Page 54 of Insatiable Park Avenue Prince

“It’s okay,” I said, walking over to Donovan, not about to let any of these guys—especially East—think I was bothered by him. “I’m flattered they all subscribe and watch. Sometimes that’s all a guy has, a laptop and his own hand.” Donovan’s lips twitched as I reached him and took his chin between my fingers. Then I angled his face up and brushed my lips over his. “You have me.”

Donovan hummed against my mouth as a pillow hit the side of us, and we turned to see Travis on his feet.

“Okay, you don’t have to rub it in.”

“Really?” Donovan took my hand and tossed the remote on his kitchen counter. “That’s all you’ve been doing since you found out I made a—”

“Fuck film?” Daire suggested, and Donovan shook his head.

“Whatever. But now the fun’s over. Time for you to leave. We’re going out.”

“Out?” West perked up at that, and Donovan groaned.

“No, you can’t come.”

“Aw, don’t be like that. Think of it this way. If we come with you, we won’t be at home comingbecauseof you.”

Donovan pinched the bridge of his nose and groaned, but I couldn’t stop my chuckle. While these guys were a lot foranyoneto take, I had to admit that their openness and jokes about my job made the stress of their finding out what I did for a living less of a factor.

“It’s okay,” I told the worried man beside me. “I don’t mind.”

“You say that now…”

“And I’ll say it again later. I don’t care who comes tonight, as long as by the end of it, we do.” I kissed Donovan’s temple. “Together.”

He turned that gorgeous face up to mine and whispered, “Deal.”

NINETEEN

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TONIGHT HAD NOT ended up anything like I’d planned.

Coming home to all the guys watching our scene? Their figuring out it was me? Just…Fuck. I’d never planned on telling anyone. Doing the shoots was a way to get my hands and mouth on Kelly the way I wanted to from the first moment I saw him, and I definitely didn’t regret that.

Did I wish this little secret of mine was still just that? Yes.

Did I mind so much with Kelly sitting beside me not concerned in the slightest that every one of my friends in the Sprinter had just watched us together?

Surprisingly…no.

Other than Gavin, who was avoiding my gaze, which I couldn’t blame him for—I’d be traumatized too—the guys were curious. Maybe too curious.

My thigh pressed up against Kelly’s in the back of the van on the way to God only knew where. I’d been right that there were plans for the group tonight, but it wasn’t until after we’d agreed to join that I found out it was East’s idea. Andthatmade me nervous for whatever I was about to subject Kelly to. Although he seemed to be taking it all in stride, not fazed in the slightest about what he’d walked into, and hitting each of the questions the guys threw at him out of the park.

And don’t even get me started on how sexy he looked in just jeans and a t-shirt hugging his athletic body.

“So that was Van with you in the party scene, and also the attempted break-in,” West said, ticking off his fingers. “What else?”

I shook my head. “There’s nothing else.”

“Bullshit. You looked way too comfortable in front of those cameras, my man.”

“Did you forget what I do for a living?”

“That’s the question, isn’t it?” East said, giving me a sardonic smile. “Looks like you have a new career path. Whatever will the world say?”

“Not a goddamn thing. Unless you plan on running your mouth.”

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