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“Missie!” they all yell. “Aw, no!”

Relieved, I bend and kiss the top of her head, then turn back to the stage and mount the steps. Thankfully, I can see the guys waiting behind the partition at the end of the stage, so I refix the mic to the stand and say, “Luckily, it’s time for the real entertainment. Thank you, ladies, you’ve been a terrific audience.”

Chapter Twenty-Five

Missie

My heart is still hammering as Alex retrieves his clothing. Wow, that was close. I have no idea what he’d have done if I hadn’t laughed. Would he have stripped? Aw, dammit. But his naughty joke, and the mischievous look in his eyes, had been my undoing.

I’m totally bowled over by his performance and the way he controlled the crowd. I’m pretty certain his suggestion of stripping as he told his jokes was planned, but it was a brilliant idea, and the girls reacted so well to it, playing along.

We all whistle and boo as he picks up his trousers and puts them back on. Then Damon appears, and our boos turn to cheers. He looks at Alex and says into the mic, “Dude, what the fuck? You were only supposed to tell jokes.”

“They made me do it,” Alex mumbles, buttoning up his trousers. He pulls on his shirt, although he leaves it undone, then quickly adds the waistcoat and jacket before sitting on the edge of the stage to pull on his socks and shoes. “It’s a feral crowd, I’m telling you.”

Damon laughs and turns to face the audience. “How are you doing, girls?”

“We love you!” someone shouts.

He grins and blows a kiss to his fiancée. “You all right, sweetheart?”

She nods, looking up at him with complete adoration. He smiles. “Are you ready to be entertained?”

We all yell, “Yes!” and it turns into a loud chorus of whoops as the rest of the guys come out. They’re all wearing the same black suits, and it’s clear from their boisterous manner that they’re ‘a little tipsy’, in Alex’s words. They’re all there: Damon, Saxon, Kip, Mack, Huxley, Titus, Alex, James, Henry, Jackson, even Tyson, moving exceptionally well and with no walking stick in sight.

They form a line on the stage, with Damon at the mic. He winks at Belle and says, “We’ve got something a little special for you now.”

Alex nods to someone at the back, and the white lights around the terrace dim, leaving the spotlight on Damon, and another on the DJ to the side. A bass beat starts playing—a pounding, heavy heartbeat, and at the same time, colored lasers jump into life and flash around the stage.

As the music starts, my eyes widen, and I glance along the lines of girls, seeing the same realization reflected in their faces. We all recognize the song—it’sI Screamby the Kiwi band Paua of One, and oh my God, the lyrics are absolutelyfilthy. It earned an Explicit tag and was banned on all the radio stations, but it still managed to become famous across the country, and any time it comes on in a nightclub, it immediately has everyone up dancing.

And now the guys start moving to the beat, in the semi-darkness, with the stars behind them and the laser lights flashing across the terrace. They’ve obviously been practicing this, because all these gorgeous, sexy men are moving together, and oh wow, if that isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

Damon moves closer to the mic and adopts the same breathy tone as the band’s singer as he murmurs, “Let me hear you scream…”

We all scream in response, and he smirks as he begins to sing. He directs the lyrics to his fiancée, but it’s impossible not to feel as if he’s singing to all of us.

“It’s summer, baby, and it’s hot tonight,

I’ll hold your ice cream, baby, gonna take a bite,

Hey it’s melting, baby, and it’s time to strip,

Let me lick it, baby, suck up every drip…”

As he says the word ‘strip’, the guys all start unbuttoning their jackets, and we all scream as if they’re The Beatles. Wow, Damon delivers the lines so sexily, leaving no doubt as to exactly what he’s thinking about licking up, and Belle covers her mouth with a hand, probably blushing, although it’s too dark to see.

“Lie down, baby, now I’m melting too,

Gonna melt my ice cream over you…

Lie down baby, and open wide,

Want you to take my ice cream all inside…”

Oh, holy shit. I don’t think I’m going to make it through this song in one piece. I hear Belle say, “I think I’m going to faint,” just along from me, and I know what she means.

The guys are all singing together now.

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