Page 130 of Salacious Park Avenue Prince

I wasn’t supposed to be watching him. Even out of the corner of my eye I could feel stares in our direction, and I had to force myself to angle my body more toward Donovan to at least make it look like I wasn’t drooling over Travis.

But I was. It felt physically wrong for me to be so far away from him, to not have my hands replacing his own as they smoothed their way down his hips.

A gentle touch on my back had me glancing over my shoulder to see the blonde girl who’d been watching me. She swayed to the music, a smile on her red lips as she said, “You’re too hot to be dancing all alone.”

From seemingly out of nowhere, Donovan stepped in between us and put his hand on my waist. “He’s not alone.”

Before I could respond, he was pulling me away, blocking her view of me as we moved in Travis’s direction.

Oh shit.Travis’s stare was glacial, but for once it wasn’t directed at me. He’d stopped moving, and it was only once he saw us walking away from her that he began to slowly dance again, though his body was still tense.

I caught his eyes, falling into those blue depths again, and he visibly relaxed, allowing himself to get back into the music.

I sighed with relief as I faced Donovan again, still half turned toward Travis.

“Thanks for the save,” I said as the music changed to something slower. “I’m not really up for all that tonight.”

“I had a feeling.” There was a knowing look on Donovan’s face that made me wonder just how much he saw.

Then again, he’d just cockblocked me from a woman, ensuring Travis wouldn’t lose his ever-loving mind.

Donovan definitely knewsomething. He looked over at Kelly in the VIP and winked at him, and the fact that he didn’t come running down here on his bad ankle to kick my ass was surprising.

If Travis had made a public claim on me, I had no doubt that even one of his friends getting close to me would’ve been afuck noin his book.

Which meant Kelly was comfortable letting Donovan dance with me because…

He knew too.

One by one, I found each of the princes casually—and not so casually in some cases, like a glaring East—looking between me and Travis.

What the hell was I doing?

Travis and I weren’t hiding anything from anyone. Shit, even our parents seemed to have a clue there was more between us, and all of a sudden everything became so clear. I didn’t want tobe over here dancing with Donovan or anyone else—I wantedto dance with Travis.

The reason for our animosity no longer existed, so why the fuck was I still holding back?I didn’t want to lose Travis now that I finally had him. But it was clear that if I didn’t do something, and fast, someone would be right there ready to take my place.

Yeah, that was so not going to happen.

With my mind made up, I zeroed in on the man who consumed every waking second of my life, and decided it was now or never.

I crossed the dance floor, weaving my way through gyrating bodies, my sights set on one body in particular. Travis glanced my way, catching sight of me, and everything I was feeling must’ve been written all over my face because a seductive smile curved his lips and he crooked a finger at me.

I didn’t care who was watching us noworwhat they’d think. Nothing, save a natural disaster, was going to stop me from going to him.

The second I stepped into his orbit, it was like time stood still. Travis reached out and hooked a finger into my waistband, pulled me in, and said by my ear, “Couldn’t stay away, huh?”

“It was torture.” I looped my arms around his neck, and when his lips brushed up against the side of mine, I shivered.

“You know everyone can see us, right?”

I glanced over my shoulder to see every single one of our friends hooting and hollering in our direction, and East looking bored as hell, then turned back to look at the sexiest prince of all.

“Ask me if I care.”

“I don’t think I need to, but…” Travis slid his hands around to my ass and gave a tight squeeze. “Does that mean I get to kiss?—”

I cut his words off with my lips, because damn right it meant he could kiss me, and that I could kiss him right back, andjudging by the piercing wolf whistles I heard above the music, our moron friends were okay with that too.

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