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He may be easily able to believe that lie, but the truth in his eyes gave him away. He cared about me whether he knew it or not, and maybe that was the reason I couldn’t fully shut him out, as much as I’d tried to. I needed to move on, though it was clear Trevor wasn’t going to be the guy for me.
But Daire didn’t have to know that.
After doing the requisite step-and-repeat photos alone, I walked inside to meet up with my date, who’d at least gone and grabbed us a couple of drinks. Nonalcoholic, unfortunately, but that was what my flask was for.
I took the cup he offered. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome. Sorry about the red carpet thing.”
“Don’t even worry about it,” I said, waving him off. “Do we need to be careful in the concert hall too?”
“Nah. Unless there’s official photographers around, I’m not worried about it.”
“You do know the show will be livestreamed, right?”
Trevor blanched, hesitating with his drink at his lips. “Are you serious?”
“Uh, yeah.”
“Shit.” He lowered his cup and seemed to think it over for a minute before shrugging. “You know what? Fuck it. It’s not like I’m closeted or anything.”
That should’ve made me feel better, but Daire chose that moment to walk by, and the heady scent of cologne in his wake did crazy things to my body.
I swallowed and tried not to watch as he and East disappeared into the concert hall.
“We should go inside,” I said, leading the way before Trevor could agree.
As the doors opened, the music coming out of the hall blasted, so much louder than any event I’d been to there, and I had to forgo shouting over the noise at Trevor and point in the direction we were going.
He took my hand, and I almost startled at the touch. But as soon as the shock wore off, I followed him through the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd and headed toward the front of the stage, where East had commandeered an area. It was no surprise that even at a “school function” we had our very own VIP area.
“I didn’t think this was a ticketed event.” Trevor’s lips brushed my ear as we stopped by the lowerclassman manning what East would call the “No-Go Zone” for the regular folk.
“Oh, it’s not. But East always likes to make sure he has the best seat in the house.”
“East?”
I flashed a smile at the man standing between the roped-off dance space and myself, and he immediately moved it aside.
“Yeah.” I chuckled and gestured over to where East was lounged back on a couch like a king on his throne. “James Easton.”
Trevor looked at East, but I couldn’t help but notice the broody bad boy sitting on the arm of the couch.
Damn it.Why’d Daire have to look so good tonight? With one leg hanging off the edge of the couch and the other bent up on the arm, he leaned back against the pillar behind him, his shirt parting and giving a sexy glimpse of his chest.
I really needed to stop looking at him. But as the spotlights flashed around the hall, they caught on the necklace he always wore, making it shine like a beacon. But instead of warning me away from danger, it seemed to lure me closer.
What I wouldn’t give to be able to hook a finger around that silver chain and draw him to me. To feel it fall down against my own naked chest as he hovered over the top of?—
“Gavin?”
“Huh? What?” I quickly tore my eyes from Daire and turned back to Trevor, mydate.
“I just asked if I should know who James Easton is?”
I chuckled and took a sip of my drink. “He would say yes, but the real answer is not unless you run in New York’s social circles.”
“Oh, okay. So he’s notrealroyalty or anything, just one of those Park Avenue Princes, like you?”
