Page 48 of Insatiable Park Avenue Prince

A living,wakingnightmare.

How was I going to get these assholes out of my condo without telling them I didn’t want them watching my sex tape?

“Van?” Gavin’s voice behind me brought me back to my biggest problem right now. “You okay? You look—”

Mortified? Horrified? Like I want to throw up?

“—a little pale.”

I scoffed, raising my brows in disbelief. IfGavinwas calling you pale, you definitely should seek medical attention. My brother’s skin tone had been the same shade as his platinum-blond hair since birth—so ifhethought I looked like Casper, I was screwed.

“I’m just a little tired, that’s all.” I leaned back against the counter in an effort to stay on my feet. “Do you think you can get rid of that crowd out there so I can go to bed?”

Gavin peered over his shoulder as Daire chuckled and said, “Knew that crowbar was gonna come in handy.”

“I don’t know.” Gavin grinned and turned back to me. “They’re kinda in it now. Even Daire’s, um…enjoying himself.”

My cheeks flamed as I shook my head. “I don’t care. I want to go to bed. It’s just a porn video, for fuck’s sake.”

I knew I sounded irrational at this point, but I was running out of options here.

Gavin reached for my hand and squeezed it. “Hey, it’s cool. I can tell them to go. We’ll just go to someone else’s place and watch it.”

He let go of me, about to walk back to our friends, but I launched myself at him, grabbing his arm.

“No!”

Gavin glanced back at me, his eyes wide. I sounded insane. Hell, Ifeltinsane. But they couldn’t watch this.Hecouldn’t watch this—I just couldn’t tell him why.

“What is going on with you?”

I didn’t get a chance to respond, because on the screen, I heard myself say, “Fuck you,”and Sin responding, “Wrong answer. No one fucks me.”

“Um, what’s he going todowith that crowbar?” Preston asked, and I did a double take that he was even in the room.

“Not fuck him with it,” East said. “Did you forget about that monster dick in his pants?”

Even as I panicked, I kept my eyes glued to the screen, watching as Sin pushed me against a column and held the crowbar to my chest. With my entire body covered except my eyes and mouth, it wasn’t like you could tell it was me, and even my voice sounded a little different somehow. Deeper, more aroused.

Not that you could look anywhere other than at Sin when he was onscreen. He was captivating, even fully clothed, and born to be watched.

“If he doesn’t want to pay with his body, I’ll pay with mine,” Travis said, grabbing a handful of popcorn from the bowl on the coffee table. Without looking at me, he called out, “You’re all good with that, right, Van?”

That snapped me out of my stupor, and I blinked.

“Why wouldn’t I be okay with it? I don’t care. Why would I care?”

Gavin gave me a weird look, and I swallowed.

“What?” I said. “I’m fine. Everything’s fine.”

His brows knitted together as he felt my cheeks and forehead with the back of his hand. “Do you need to go to the hospital? Did you take something?”

“I’m not on drugs,” I said, a little too loudly, causing JT and Preston to turn around and look my way. “I mean right now.”

Travis lifted a brow. “Good. It’s rude not to share.”

“Can everyone shut the hell up?” East complained. “Van, if you’re gonna be sick, do it somewhere else. You’re ruining this for me.”

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