Page 54 of Princes of Hollywood

“Chet wasn’t an asshole.”

“Did he ever pay when you went out?”

Zoe’s lips tighten.

“I rest my case. Asshole.” Roarke puts his hand down.

“We aren’t talking about me. We’re talking about Greer.” She flashes me a smile. “Do you have a type?”

I shrug. “I don’t really know.”

“How many boyfriends have you had?” She leans back as she looks me over.

I shrug again. “Dating? A couple. Hanging out? A few.”

“Sex?” Roarke asks, leaning forward with his hands clasped between his knees. His large shoulders tug the shirt tight, making me swallow hard as I remember his naked wet body rubbing against mine in the shower.

“Yeah, that’s not personal at all.” Zoe rolls her eyes. “Out with it, bestie. How many dudes have you done the deed with?”

My mouth opens and closes as I think about the bathroom. Does that count? “What counts?”

Roarke grins, but I ignore his smug smile. Zoe taps her fingers on her lips.

“Hmm. We’ll go old school. Dick in pussy or ass.” Zoe grins.

My face heats. “Five.”

“See, this is why we need to get you out of this house.” She turns to Roarke. “Don’t you agree? I mean, five is, like, sad. You can’t even know what you like with only five guys.”

Yeah, I’m not in Zoe’s league either. I know she’ll figure it out and drop me. Most girls do.

“Five is plenty.” Roarke shrugs, and his gaze stays fixed on Zoe. “Especially when you are used to monogamy. Maybe she values her body and doesn’t want to give it to everyone. Nothing wrong with that.”

She turns and looks me up and down. “Okay. Okay. I could see that. But that doesn’t mean she shouldn’t get back out there.”

A buzz comes from Zoe’s phone. She glances at the screen and rolls her eyes.

“Fuck, I hate work.” She scoots close to me and pulls me into her arms. “All right, bestie. I’ll text. If I lose this job, Mom’s threatened to turn off my credit cards again.”

She hugs me and waits for me to hug her back before she backs up and tucks my hair behind my ear. Her hazel eyes focus on me and it’s intense.

“I still want to get you out of here some night. But get comfortable and keep these guys in line.” She sticks her tongue out at Roarke as she stands. “WyWy, I’m leaving,” she yells.

His footsteps are on the stairs and then he holds out his arms. She rushes across the room and flings herself into him. “Be good, ZoZo.”

“You too.”

He walks her out of our sight. The door opens and closes and their voices go away. Roarke clears his throat, getting my attention.

“I don’t have a tiny penis.” He smirks. “It was a joke in high school, but Wyatt didn’t want his little sister trying to get with me either.”

“Umm, I know you don’t.” I squirm in my chair, thinking of his hand stroking his thick cock. It’s bigger than any guy I’ve been with in the past.

“Want to almost double your number, poppet?” Roarke winks. Four guys. Damn. Just thinking about it winds me up.

Standing, I gesture toward the kitchen. “I have chores I need to do.”

“Running away?”

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