Page 32 of Insatiable Park Avenue Prince

Oh my God.

Why was everything coming out of West’s mouth today bringing to mind Kelly’s—

“Speaking of nine inches… You never did say how things went Friday night with you and that Sin guy.”

Up until now I thought I’d gotten away with it, but West’s suggestive grin told me otherwise—I was screwed. But there was no way in hell I was telling him about what I’d ended up doing with Kelly. He’d run his mouth to JT and, worse yet, East, and then I’d never hear the end of it.

So instead, I opted for the truth. At least the truth as far as Friday night went.

“Nothing happened, that’s why. We danced, it was hot, but he’s going to have more than enough dicks soon. I wasn’t about to have him worry about mine.”

“Really?” West turned back to his treadmill and hit several buttons, and we started a slow jog to warm up.

“Really. And why are you so concerned? I thought you were too happy with your new ‘workout partner’ to worry about what my dick’s doing.”

“Hey now, let’s be clear. I’m not thinking about your dick. Not when Golden Boy’s is mine for the taking. I don’t need you starting shit.”

Good, crisis averted. If there was one thing West enjoyed talking more about than cock, it was JT—and maybe JT’s cock.

“I’m not starting shit.”

“Sure sounds like it,” he grumbled, and upped his pace. “Last thing I need is him worrying about anything, not when we’re finally in a good place.”

“Aw, that’s sweet.” I glanced at him. “I didn’t actually think you knew what a good place was.”

“I didn’t, until I met him,” West said, shocking the shit out of me.

“Wow.” I shook my head and punched the speed button until my jog was a steady run. “I never thought I’d see the day you were so damn smitten over someone.”

“Me either, but here I am, and I’m trying my best not to fuck it up. I swear JT is just waiting for me to break his heart.”

“No way. Anyone can see that boy is just as smitten with you as you are with him.” I chuckled. “Smitten kittens.”

“Yeah, yeah, well, I’d like to keep it that way.”

“You will. Just keep doing what you’re doing and don’t do anything East suggests.”

West snorted. “No shit.” Then he pushed down on the speed button and took off at his full workout pace, thankfully ending our discussion and giving me the reprieve I wanted.

I put my earbuds in and cranked up my music, and as the burn in my legs eased and I hit full stride, I zoned out and stared down at the swimmers in the pool a level below, happy to have dodged the Kelly bullet.

It wasn’t that I was ashamed of what I’d done with him on Saturday. Or that I regretted it. I just wanted to keep it to myself, that was all. It was a memory I wanted to be able to play on repeat one day when my body wouldn’t go haywire at the thought, and if my friends ever found out about it, they’d totally ruin it for me. Or even worse, they’d look the damn video up and add commentary.

That was the last thing I wanted. Especially since I’d come to my senses in the last couple of days and decided that was going to be the one and only time I saw Kelly.

So if telling a little white lie to West was what it took to keep my secret, then I wasn’t going to feel bad about it.

I did my best to push all thoughts of Kelly and what we’d done together out of my mind as I finished off my run, and fifty-five minutes later, as I glared the countdown to death, I picked up my water and took a swig before pounding out the last five minutes.

When our machines came to a stop and we grabbed up our towels, West reached over and tapped me on the arm. I hit stop on my music and pulled the buds from my ears.

“Hey, about before?”

Oh shit. Here we go.

“I wasn’t trying to be a pushy asshole about that Sin guy. I just know it’s been a while for you, and you seemed really into him.”

Probably because I had been. Still was.Jesus.I really needed to move the hell on. Kelly was about to start having sex with hundreds of different guys, and the last thing I needed was to start obsessing over him.

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