Within a few seconds, a few cameras go off, but nothing exaggerated. One of them comes up closer and asks politely for us to stop and take a picture. I’m a little surprised by how nice he was that I found myself stopping and nodding at him.
I’m so used to how we see paparazzi and reporters in movies that I expected them to be aggressive. I guess at the end of the day, they’re just humans trying to make a living for themselves.
“One last outing before preseason?” he asks with a smile.
“Something like that. We wanted to treat our girl to a nice night before the season starts,” Noah says with a nod.
The guy’s brows skyrocket as he registers Noah’s words. “And may I ask who this young lady with you tonight is?”Damn, if all reporters could be this nice, celebrities might not be so against them.
“This is Veronica Masters,” Gabe starts, turning his head to me with a wide grin. “Ourgirlfriend.”
And just like that, the news was out, and cameras started flashing galore with questions being shouted at us from every angle. Noah quickly turns us back toward the door and ignores the rest of their questions, walking us in.
After two hours of fine dining, as they call it, we’re finally walking out of the restaurant. And I’m guessing news traveled fast because there are even more reporters waiting outside, and they instantly begin to take our pictures the second we hit the carpeted walkway. Thank God the valet shows up quickly with our car, and we get to jump in and drive off within the next few minutes.
The restaurant was beyond chic, clearly made for the rich and famous. I almost felt out of place with my tattoos, piercings, and crazy-colored hair. But with all the thirsty male eyes that turned my way as we were led to our table, that feeling quickly evaporated.
There’s something satisfying about gaining all male attention in a room, although the women accompanying them didn’t seem too pleased. Neither did Noah and Gabe. I could feel their jealousy radiating off them as Noah walked me down to our table, with his hand at the small of my back. Which was then followed by Gabe taking out my chair and kissing my cheek as I sat down.
We sat at a circular table with both my men reaching across the table to kiss my hand and show any form of affection possible while in public. We had a great time, despite feeling a lot of eyes on us, but once again, it was expected. It’s not every day you go to a restaurant and spot three people having a romantic dinner together.
“Well, that was something,” I say, giggling from the back seat.
“Yeah, we’ll definitely be all over the tabloids by morning.” Gabe laughs.
Noah looks back, between the seats. “Did you have a good time at least?”
I reach in front and put my hand on his shoulder. “I did; it was amazing, and everything was delicious. Thank you for taking me there.” I smile, but a thought lingers in my mind.
Noah smirks as he assesses my features. “But?”God, these two really know me too well.
I sigh. “I’m starving! All the portions were so small! I swear it was like they ran out of food and divided everything into eighths. Can we please stop at McDonald’s or something and get some food that will stuff my little belly? Please, please, pleeeease?”
“She’s right, for the price we paid, I would have expected to be full by the end of the night.” Noah turns to Gabe. “What do you say, health nut? Want to give yourself an extra cheat day for your month?”
Gabe groans, throwing his head back against the seat but keeping his eyes on theroad. “That’s like the unhealthiest thing in the world. I feel like I’m being punished for breaking a rule when you know we’ve been careful.”
“I know, baby. But I don’t think I can wait for us to get home and make something. I need to eat now, like right now. Please?” I grab onto both his shoulders. “If you say yes, we’ll spend all day in bed tomorrow, and I’ll let you do anything you want to me. I’ll let you live out your dirtiest, darkest fantasies.” I waggle my brow.
He laughs. “That does sound pretty tempting.”
“Come on, say yes. Anything for me?” I pout my lip and flutter my eyelashes.
He turns his head quickly and looks at me, and instantly, I know I’ve won. A heavy sigh leaves his lips, his left hand coming up to rest above mine that’s still on his shoulder. “Anything for you, Vixen.”
Half an hour later, my belly is full, and I am well and truly satisfied. We’re finally home from our long and exciting day, and I’m more than ready to get into bed. But there’s still one more thing I want to do before that.
I walk over to Blubber, who sleeps soundly in his little heated kitty home, and kiss his head. He stretches his paw out and purrs with content. When I stand up and turn around, I find both men watching me closely.
I rotate to the side, giving them a profile view of myself, and slowly bend in half. Keeping my legs straight, I reach down to my ankles and unstrap my heels. When I’m done, I come back up the same way I went down and kick off my heels. Flicking my hair over my shoulder, I face them once more and leisurely make my way to them, swaying my hips from side to side. I glide my fingernails across Gabe’s chest, then over to Noah’s, who stands at his side.
Rounding his body, I grab one lapel and then the other once I’m standing behind him. Slowly slipping his jacket down his arms, I throw it over to the back of the couch once it’s off. I go over to Gabe, taking the exact same steps and placing it beside Noah’s. I turn to them and take their hands in mine, walking backwards toward the stairs.
“No rules tonight. I promise I won’t punish you for this tomorrow.” I release their hands only long enough to face the stairs, then head up with my men behind me.
Once in the room, they stop as I take an extra step toward the bed. I face them once more, reaching back to unclip the strap at the back of my dress, then let the thin shoulder straps slip down my arms. The dress pools at my feet, leaving my body in only a tiny excuse for panties. Their eyes hood and fill with lust as I slowly walk up to them, placing a hand on each of their chests.
“I want to try something new tonight.”
