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a familiar hand stopped the door. As it reopened, my jaw dropped at the sight of Johnny and Bex stepping into the elevator.
    “You could all be on the cover of GQ magazine,” Natalie commented. “Would you look at you rockers, all cleaned up.”
    Bex was wearing a tight black sequined dress with a slit up one leg. Her long hair was piled on top of her head. Her makeup was dark and edgy, the only part of her that resembled Bex. Johnny was in a monkey suit like me, his hair perfectly styled.
    “I hate this fucking suit,” Johnny said, making me nod in agreement. “Good thing the second I saw Bex in that dress, it hit the floor and I was bending her over the—”
    “Johnny!” Bex interrupted. “Are you fucking serious?”
    “What?” Johnny wiggled his eyebrows at us. “I can’t help it that you are the fucking sexiest woman on this planet.”
    “They are my siblings!” Bex sighed, turning back to us. “Who would’ve thought, right? All of us dressed like professionals and shit. Where’s Tanner?”
    I cringed. God only knows who Tanner had found. “Haven’t seen him since we finished rehearsing earlier.” Tanner had his own room, which was dangerous to the women of Orlando.
    The elevator door opened, and we all stepped out, heading down the long hallway to the ballroom. Soft classical music pumped out of the open doors, and men and women dressed in formal attire like us milled around, drinks in their hands. Servers scuttled between them, switching out empty drinks for full ones and making sure everything was pristine. This was completely outside of my realm.
    Tanner stood just outside the main doors of the ballroom in deep conversation with a breathtaking blonde. She had her hand on his forearm, and he his eyes crinkled at her in his All-American way. The way that made panties fall. Hell, for all we knew, he could’ve already had her panties in his suit jacket.
    Bex saw him at the same time I did, and we made our way in his direction. He spotted us immediately and grinned. “There you guys are! Holy shit! Someone needs to take a picture of us all dressed up like prim and proper socialites. Honey, would you take one with my phone?”
    I knew he called her “honey” because he didn’t have a clue what her name was—if she’d even told him one.
    She laughed and took his phone. “Only if we can have a selfie first. I can’t believe I’m meeting Jaded Regret! That’s so awesome!” Before any of us could say a word, she held her phone up and smiled, forcing us all to cooperate with her selfie.
    Once “honey” took a photo of just the band with Tanner’s phone, Bex gave him the look he knew meant lose the girl . He made an excuse about catching up with her later and walked over to us.
    “Seriously,” Bex bitched. “Do you have any standards?”
    “What?” Tanner watched as “honey” sauntered away. She peered back every few seconds to see if Tanner was watching, which he was, of course.
    “Did she suck your dick already, or are you planning that for later? I guess it doesn’t matter how annoying one is when their mouth is busy.” Bex’s direct words sent me into a coughing fit. She never minced them; that was for damn sure.
    “You want to know about my action, Bex?” He turned to Johnny. “Johnny, you don’t satisfy the woman enough so she wants to know about me? You wanna watch, Bex?”
    Tanner always played with fire, and playing with Johnny would only get him burned.
    “For your information, Tan, I fucked my wife six ways to Sunday on our bathroom counter, in the shower, while she was bent over the couch in our room and—”
    Tanner held up his hand. “Just kidding. You can stop now.”
    “Don’t you ever ask my wife if she wants to watch you fuck someone,” Johnny said.
    “Okay.” Natalie stepped in between them. “Boys, put away your dicks. You both have big ones, all right? We’re at a dinner and are the guests of honor. This isn’t the time. They’re ready for us to