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Hailee casually whispers to me, “Come on, live a little.You deserve to have a good time.Let Edward see youthrivingwhen you’re plastered on page six.Living your best lifewithouthim.”

I sigh as I look down at my sister, and I know I’m going to pay for this later.

I glance at Richie and Dare.

“What did you have in mind?”

CHAPTER7

Dare

I have to admit,I am not one hundred percent certain that we’llactuallyget into Saint & Sinner tonight, but it’s worth a shot, right?

Fake it ‘til you make it and all that?

“Oh, I’ve never been to S&S!”Hailee giggles.“I’ve been dying to go.”

“Don’t you need, like, a reservation?”Hans asks.

Shit, I hadn’t thought of that.

“I can get us in,” Matty says in his sexy Batman voice, pulling all of our attention.

“Uh...since when do you go clubbing?”Celina asks, raising an eyebrow.

I watch as Matty shrugs, his expression stoic as usual.

“I’ve been there once or twice,” he replies, shifting his stance.

Hailee shifts closer to my brother with a grin.“Now wehaveto go.I have to see my brother actually act like a rockstar for once and get us into a damn strip club.”

Matty rolls his eyes before glancing at me.“It’s not a strip club, Hailee.It’s a sex club.There is a difference.”

“As long as they have drinks and ass, I’m in,” I chime with excitement.

Richie clears his throat as he looks at me, raising an eyebrow, and I realize before he even speaks what he’s implying.

Fuck, that means I’m going to have to call a damn Uber.

“I, uh...guess I’ll call an Uber and meet you guys there...”I say, shooting some finger guns at my brother, if only to not look like a complete asshole.

Though I wish just for once I was the one who could drive the car around with a hot date.

Matty’s hand enters my vision as he pushes my phone down.

I glance up at him, biting my damp lip as I try to remember this asshole is actually, an asshole and not some prince charming in a black silk button down and tight leather pants.

“No need, I’ll have my driver get us,” he says sternly as Celina and Hans echo their excitement.

“Oh, uh...thanks.I guess,” I grumble.

Matty suavely pulls out his phone, and in a very Bruce Wayne fashion, calls us a fucking limousine.

I swear the thing barely takes five minutes to arrive, just as Hailee and Richie disappear around the corner.

The four of us crawl in, and I can’t help but marvel at the space in this thing.I swear, it’s the nicest limo I’ve ever been in.

Way better than the limo I rented with Richie for prom.Which I went to dateless, of course.

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