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“Holy shit, if I knew this was going to happen, I would have had you come on later, after we had more donations.”

Laughing at that, I shook my head. “My bank account thanks you for not doing that. Like I said, worth it.”

“You are a fricken goddess,” he said.

Jacey kept flipping his shit for a little bit longer until finally letting me get my goodbyes in. I signed out, still keeping his stream up.

Questions for me popped up in chat despite me being off the screen.

Will you stream?

You should stream.

Jacey even told them to give me a follow to urge me to join the streaming world. As soon as he said that and even shared my profile, I began getting alerts about being followed.

I replied: I think for now, joining as a special guest is about as close to streaming as I get.

That gave me a stream of sad faces and Jacey trying to egg me on, but it wasn’t working. This was too nerve wracking for me.

“That was amazing,” Toby said, practically hopping to my side. He wrapped his arms around me as he leaned into me from behind and looked down at the computer screen. I leaned back slightly, unable to pull away from his warmth.

Bryan laughed. “He’s still freaking out about what you did.”

I laughed, feeling a bit giggly after doing that. “I figured it was the least I could do. By the way, don’t think I didn’t see it. Thank you for your donations. That was really nice of you.”

“Worth it,” Bryan said. “Though now I feel bad for donating so much. I didn’t realize you were going to match. And what was it about that one donation for a thousand.”

My smile slipped as I suppressed a small shudder. “From Arden Laurens. A music producer I’m doing work for. It was on hold for a while because he was overseas or something, but he’s back. I’m supposed to meet him after Thanksgiving.”

“Can’t believe that asshole did that,” Seth said.

“Is there something I’m missing?” Toby asked.

“Not really,” I said.

“Bullshit. Don’t sugar coat it,” Bryan said. “That guy is a creep.”

“He hasn’t done anything.”

“He did enough to make you uncomfortable. That’s enough. Do you really need to work for him?” Bryan asked.

“It’s really good money. After the holidays are over, the jobs drop down through winter. This will be good. And it isn’t often that I get to create all the songs for a musical. It’ll be around twenty-five songs or so, and they’re buying the rights for each song individually. Because of my past experience and some of the hits I’ve written, my songs are worth something. That’s easily a hundred grand I’m looking at. That isn’t money I can turn down.”

“Are you serious?” Toby asked.

“They offered a percentage, but we settled on a flat rate for each song, and then a lower percentage to be deemed as mine off of sales, but it’ll be donated to Hope’s Embrace instead in my name.”

“That’s so insane,” Toby said.

I shrugged. “Worth it.”

The guys helped me take down the setup slowly while we kept Jacey’s stream going in the background for us to listen to.

At one point, a song got Toby going, and he grabbed me as he jumped around dancing. Laughing, I joined him, knowing I looked absolutely ridiculous but it was hard to care when Toby’s dancing was more chaotic. The guy needed hazard lights on. And I was more than happy to dance haphazardly right along with him.

Chapter Twenty-Six

~Seth’s POV~

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