Jude (A Cocky Cage Fighter Novel Book 2) by Lane Hart Read Free Book Online Page B

than anything. So don't you dare talk yourself out of it, or I swear to God I will knee you so hard that you'll never need to wear another cup again."
    My eyes fly open at the same time my eyebrows shoot up toward the sky after hearing the tiny woman's very unexpected threat to my boys. But damn if I don't love hearing about how turned on she is. I really like seeing this unexpected, sexy, aggressive side of Sadie, showing me she's just as desperate for me as I am for her.     
    "Okay?" she asks, unfortunately removing her hands from me. After I swallow down a groan, I give a nod, and then she turns around and strolls back to the ballroom. My eyes stay glued to her ass until it’s out of sight.
    All right, now what was I going to do? Oh yeah, call Page.
    Pulling my phone out of my pocket I head to the lobby then out the front sliding doors for a little privacy. Dialing her up, I listen to the rings, hoping she'll answer. It isn't that late, so hopefully she won't bitch about me waking up Xavier.
    Thankfully, she answers. “Hey, Jude! How's the prom?"
    "Page, I'm in need of some urgent legal advice, so I want your assurance that this conversation is attorney-client privileged."
    "Um...sure. Your brother's distracted with some scary movie at the moment. What's up? "
    "Good. So, what exactly is the age of consent in this state?"
    "Sixteen, why?" she asks, then as understanding dawned she must’ve answered her own question when she exclaimed, " Ohhhh !"
    "Tell me I'm stupid, and that this is a hundred kinds of wrong, so that I won't go through with it," I beg her. I wait for her response, and then wait some more. " Page? "
    "I'm here...I'm just...thinking."
    "Let me know what you're thinking!" I yell into the phone. My hard as a rock cock is losing its patience, and quickly making me lose my mind.
    "Okay, so Sadie's what, eighteen now?" Page asks.
    "Yeah."
    "You're only three, soon to be four, years older, about the same difference as me and Jax."
    I let out some of the collected air in my lungs. Okay, that makes me feel a little better.
    "And you're sure you're ready to...go all the way with her after waiting so long?" Page asks.
    "Fuck yes."
    She laughs before asking a follow up. "And do you know if it'll it be her first time, too?"
    "I'm pretty sure it won't be," I reply after remembering what all that jackass had said. Although, I sort of owe that bastard because there's no way I'd be considering going upstairs if I thought she was still a virgin.        
    "Well then, what are you waiting for?" she asks. "Go become a man."
    "Hey!" I exclaim in offense. "You don’t think I'm, I don't know, moving too fast?"
    "It's not like you just met tonight. You've known each other for years. And I'm willing to bet you don't intend to make this a one-night-only deal."
    Jesus Christ, I want it to be more than just tonight. More like every night. Is that a likely outcome? It won't be easy with Coach.
    "Of course I want more than one night with her. Do you think she'd go for that?" I ask, then cringe. "Strike that last question from the record, counselor. I sound like a fucking chick. But what about Coach? He'll kill me."
    "She's legally an adult and can make her own decisions, so forget what he'll say."
    Easier said than done, especially since I'm here because of a favor to him.
    "Page, I want to tell you something, but I need you to swear not to tell anyone, not even Jax."
    "I won't."
    "I asked Sadie to prom as a favor to Coach. He begged me, and sort of bribed me to do it for the title fight. She doesn't know about all that."
    Page hisses. "Shoot. That makes things a bit more complicated."
    "Yeah."
    "Jude, you've got to tell her. That you did it as a favor, but now, based on what you're saying, you really like her and want to be with her, right?"
    "Right."
    "Then hang up and go lose your virginity!"
    "All right. Thanks," I say, then I have one other nagging thought. "Wait, how long has the age of consent been sixteen?" I ask