Page 104 of Princes of Hollywood

“Shame if that’s all that happened.”

Movement at the door draws my attention. Wyatt leads Greer and Aiden out of the house. Greer’s cheeks are flushed. Wyatt leans down to say something into Greer’s ear. Her eyes widen and she gets even redder.

Wyatt grins and takes her hand for a quick moment.

“I’d say they look a lot more relaxed now.” Roarke grins and hits my arm. “I want to watch that video.”

I do too. They make their way over to where we stand.

“What do we think? An hour? Two?” Wyatt turns and looks over the remaining guests. Most are in small groups talking, settling in.

“Definitely two,” Roarke says.

Greer’s eyes dart around, but then she visibly relaxes. Who was she worried about? Sawyer? I’ll need to get to the bottom of that, but not tonight.

“We can move to the seating area inside,” I offer.

Greer’s soft brown eyes finally collide with mine. She immediately ducks her head. Shy about something. They were gone for a while…

“So, poppet, let’s talk about this crush you have on Holden Jamison.” Roarke rubs his hands together.

“Had a crush,” she says quietly.

As she and Aiden turn to go back into the house, I step forward and redo her hook and eye. She shivers at my touch and tips her face toward me with wide eyes.

I chuckle because there’s no reason it should be undone. “Details, mouse.”

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GREER

We’re spread out in the living room. People come in and talk for a while before they leave, usually for another commitment or to head home. These are Wyatt’s, Mason’s, Aiden’s, and Roarke’s lives, so different from mine.

I lean against Aiden’s arm, feeling sleepy after upstairs. I guess tonight was about crossing lines. Aiden kissed me and I didn’t technically fuck Wyatt, but there definitely was penis-in-vagina action. And the whole thing was so fucking hot.

I was completely naked while they were mostly clothed.

Even now I get heated thinking about it.

Roarke moves into the seat next to me and takes my hand. He moves in close to my ear. “What dirty thoughts are you having, poppet?”

Mason talks quietly with another gentleman across the room, while Wyatt talks to the man’s wife. Aiden’s attention is on a group of actors who are apparently also in the movie with them.

Aiden’s fingers keep absentmindedly brushing against my thigh. No one is paying me any attention, but I like it that way. I turn so my mouth is beside Roarke’s ear.

“What makes you think I’m having dirty thoughts?”

His dark chuckle makes my panties dampen. “Ah, poppet, I can’t give away my secrets.”

The blond server moves through the area with a drink tray to collect glasses. I back away from Roarke, feeling my cheeks heat. He’s trouble.

“Another, Mr. Flynn?” She bats her eyes at Roarke.

Smiling, he sets his glass on the tray. “Not for me, Claire.”

She blushes at his use of her name. I get it. He’s a lot. I still find myself just watching him sometimes. Like none of this is real. His hand is currently holding mine, but it still doesn’t feel real.

“Is there anything else I can get you, Mr. Flynn?” She looks so damned hopeful.

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