“Can I get your attention?” Jax asks.
Me, my eight men, Valley and Bryan, Cynthia, and Thor all wait for what he needs to say.
“I have a gift for you all,” Jax says. “You have been invaluable in taking down The Retreat, and you’re all amazing people.” Jax looks right at Cynthia, blushing as he quickly averts his eyes.
Hmmm... that's a thought I’ll pursue later.
“I’ve noticed you have been listening to the same band for days, so I did some checking, and found out they’re playing here tonight. Falling in Reverse, right? Anyway, I have VIP pit passes for all of you and meet and greets with Ronnie Radke for the girls.” Jax hits us with a rare smile.
Us girls shoot up from our seats, squealing in excitement.
The guys shake their heads but are smiling.
“Wait—does this include me?” Thor asks.
“Of course,” Jax says.
“Whoa…”
“We have to go pick outfits!” Valley announces. “Sexy is the key word.”
“Oh, fuck no,” Synn starts, but I cut him off with a murderous glare.
“We will wear whatever we want, husband.”
The others grumble, but no one else speaks up.
Satisfied we won’t have any more interruptions, we dance right out of the kitchen, chattering about the possibilities.
“Damn, girls, we look superhot. Ronnie won’t know what hit him!” I exclaim, knowing the guys will be fuming.
Valley giggles, and Cynthia nods her head several times.
“Totally agree, bestie,” Valley says with a grin.
I'm wearing a micro-mini skirt in green, the color of my eyes. Paired with a cropped, black tank top that barely covers the bottom of my breasts, and thigh-high, shiny, black boots. My hair is full of voluptuous curls hanging down my back. My eyes are done up in green and black eyeliner, and my lips are rocking a bright red.
Valley has on black, skin-tight shorts that show her butt cheeks, a black crop tee that skirts her ribcage, and her usual black combat boots. Her eyes are heavily lined in black, and her lips are a deep crimson. Her normally curly hair is straightened and shining.
Cynthia is wearing a skater-style skirt in deep blue so short that if she bends over, she’ll be mooning everyone. A light blue cami with thin straps and ankle boots with fringe and small heels in black complete her look. Her eyes have black liner and her red lipstick matches mine. Her blonde hair is a tumble of curls pulled off her neck in a high ponytail.
I am so excited for this show. Knowing we’ll be in VIP, and get to meet Ronnie Radke himself, is insane.
We owe Jax for this one. It's such a thoughtful gift.
We spritz ourselves in perfume, then Val asks, “You guys ready?”
“Lead on, bestie,” I tell her.
We file out of Valley’s room, walking straight into the guys, who aren’t even pretending to wait for us like stalkers.
Bryan is the first to react. “Uh... Val? That is not appropriate. I mean, guys will be staring...”
The poor guy turns beet red, his hand going up to wipe the back of his neck.
“Bry... really? You've been hanging with those bozos for too long. I am wearing this. End of,” Valley insists.
Thor walks up to Cynthia, trying to block her from the others’ view.
