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“Damn, hungry?” he asks, laughing.

“Starving and no, I’ll eat whatever you guys like,” I say.

He looks at me for a minute before pulling my blanket off. “Come on, you aren’t hiding back here all night.”

“You gonna be an asshole?” I ask, grinning.

“I’m naturally an asshole, but I promise I won’t be a prick.”

We both laugh and I feel like I might have finally started to win them over. Or, at least, Lane. He seems to be the sweet one. The one that cares the most.

“Okay,” I say, hopping off the bed.

We walk out and the other three are talking until they notice me. I sit at the table and look out the window. “Don’t stop on my account,” I say, keeping my gaze on the scenery passing by in a blur.

“Where are you from, Lorelei?” Everett asks.

I turn my head and all four of them are looking at me. I laugh as I roll my eyes. “Is this your way of saying you are all sorry for treating me like shit for the last week?”

“Not at all, we’re just curious,” Kegan says.

Sure, boss man, whatever you say.

“I’m from Chicago,” I say.

“Cool, got a boyfriend?” Lane asks.

I laugh, shaking my head. “No.”

“Why?” Kegan asks, his dark eyes bouncing between mine.

“Why don’t you have a girlfriend?” I reply.

“Damn,” Remi says, laughing. “She turned that shit fast.”

Kegan shows me the first genuine smile and I return it. “Touché,” he says.

“How old are you?” Everett asks.

“Twenty-five.”

“No shit, me, too,” he says, excitedly.

I laugh as I turn my body to face them. “I know.”

“You do?” he asks, surprised.

“Well, yeah. I had to do research before starting the position. I couldn’t walk onto this bus and know nothing,” I say, shrugging.

“What kind of research?” Kegan asks, crossing his arms.

I tap my chin, looking up at the ceiling. “Sex tapes,” I whisper.

“What the fuck?”

“From where?”

“Whose?”

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