Who
are we? Like you even need to ask. We’re the seven richer-than-sin legacies
causing debauchery at the prestigious Astor University in Manhattan.
Some call us spoiled.
Some call us trouble.
But everyone calls us the Park Avenue Princes.
Weston LaRue
“The Playboy”
I’m never one to turn down a bet. Especially not when it comes to retaliating
against the dean for pulling a dick move before summer break.
So when the dean’s golden child arrives at Astor for his freshman year, my
fellow troublemakers throw down a wager I can’t resist.
The target: the dean’s son, John Thomas Hawthorne, or “JT.”
The bet: corruption in any way I choose.
It should’ve been easy. With his mess of brown curls, pouty lips, and good-boy
reputation, JT is the perfect revenge. And even better? He’s straight.
Challenge accepted. I’ll do whatever it takes to prove a point, no matter how
reckless it might be.
Game. On.
Infamous Park Avenue Prince is the first standalone novel in the Park
Avenue Princes world.
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CHAPTER 6
~ JT ~
The best thing about Astor so far? The high-end coffee bar conveniently located between classes. As I stood in line, I read over the specials menu, which featured drinks I’d never even heard of. Blueberry matcha latte? Espresso and tonic? Eh, I wasn’t quite that adventurous, though something called a cereal milk cappuccino piqued my interest. Whatever had caffeine and tasted decent was good enough for me.
I checked the time on my phone and moved with the line, getting closer to the counter but not by much. Still, I could afford to wait a few more minutes.
“So let me guess. White mocha frappuccino?”
My head shot up to see West’s lazy grin as he sidled in beside me. I glanced behind him to the glares his cutting in line had earned, but he only crossed his arms over his chest and studied the menu board.
“There’s a line for a reason,” I said pointedly, pocketing my cell.
“A line?” West’s nose wrinkled. “Not sure I’m familiar with the term.”
I shook my head. Of course this was new for him. He probably had his coffee delivered in class. “Are you stalking me?”
“What? Two people who go to the same school can’t happen to run into each other from time to time?”
“I’m sure they could, but this feels intentional.”
“Or it’s a double shot kind of day and I saw you standing alone.” West cocked a brow. “Want me to leave?”
I looked around us at all my classmates paired up and in groups and felt that dull pang of loneliness that came with being the new guy. People weren’t exactly lining up to be my best friend, but West didn’t seem to have the “dean’s son” aversion.
“How about this,” I said, as the line moved forward. “Tell me what your deal is and you can stay.”
“Gonna buy my coffee too?”
“You’re the one who lives in the Waldorf Towers. You can buy mine.”
West smirked but nodded. “I like you.”
“You don’t know me.”
“I know enough.”
“In the whole two conversations we’ve had?”
“There are other ways to get to know someone.”
I cocked my head, eyeing him closely, something about that statement sending up warning flags I probably should listen to, but… “What do you mean, ‘other ways’?”
West chuckled, the sound cool, his smile charming. “Relax, JT. It’s not like I’m a stalker or anything.”
“You sound like a stalker.”
“And you sound paranoid. I just meant that I’ve seen you a couple times around the halls, and you’re always alone. You seem like a nice guy, so it can’t be that you’re an ass—”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence.”
“All I’m saying is, you look like you could use a friend.”
“And that friend should be you?”
West shrugged and slipped a hand into his pocket. “Could be. I don’t see anyone else lining up. And you know why? Not because of you; it’s because your mother is—”
“The dean. Yeah, I worked that much out myself.”
“Right. But if you’re friends with me”—West leaned in a little closer, and Jesus, the guy even smelled expensive—“everyone will like you.”
I turned my head to make sure he saw how hard I was rolling my eyes but instead found myself staring into his. They were a cool azure blue, like the clearest lake, and seemed to sparkle at me like the sun was reflecting off the water. It was probably one of the many reasons he got away with everything and anything.
Too charming for his own good.
“JT?”
“Huh?”
“I was saying, if you’re friends with me, everyone will like you.”
“Because you’re that likeable?”
“Let’s put it this way—people talk to me for two reasons: they want to be me or want to be friends”—he paused and winked—“or more with me.”
I snorted and shook my head. “Wow, you’re super confident.”
“That comes with having enough money to do whatever the hell I want.”
“And is that what you do? Whatever the hell you want?”
“And who, if I’m lucky.”
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