A Better Man Book 4
Copyright© 2026 by G Younger
Chapter 33
Young Adult Sex Story: Chapter 33 - A Better Man follows the talented David Dawson, who is brimming with charm, a messed-up love life, and many lessons that go far beyond the playbook. He’s setting the stage for winning the ultimate prize: a national championship. David is pulling out all the stops in his campaign, working his network to build a juggernaut while dealing with business calamities, completing his education, and navigating minefields in his love life.
Caution: This Young Adult Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Romantic Humor School Group Sex Cream Pie Oral Sex Safe Sex Slow
David discovered that the good thing about being stunned repeatedly within twelve hours was that, once he hit a certain point, nothing could faze him anymore.
The sound of her footsteps faltered as she came abreast of him. He turned his head as the scent of her (well, his) mint shampoo washed over him in a sensual rush. Looking up, he collided with her wide-eyed gaze.
’Fuck me,’ David thought.
It’s The Babe. She’d just walked into his reality right out of his best fever dream—that mythical, perfect woman. Tori Rankin had messed up his world order last night, and today, he wasn’t sure where they stood.
“About last night...” Tori began.
“Yeah.”
He felt like a dumbass for that response.
’What the fuck! Use your words.’
“I’ve never experienced anything like that,” David finally managed.
Tori’s pinched expression relaxed as she exhaled.
“Thank God. Then it wasn’t just me.”
David chuckled.
“No, that was some next-level stuff.”
“Which is going to make what I’m about to say so much harder,” Tori said.
His heart went into his throat.
“I can’t get into a relationship right now.”
At least she hadn’t said she didn’t want a relationship. What he heard was ‘right now.’
“Care to share why ‘right now’ doesn’t work? Because I am all in for ‘right now,’” David said.
“Believe me, I am right there with you,” Tori said. “But...”
“Did those idiots last night offer you something?” David asked, kicking himself for inviting them.
“Mr. Francis and Mr. Feldman said they want me to read to be their next Bond girl. They told me to get an agent and have them set it up for me. Mr. Andon said he has a project he wants to show me.”
“No mention of having an agent from Paul?” David asked.
“No, he didn’t say anything of the sort. Do I need to get one if we’re just talking?” Tori asked.
“Trust me: get an agent. It’s like I said in class: in LA, you need an agent. You’ll discover they’re a huge pain in the ass, but you want them to negotiate for you.”
David learned that she’d received cards from the three agents who came to see the plays. He suggested she not meet on their turf. He reasoned that they were persuasive, and she would become an indentured servant before she got out of one of their offices.
David arranged a meeting with Ari, Louise, and Kendrick at Soho House in West Hollywood. He had her plan it so they each got thirty minutes and made sure she told them she was meeting all three before deciding who to sign with. He offered to meet with Tori after her meetings to discuss what they each had to say, but she said she’d think about it after her talks.
David also encouraged her to have her new agent arrange meetings with people who could help her get a job. He hoped she’d give her new agent Paul Andon’s direct number as a bit of payback for trying to talk to her without representation.
Of all people, David understood why Tori was slowing their relationship down. This was heady stuff, seeing the door to her dreams crack open. She needed to step through it, and having a boyfriend when she needed to fly off to film could be a bit much. Tori didn’t realize that David was the one guy she could have as a boyfriend because they were in the same business.
He also had a leg up because he knew they might film Ian Bond’s next movie together.
But until she ran off to become famous ... they could always spend some time getting to know each other.
David was pleased that not everyone in the world knew that he and Tori had hooked up. TMZ did have a segment on his save of the play, including footage of everyone dancing, which the girls in the studio loved. The guys did a lot of eye-rolling.
Because of that, David did something he would usually never do: he called Tami, his best friend since grade school, for relationship advice.
Calling her was a bit awkward because in high school—which wasn’t that long ago, even though it seemed like ages—she’d declared he was her ‘someday’ guy. She said they’d be together once they finished school and settled into real life.
The truth was that he loved her. David could be whatever it was Tami needed him to be, even if that would always be just a friend. It looked like their someday would never happen, which made him a little sad.
After she gave him shit about never calling, David announced, “I might have met someone.”
Tami was one of the most intelligent people he knew. She picked up on that he meant ‘The One.’
“What’s the most important thing in your life?” Tami asked.
“My kids.”
“If your kids are the most important thing, then they have to come first. Any relationship you have outside of that needs to align with what they need.”
“So I might want to introduce them to her before I give her a ring,” David teased.
She dug into who he was talking about and drew out everything she thought was pertinent.
“I’d hold off on the kids since she might not be around. You don’t want to confuse them if they meet their new mama, and she promptly dumps your ass.”
“She’s seen my ass, and she likes it,” David shot back.
“I’m just saying, slow your roll. A night of great sex doesn’t mean you’re in love.”
“You weren’t there,” David said.
At least someone found that funny.
“Okay, stupid boy. Let me remind you of your love rule: you have to wait ... I can’t remember if it’s 24 or 48 hours for it to be real. Follow your rules,” Tami said.
This was why David called her. She was one of the few people who told him what he needed to know, not what they thought he wanted to hear.
When he didn’t say anything, Tami asked, “What about the other girl ... the swimmer?”
David uttered a curse word.
“Don’t do something that you’ll regret. If you dump her for no good reason...” Tami said, trailing off.
He assumed she meant the swimmer.
“It’s not her fault,” David admitted.
“And less than a day ago, you liked her enough to spend time with her.”
“A lot of time.”
He had to stop admitting stuff to his ex-best friend, who was having a real belly laugh at his discomfort. David knew the shoe would be on the other foot someday, and he wouldn’t forget. Then again, he was the idiot who got mad and got over it soon enough. David was sure he wouldn’t hold Tami’s amusement against her tomorrow.
“I’m hanging up before I say something I shouldn’t,” David growled.
“Ta-ta,” Tami said as the line disconnected.
David’s mom called to update him on the progress of his home overlooking the river.
“The design calls for Nordic pine throughout. I know you said you wanted walnut. Are you sure that’s the route you want to go?”
The design was based on Scandinavian architecture. The home was to have wood floors, walls, and ceilings in bleached Nordic pine. It made the home monochromatic, and he felt it would make the place feel sterile.
Since the Mennonites harvested his walnut trees, he’d decided to buy wood flooring from their mill and put in walnut floors and ceilings. He would have drywall put on the walls so they could be painted.
From the way his mom worded the question, he knew she didn’t want walnut.
“What do you suggest?”
“It’s up to you.”
“Then, walnut it is,” David said.
“Are you sure?” his mom asked.
“Yes, Mother, I’m sure.”
“Then I’ll make it happen.”
That was way too easy. But David wasn’t going to point that out; he would take the win. He was sure she was setting him up for a change she wanted later. They both knew she would win that round.
“I’ve decided Sara is brilliant,” his mom said, changing the subject.
“What did she do?”
“She’ll sometimes put a movie or show on that’s in Spanish. When the kids get really confused and ask why they can’t understand it, she tells them it’s because they’re tired and should probably take a nap. Then, when they wake up from the nap, she puts the same movie on in English, and they think they’re all better.”
“That is a good one—until they learn Spanish,” David predicted.
“Speaking of the kids, I got a call from their daycare.”
“Have they finally been banned?”
“No, not yet, but it’s coming,” his mom predicted. “They asked the munchkins what they wanted to be when they grew up.”
“I wish I knew what I want to do.”
“Anyway, the list of responses included quarterback, doctor, firefighter, and even paleontologist.”
“Seriously? Paleontologist?” David asked.
“Dave is a weird kid,” his mom admitted. “Guess what Coby wants to be?”
“Oh, crap. There’s no telling. Nudist?” David guessed.
Coby was taking after his dad; he felt clothes were optional. Many times, in the wrong setting, like daycare, the grocery store, or ... the list went on. At least it hadn’t happened in church—yet.
“Good guess, but he told them he wants to be a dolphin.”
“That will make Pam happy, I guess,” David said, trying to put a positive spin on his son wanting to be an animal. His mom loved the ocean.
David could imagine his son wanting surgery to make it happen. This is where his mom’s rule, ‘if you live under my roof, you follow my rules,’ came from: to prevent something like that.
It also could’ve been that she was at her wits’ end, and that had come out of her mouth. It was one of those things David vowed never to say to his kids, but now that he had them ... all bets were off.
David went down to breakfast and found his floor-mates at a big table.
He took an open seat, and Alex said, “That spot’s taken.”
“I think he lives on our floor ... you’re ... remind me of your name?” Jamie teased.
David flipped her off.
“Our mystery man showed up on the floor with a new girl,” Kirk overshared.
“How does he pull so much tail?” Alex pondered.
“I guess that’s why they say, ‘Those who can, do. Those who can’t make up analogies about why size doesn’t matter,’” David said.
“And he’s back. How have you been, stranger?” Lauren asked.
It had been a minute since he’d hung out with all of them. Now that football was over for the spring, he planned to spend more time with them.
Before he could answer, Chloe showed up with Cammie.
“She says you skipped swimming this morning and came to check on you,” Chloe explained.
“I’m confused. Who’s this one?” Kirk asked.
“It sounds like you have a lot of girls parading through if there’s more than one,” Cammie said, thankfully looking amused.