“Right?”

“So, you need to kick him out. Metaphorically, of course. Your parents would probably disown you if you did that for real.”

I rubbed a hand over my face and let out a sigh. Shit, maybe I should’ve gone to Donovan.

“So do you have any brilliant ideas on how I’m supposed to do this?”

“Yes.” East’s lips twitched.

“You gonna enlighten me, or?—”

“You need to fuck someone in front of him.”

That was the last thing I’d expected to come out of East’s mouth. It shouldn’t have been, since topnotch fuckery was the reason I’d come to him in the first place. Butactualfuckery as a way to cleanse Caleb from my mind?

I mean, it wasn’t the worst idea, and considering the way Caleb had reacted when I brought Kirby home last night, it just might work.

Plus, it’d kill two birds with one stone. I was horny as hell, had been since my dick had called it quits and taken a swan dive of epic proportions. And I would scare Caleb off permanently.

This plan was fuckinggenius.

“I see the wheels turning.”

“Uh huh. This plan of yours, it just might work.”

“Guaranteed. Once he sees you in your element—and trust me, you’d be hard to miss with how you’re dressed tonight—he’ll get the message.”

“Which was what again?”

East let out a sigh as if to say,Keep up, would you?“That he doesn’t rule your thoughts or own your space. That you’re the same sexy man-whore we all know and love. Now, if you need more of a pep talk than that, I’m out. I left my pom-poms at home.”

I snorted. “Nah, this is perfect. Exactly what I needed. Though I’d pay good money to see you wave some pom-poms around.”

East brushed off his shoulder. “Yes, well, I wouldn’t get your hopes up about that. Now come on. They’ve probably already finished off the first bottle.”

As he headed toward the VIP, I stayed back and smoothed a hand down my top. “Actually, I’m going to take your advice and… How did Preston put it? Prowl around a bit. Find some trouble to get into.”

“Or someone.” He shot me a wink before leaving me to it, and as he stepped past the velvet rope, Caleb glanced up. His brow knitted together as he leaned forward to look past East, as if he’d expected someone else to be with him.

Me, perhaps?

As if he felt me watching, Caleb scanned the room, and when his eyes connected with mine, my cock jerked. All I ever wanted was that man’s attention, and when I had it, it did things to my body I’d never get to make reality.

Because the truth was, he wasn’t looking for me because he wanted me. He was looking to make sure I didn’t come around and ruin his night.

Wait for it…I thought, the corner of my mouth tipping up as I gave him a two-finger salute and disappeared into the crowd to live up to my reputation and man-whore around Manhattan.

FIFTEEN

caleb

“ANOTHER?” THE SERVER keeping the group topped up reached for my glass, but I shook my head. I was still working on the first round, and it was hard enough to get that down. Vodka wasn’t my thing. Thisclubwasn’t my thing, yet here I was.

Why? I’d been asking myself since JT had called with the invite. Why say yes?

Because if I didn’t go, they’d drag me out or harass me until Ididgo. At least this way, it was on my own terms. I could make an appearance, then dip out.

And speaking of dipping out… Travis hadn’t even bothered joining his friends tonight, and I knew I was the reason for that.