Page 110 of His Hungry Wolf

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Page 110 of His Hungry Wolf

“I’m not a famous football player,” he said quickly.

“Hell yeah, he’s famous. There ain’t anybody who doesn’t know who he is,” Dan said proudly.

I looked at Cage for his reaction. Cage looked back at me and chuckled uncomfortably.

“Not everyone knows who I am.”

“Name me one person who doesn’t,” Dan challenged.

He gave me a knowing smile. “Quin, you want a drink? I think you need a drink. Follow me.”

“Good meeting you, Quin,” Dan said before wandering off.

“So, you’re a quarterback?”

“Didn’t you hear? I’m not just a quarterback, I’m the team,” Cage said with self-deprecation.

I laughed. “I heard. Are you going to go pro? I have a couple of uncles who played in the NFL.”

Cage looked back at me with surprise. “Do you?”

“Yeah. I mean, they’re family friends. So, you know, “uncles”,” I clarified.

“Did they like it?”

“Playing for the NFL?”

“Yeah.”

“I guess so. You excited about getting drafted?”

“Sure,” Cage said half-heartedly before turning to pump beer into two red cups.

“You don’t sound excited.”

“No. It’s great. I can’t wait for it. It’s, ah, everything I’ve been working towards,” he said handing me a cup and holding up his to cheers with mine. “To new friends.”

I touched his cup and took a drink. “This beer is awful,” I said looking down at my cup.

Cage laughed. “No, tell me what you really think.”

“I mean that it’s not very good,” I explained.

Cage laughed louder. When he stopped he stared into my eyes. God did I want to kiss him.

“I suppose if I ask you if you’re having fun yet, you’ll tell me the truth.”

“I’m having fun,” I said moving closer in case he did want to kiss me.

Cage watched me with a devilish look in his eyes. I could have sworn that he was about to move his lips towards mine when he said, “Why don’t I introduce you to a few more people.”

“More people? I’ve already met two. How many more people can a person meet in a night?”

“Haha. A few more than that,” he said slipping his hand around my shoulders and leading me away.

Feeling his touch made every part of me tingle. I felt like such a little guy in his arms. He was so big and strong. I couldn’t believe that I had met someone like him. I couldn’t believe that he was acting like he was into me. Could a guy like him be into guys?

Thinking about it set something off in me that I could barely control. It was the part of me that I fought to repress. It was fighting to get out. I knew I should have been doing everything to resist it, but I didn’t want to. With it came a sense of power I had never felt before. I liked it. It made me feel… strong.




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