Page 339 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
Um...what?
Matt took a deep breath. “I swore I’d only ever do this once in my life. For my girl.” He pointed to Brooklyn. “But it’s time to break out the pipes and dance moves for one of my best friends. Love you, man.”
Tanner smiled. “This is going to be amazing.”
“Here’s to the happy couple,” said Matt. He pulled a Band-Aid out of his pocket and put it on under his eye.
And then Hot in Herre by Nelly started playing. Matt started singing in place of Nelly. It was terrible, yet amazing at the same time.
Matt pulled on his collar to show that he was hot and twirled around. He shimmied and then pointed to Rosalie. She copied the move.
It was hilarious. But...Hot in Herre? What did this have to do with Tanner and my love story?
But then Spaceboy carried out a table. With a tablecloth and an unlit candle. Rosalie and Matt sat down at the table.
No.
Rosalie knocked the unlit candle onto the table into a bowl of oil that I very much hoped was empty. She screamed at the top of her lungs as Matt kept singing. Then she pulled on the tablecloth, making the “flaming” oil hit Matt right in the junk.Some pyrotechnics went off behind him, symbolizing his flaming pants.
They were reenacting the OG Incident.Fuck my life.
Matt dropped the mic and screamed at the top of his lungs. The same ear-piercing, super high-pitched scream that came out of his mouth at the restaurant.
Tanner was laughing so hard.
Actually, everyone was laughing.
Which made it easier for me to laugh too. The incidents were in the past. It was time I started laughing at them. And the OG Incident had been the start of my dating journey.
Rosalie fell to her knees and pretended to pat the front of Matt’s pants while the music kept playing.
Okay. Hot in here. I got it. Hot as in flames. Cute.
Tanner put his arm around my shoulders. “I’m glad we didn’t erase our memories of the incidents. Or else this would have been very confusing.”
I laughed. “True.”
The song ended and Nigel and Chastity ran up on stage as Matt and Rosalie exited.
One Way or Another by Blondie started playing. And surprisingly, Nigel was the one singing it instead of Chastity.
I laughed. “A stalker song. Perfect.” I lightly shoved Tanner’s shoulder.
“It is perfect. For you.”
I shook my head and watched Nigel and Chastity on stage. Chastity sat down on a bench that Spaceboy had brought out. She pulled some binoculars out of her purse.
“You were saying?” asked Tanner.
But then Nigel pulled on a trench coat and a fake mustache.
“Youwere saying?” I looked up at Tanner.
He laughed.
Nigel started chasing Chastity around the stage. But it was really more of a dance than a chase. It was quite elegant.
Nigel kept changing his disguises. Colorful tuxedos. Normal billionaire tuxedos. His Francois the waiter costume that Tanner had borrowed. And lederhosen, which did not make sense for Tanner. But totally made sense for Nigel. Nigel threw himself against the wall and Chastity pretended she couldn’t see him.
