoon phase of their relationship. Gabriel and Harper had been destined to be together since childhood. Now, even Callum had found someone, and I couldn’t help but wonder who would be next.

Daxon would likely take the plunge next. Romeo and I were too busy with football, and using our celebrity status in both athletic and social circles to settle down with anyone. I had a small lull in my professional career, but that would all change in a few months when the rigorous grind of training camp arrived. It was even more of a reason that I should be out right now fucking my way back through my black book of sorts, yet I was tagging along with a friend and his girl for reasons that escaped me.

No, they didn’t escape me. I had actually volunteered to come back here with them because someone else lived in this building. Lucy Davis. The two of us had fucked that night I had made us dinner, and I had been unable to stop thinking about her since. Lulu was not the type of woman I would ever have gone for before, but there was something about her. Maybe it was the fact that she had recently gotten a raw hand when it came to her asshole ex-husband, or maybe it was because she was so different than those starlets and socialites I tended to take to bed.

There was no need to wonder if she was with me for popularity or status. Lulu might be divorced from Cade Davis, but we all still considered her Titan royalty. There was little to gain from being with me other than the pleasure I could bring her. And that I did. Fuck, I had jacked off more than once reliving the way she shattered for me on her counter. I had wanted to call her a half dozen times, but I stopped myself because I had no idea what I would even say to her. Most of our other encounters had all been random, and I secretly hoped I would see her in the hallway here today like I had that one day.

“Are you coming?” Callum asked, and I realized the two of them had exited the vehicle already while I had been lost in thoughts about Lulu.

“Yeah,” I said, then exited the Porsche SUV.

“Something seems off with you today, Noah. Are you sure that you’re okay?” My friend asked, the concern in his voice coming through.

“Yeah. I’ve just had a few things on my mind. Don’t worry about me, though. Focus on your woman.”

Callum chuckled. “There’s nothing I enjoy more than that.”

Nicole leaned in and the two kissed, causing me to roll my eyes. I actually felt like I had been transported back to high school. I wasn’t in the halls of Rushton Academy, and Cal and Nicole were not Gabe and Harper. I was also a grown man who should’ve been anywhere but here right now. Or maybe I was wrong about that. As we got into the elevator, a young boy I knew well from the society pages came rushing toward the elevator. I quickly held the open button so he could get inside, then watched the way his eyes widened when recognition dawned.

“Holy Moley. You’re Noah Capshaw,” he said, his voice full of awe. I had remembered my own encounters with the players whose posters I would put on my wall during my own youth.

“I am, and you’re Zachary Davis?” I asked.

“Y-You know who I am?” The kid sounded incredulous, and the excitement over that was something I commonly would see when we would visit the different schools in the city, or throw events for them to meet the players.

“I’m a friend of your m... of your parents,” I said, quickly correcting myself.

“Wow. Could you autograph something for me?”

I saw his plea, then realized this was the ‘in’ that I needed.

“Sure. Do you have a marker?”

“I have a pen,” Nicole offered up, until I looked over at her and Callum. My friend said something to her, and she giggled. “Actually, I think I left it on the plane.”

“I don’t have one, either,” Callum said, and Zachary looked crestfallen.

“Do you have one at home?” I asked the boy, and his face perked right up.

“Yes. You would come to sign something there?”

“Absolutely.” The elevator stopped on his floor, and I turned to my friends.

“I’ll meet you both downstairs in about fifteen minutes.”

I exited the elevator and followed Zachary to a place I had come to know better in recent weeks. He quickly unlocked the door, and his mother’s voice greeted him immediately. The way their penthouse was set up, there was a long foyer between the front door and entertaining area, so she didn’t see me right away.

“Is that you, Zach?”

Her voice was so smoky, and sensual. I wanted to hear it cry out my name again as I pushed deep inside of her. I would make her come, then flip her over. I would take her from behind, as I sank even deeper. I would?—

“Mom, Mom. You’ll never believe who I ran into, and he’s here to sign an auto?—”

“Who?” She asked, the tone of her voice changing as her maternal instincts kicked in. By this time, the two of us had cleared the foyer, and I almost chuckled at the shock on her face when she saw me. “Noah?”

“Yes, and I need to go get a marker.” He then turned to me. “I’ll be right back.”

“No hurry,” I told him, then when he bounded down the hallway, I turned my attention to Lulu.

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