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“—that anyone who visits his sex-on-a-stick massage therapist, Raul, on the regular is used to getting quite messy. Especially when they have him booked as often asyoudo.”
Busted.
“So to summarize: you’re gay, you seduced your fake girlfriend’s dad—then fucked him—and plan to keep sneaking around until Filth Carrington tells you otherwise. Do I have that all clear?”
“Uh, yes?”
“Very good.” East looked to the bar, where Daire held a bottle of absinthe. “Pour us all a shot of that, would you? I feel the sudden need to forget the fact that I’ve just been out-scandaled by Preston ‘Poindexter’ Abernathy.”
SEVENTEEN
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I SLIPPED INTO the back seat of my private car Saturday morning, the delicious ache in my body from my time with Preston almost gone—but still lingering enough to remind me of what I’d done the other night, and was looking forward to doing again, as soon as the opportunity presented itself.
It was as if my younger self had re-emerged in the past week and decided to come and take my body for a spin. Or maybe that was just a side effect of having a gorgeous college-aged guy wanting to tear my clothes off whenever he was near.
Either way, I wasn’t about to complain, I hadn’t felt this good in years. Hell, I couldn’t remembereverfeeling this good.
Something my willful cock seemed determined to remind me every time I thought about Preston spread out naked in my bed.
I shifted in my seat and did my best to push that image aside, knowing that was a dangerous thought, considering where I was headed this morning. Elysium’s Winter Ball was getting closer, and that meant today I needed all hands on deck.
Those hands just happened to include Preston’s…as well as the rest of the Park Avenue Princes.
So playing it cool today was the name of the game, even if it killed me not to pay Preston any attention. I wasn’t sure I trustedmyself not to give us away if I so much as talked to him in front of the others. At least I’d have enough on my plate wrangling all the volunteers and workers who’d be helping to transform Elysium into a winter wonderland, so there wouldn’t be time to think about anything other than today’s agenda.
At least, that was what I was telling myself.
My phone buzzed in my lap, and I looked down to see an incoming call from Serena. “Good morning, Lovebug.”
“Hey, Dad.” The sound of girls shouting in the background—well, screeching was more like it—made me wince.
“Everything okay over there?”
Serena must’ve tried to cover the phone, because even though it was muffled, I could hear her shout, “Guys, quiet down for, like, two minutes.”
There was a response to that, one I couldn’t make out, and then she was back.
“Sorry, it’s been a crazy morning. One of our freakin’ pipes busted and there’s water everywhere.”
I straightened in alarm. “What? How? Is everything?—”
“I’m fine, we’re all fine. Well, Victoria’s losing her mind because she’s the messiest human in the world and kept all her clothes on the floor where it’s flooded, but that’s her own fault.”
“Where’s your super? Tell them I can be there in ten minutes.”
“No, Dad, I wasn’t calling you so you’d come over. I know you’ve got Elysium stuff today.”
“You take priority over anything else,” I said, my mind shifting to crisis and organizational mode.
“No, really, we’re fine. The super’s here, and Leslie’s parents are on their way. They can handle whatever needs to happen. I was just calling to give you a heads-up and see if you don’t mind my staying with you for a few days.”
“Bug, of course I don’t mind. Stay as long as you need to.”
“Thanks, Dad. And, um…”
When she hesitated, I frowned. “What?”
