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“Actual gold? I was right?” Preston’s incredulous tone said it all.
Donovan cocked a brow and motioned for East to answer. “Go ahead. Tell me I’m wrong.”
“You’re in the fashion industry.” East crossed his ankle over his knee and lifted a shoulder. “That’s hardly fair.”
“A bet’s a bet.”
“One I didn’t agree to.”
“Because I’m right? Prove it. I’m down for a little show-and-tell.”
East gestured for him to have the floor. “Then by all means. Show us.”
Donovan stood up, and Gavin groaned, his stare moving back to the window as his brother unzipped his pants. There wasn’t an ounce of shyness in his body, but how could there be when we’d unknowingly watched him get it on in a porn scene?
A pair of velvet-trimmed teal boxers came into view, with the brand’s logo in large letters across the top. “From my latest campaign. Can’t even buy these yet.”
East leaned forward, squinted, and then looked up at Donovan. “It looked bigger on your billboard.”
Donovan zipped up his pants. “Jealous? Careful, green doesn’t really go with your skin tone.”
“Everything goes with me,” East said, waving his hand in the air. “Gavin, your turn. Want to show us how you compare to big brother?”
An irrational wave of anger came over me, and I narrowed my gaze on East. “Shut. The fuck. Up.”
East’s brows shot high, and those wicked eyes gleamed. “Did I hit a sore spot? Interesting…”
But I no longer gave a shit about East or the curious looks from everyone else as I looked back at Gavin. His brows were pulled together slightly as he watched me, like he wasn’t sure what to make of what I’d just said. Not after kicking him out of my room last night. I’d been pushing and pulling for so long he probably had whiplash, but I wasn’t about to sit here and watch Gavin drop his pants for anyone but me.
The longer I held his stare, the louder the blood rushed in my ears, blocking everyone out until it was just the two of us. The shift in his expression happened quickly—he was frowning one second and biting down on his pillowy bottom lip the next. Even clear across the van, I could feel the desire radiating off him, and it matched the insistent throbbing of my cock.
Fuck, I wanted him. This was happening, but I’d be damned if it was with all of these assholes watching.
The door opened suddenly, Scotty moving aside so we could all pile out. I hadn’t even realized we’d arrived, but thank God for the timing, because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold off.
One by one, all the guys exited the Sprinter, but I kept my ass planted right where it was. Breathing wasn’t coming easy, not because of what I was about to do, but because Gavin was walking up the aisle with his fitted pants tenting at the hips, not even bothering to hide it. He gave a knowing look and inclined his head for me to follow him out.
But if he thought I was going to fuck him for the first time in a bathroom at Astor, he had another thing coming.
When Donovan walked by, I curled my finger into the waist of his pants and tugged him back, holding him out of the way so the last of the guys could exit.
“What the…?” Donovan glanced over his shoulder.
I let go. “Shut the door.”
“What? Why?”
Impatience overrode any pretense of pleasantries. “Just do it.”
He looked at me like I’d lost my mind, but he reached for the handle anyway. “One sec,” he told the guys, before shutting the two of us inside.
Planting his hands on his hips, he turned around and raised a brow. “What’s going on?”
“Sit down.”
Something in my tone must’ve finally gotten through, because he didn’t put up a fight as he took the seat across from me. “Is everything okay?”
“No,” I said, because everything wasn’t okay. My entire world had been flipped upside down, and it was his brother’s fault.
