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CHAPTER 90

Yay for your parents choosing your future husband and forcing you to fall in love with him.

Maybe I needed to start a bucket list.

Kiss just for fun: I can tick that off.

Have random sex.

Fall in love.

I leaned against the doorframe as Dirty J. finished up their practice. They were singing the song Conor introduced when they were back home a few weeks ago without clearing it with their label or manager. Turned out it was so popular among fans that they were forced to practice and perform it on tour, ready to record the second it was over.

They were incredible, truly. Four brothers, each so different, so unique, yet they jelled together like they were quadruplets. I didn’t think it would make a difference if Bray and Titus weren’t twins. I thought the four of them would fit together in the most perfect way anyway.

It was easy to see why America—and no joke, the world—loved them. It was easy to see why they had rabid, crazy fans. Why even moms and grandmas sang along to their songs.

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