Page 96 of Salacious Park Avenue Prince

“As a matter of fact,” Travis continued, “he actually got me to go to the library.”

Vera’s eyes widened. “You? In a library?”

“I know. I was surprised too, but he really gave me the helping hand I needed.”

I choked on my beer and had to cough into my napkin to keep it from dribbling down my chin. That fucker. He was too good at this.

He brought another bite of chicken to his lips. Under the table, his foot found mine, and he left it there to drive me crazy.

“So, Vera, when do you leave?” I said, ready for a subject change that didn’t have me needing to shift in my seat to ease the pressure on my restrained cock.

“Tomorrow. Your dad’s coming with me for the first couple of weeks?—”

“That’s great.”

“—which means we won’t be here for your birthday next week. We’d love to plan something for when we get back?—”

“No, no, don’t worry about it,” I said, waving her off. “We don’t need to do anything.”

“Of course we do. Tell him what we were thinking, Richard.”

Dad set his fork down and gave his wine a swirl. “It would be closer to the end of October before we get back, but the weather should be great then. We can rent the rooftop bar at Le Bain, invite all your friends?—”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” I shook my head. “I appreciate the thought, but I really don’t want to make it a big deal.”

“Oh.” Dad frowned. “Some place smaller, then?”

“Or we could just put a candle in the tiramisu tonight and be done with it.”

I could feel Travis’s eyes on me, and when I didn’t look at him, he rubbed his foot up my leg.

Thatgot my attention.

“You don’t want a party?” he asked. “Not even with a bunch of hot blondes and an open tequila bar?”

He was such a shit. But two could play at that game. “The blondes could be fun. But the last time I had tequila I woke up in a strange bed, so?—”

“Youwhat?”

My dad’s shocked voice had my smartass retort coming to a screeching halt.I was supposed to be thegoodinfluence.

“Uh, well, it’s not as bad as it sounds.”

“Oh?” Travis slumped down into his chair and rolled his eyes, playing up his disinterest. But the foot he slid up my leg so he could toe my balls told a completely different story. “Sounds pretty bad to me. What kind of respectable man wakes up in a stranger’s bed?”

I grunted to stop the groan that wanted to escape and did my best to glare him to death.

“Travis,” Vera said, “I don’t think we needyourinput on this. It has nothing to do with you.”

Travis tongued his lower lip but nodded. “You’re right. I’ll behave.”

Sure he would. I doubted Travis even knew the meaning of the word unless it was preceded bymis.

“Caleb.” My dad’s voice took on that low, serious tone that he usually reserved for telling Travis he was a complete and utter delinquent. If he’d been able to see what Travis was doing at this very second beneath the table, I had no doubt that’s where his attention would be focused.

However, I was the one who’d put my foot in my mouth for everyone to see. WhileTraviswas the one with his foot in my lap for no one to see.

Yeah, he was sooo much better at this than me.

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