Page 81 of Salacious Park Avenue Prince

“No.” He looked at all our ridiculous grins and added, “Because it reminds me of a bunch of pricks I used to know.”

“Well, you don’t have to worry about that now.” JT chuckled.

“Yes he does.” East’s voice dripped with devilry. “Because when he drinks tequila, he’s just as much aprickas the rest of us. Hmm, maybe you’re worried your Golden Boy will think differently of you.”

“WhoseGolden Boy?” West interjected, glaring at East, who waved off the interruption.

“Or maybe”—I threw back my own shot of tequila and arched a brow in Caleb’s direction—“you’re worried it’ll make you take your clothes off in public again.”

JT’s mouth fell open as he whipped his head back to Caleb, who looked like he wanted to strangle me. Hey, he was the one who said to play it cool and keep the guys off the scent. I was just following orders—and picturing him naked.

“You took your clothes off? When?” JT asked.

“Does it matter?” East said in a bored tone. “The point is, Caleb is more fun with tequila running through his veins, and tonight we are going to remind him how to have fun.”

The tray stopped in front of Caleb, one shot glass left, and as everyone leaned in to see if he would take the challenge that hadjust been thrown down, he looked to me and I mouthed,Dare you.

The only indication that he noticed was a slight narrowing of his eyes, then he reached for the shot glass and tossed it back.

Oh yeah, baby. Game on.

The empty tray was immediately replaced with a full one, and as it made its way around and I tossed back my second shot, East leaned in and gestured toward the dance floor. “You going on the hunt tonight?”

My answer should’ve been a definite yes, but after having Caleb’s cock in my mouth and coming in his hand this week, it was more difficult to get it out than I would’ve expected. Something East immediately picked up on.

“Interesting. Do I detect a hint of hesitation there?”

Shit.This was exactly what Caleb had been worried about, but I’d be damned if I fucked this up tonight. He didn’t think I could keep this thing between us—whatever it was—a secret? Well, I’d show him.

“Please.” I shifted on the seat to look past East’s shoulder to the dance floor. “I’m just checking out what’s on offer.”

“And? Is anyone piquing your interest?”

Yeah, he’s sitting across from us drinking shots that used to make him take his clothes off.

“There’s a couple.”

“Ooh, looking for a little threesome action, are we?”

I’d definitely thought about it in the past, but in this case, East was way off. Not that I was about to tell him that.

“Maybe. Two bodies are always better than one when it comes to reminding myself I’m single and carefree.”

East shrugged, completely unimpressed. “Seems like a whole lot of extra work, if you ask me.”

“Yeah, I can see that. I’m sure it’s an effort for you to think of making anyone come other than yourself. Let alonetwoothers.”

East arched a brow. “Being a little mouthy over there, McKinney. I don’t see you rushing to get between anyone.”

“Because you keep ordering drinks.”

“This is true. Okay, let’s see what we’ve got to play with.” East got to his feet, and I followed, my eyes cutting across the VIP area to where Caleb’s were tracking my every step.

Who’s having a hard time playing it cool now?

Caleb licked his lower lip, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I sucked it into my mouth if I’d taste the tequila he swallowed earlier. Was he feeling the effects already? He was two shots in, like me, and if his teasing tongue was any indication, he was definitely feeling a little looser.

If only I could get him alone somewhere…

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