Page 28 of Notorious Park Avenue Prince

Another impulsive decision on my part. I hadn’t brought them here for sex. I’d wrongly assumed they’d found out who I was and wanted in on aligning themselves with some of the most powerful men in the world.

But this? Yet again they’d surprised me by wanting nothing more than a hot night.Withme.

I propped an elbow on the chair’s arm and stroked my chin as I let my gaze wander over the two of them. East was the taller of the two, though not by much, and both of them had lean, athletic bodies. Zac wasn’t wearing his glasses tonight, and it put his blue eyes on full display, making it easier to read the little flashes of emotion that passed through them. Unlike East, who didn’t seem to show what he felt as much as he said it.

They were a captivating pair, that much was clear.

“You two are together?” I asked, remembering the way I’d caught them slipping out of the same empty room the other morning at Astor.

East answered first. “Uh, no.”

“Are you sure?”

“We’re not dating. We just…hook up occasionally.”

That made more sense. They had always seemed such polar opposites, and on more than one occasion Zac had grumbled under his breath about “that pain in the ass.” I knew firsthand how tension could change into something more.

“And you want to ‘hook up’ with me?” I said.

“I mean, that was the plan,” East mumbled. “But you seem hellbent on talking.”

What I wouldn’t do to bend that smartass over my knee.

But I couldn’t. They were still students at Astor, and it would be wrong to take advantage of this situation in the way they were all but begging me to. The way my cock suddenly wanted to.

Nothing said I couldn’t be an inactive participant, though.

I got to my feet, took their chins in each hand, and brushed my thumbs over their pouty lower lips, briefly wondering if I was insane to allow what I was about to.

“New plan.” I dropped my hands and shoved them in my pockets so I wouldn’t be tempted to do more. “I’ll watch.”

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“YOU’LL WATCH…?” EAST asked.

I inclined my head. “The two of you. I assume since the plan was to hook up with me that you brought what you need for that to happen?”

East looked at Zac whose eyes were practically boring a hole through me, then nodded.

“Yes. I’m always prepared. But that wasn’t the?—”

“We’ll do it,” Zac said with the same determination he showed whenever attacking a particular challenge he needed to overcome, the nerves and embarrassment suddenly vanishing under this new deal I’d just put on the table.

“We will?” East leaned in and whispered something in Zac’s ear, but whatever it was didn’t seem to deter Zac, whose eyes stayed locked on mine. “Okay, it was your fantasy.”

“Fantasies can change.”

“And is that what’s happened?” I asked Zac. “Hasyourfantasy changed?”

“No. But since that’s not available to me, I’m adapting.”

Yes he was. I could see his mind working overtime as it readjusted to this new scenario. Zac was a smart man, and as I returned to my seat I watched him survey the room, notingeverything in sight: the seven chairs and the stone symbol carved into the wall above them, the torches that illuminated the sacred space, and the velvet benches for other members when needed.

I knew exactly what he was thinking.

“So, will you be a silent party in this whole scenario?” East asked. “Or will you be giving?—”

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