Chapter 23

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"Honey, I'm home!" Sydney calls out to Brian.

"I'm in the kitchen..." he yells back.

We walked in to a messy kitchen. Bowls, dishes, pots and pans all over the place. Sydney bit her lip trying not to say something rude, but she just couldn't help herself.

"What the fuck are you doing Brian?" Sydney looked curiously with disgust at her kitchen and then at Brian. "...And why the fuck are you wearing nothing, but Lana's apron. God, you know what.... You can have it. I can't see her in it now with your fucking ass hanging out. Fucking gross, Bro!"

"Look how firm they are though. I'm sure your guitarist would love this fine ass."

"Yes... my Guitarist and... he does have a name. It's Ricky!"

"Aww, what a handsome name... Ricky." Brian dazed into the name.

"Snap out of it, Bitch, and answer the question. Why the fuck are you cooking in my kitchen?" Sydney said in annoyance.

"I wanted to cook dinner for you and Lana..."

Sydney looked at him with her eyes narrowed and her lips pointing out. She tilts her head a little to the side wondering why he even bothered.

"No you didn't! You want to look like you're hubby material for Ricky," I said sarcastically.

"Okay, maybe that too." He beamed his pearly whites at us.

"But really, I wanted to cook for you first and foremost because I knew you guys might have had a rough day."

"Very kind of you, Bri!" I responded back. "But really, dressed in just my apron? Now your dick is all over the back of it."

"Well, maybe I wasn't thinking at the time being high, but it seemed like a fucking good idea then."

The door bell ranged as I rolled my eyes at him, "Finish what you are doing and put some fucking clothes on." I said as I walked toward the large double French doors and open them. "Hey Ricky, thanks for dropping by. Syd's in the kitchen."

"Thanks Lana. How are you?" He asked as he enters the house.

"I'm doing just fine."

"I heard about today. I hope everything went well."

"Everything went great."

"That's good. I'm glad things turned out for the better. I was going to drop by earlier, but Sydney informed me you both had a meeting and to drop by for dinner. Which by the way smells great."

I grinned in hopes that Brian was dressed, but to my surprised he was stirring something on the stove with his behind facing directly at us. I couldn't help, but hid the annoyance and embarrassment on my facial expression. Sydney was sitting on the counter skimming through her phone not a care in the world. She seemed to just forgot about her naked gay best friend with his ass hanging out in front of her.

"Fucking A, Brian. You couldn't even put on shorts or something?" I turned to Ricky, "I'm so sorry about him."
I said in embarrassment.

"Oh, no it's okay," Ricky's eyes widen then cleared his throat, "Hi, I'm Ricky. One of Sydney's band mates," he blushed.

"Nice to meet you," Brian walks closer to him, wipes his hands on my once upon a time Apron, "I'm Brian, Sydney's Best Friend. Please make yourself at home. Take a seat. Dinner's almost ready.

Without leaving her gaze from her phone, Sydney reacted, "Don't fucking forget, you don't live her Brian."

"That's not what the keys to your house says."

"Please leave them on the counter on your way out tonight, Bri. I can't deal with you right now, I'm taking care of some stuff and you're distracting," she finally lifts her eyes from her phone and turns to Ricky. "Hey Rick, what's up?"

Ricky eyes were following Brian's every move for the most obvious reasons. His damn ass cheeks in full display.

"Earth to Rick. Hey!!! Hello?!"

"Hey Sydney! Yeah, uh sorrry. Here's your jacket you left behind at the club and I just got a call from Becca since you were not picking up. We have to appear at a club in Las Vegas this weekend."

"Vegas! I'm always down for Vegas...." Sydney turned to me, "Babe, will you be able to go to Vegas? Please say you can?!"

"How about me? Where's my invite?" Brian interrupted.

"In the trash, where that ass of yours goes," Sydney jokingly said and we all laughed. "Yes, you too, Bro. Want to go?"

"Thought you'd never asked." Brian jumping for joy.

"We'll Babe, Can you go?"

"Of course."

"Yes, it's settled. I'll call my pilot and let him know to set up our flight for Friday afternoon," then she looked to Brian. "Hey Brian, might need to go find another ride. Lana and I are going to join the Mile High Club." She smirked at me.

"Fuck, Sydney. That's no fair."

"It's only fair since you came unannounced today and then put me in a mood." Sydney laughed.

"It's fine, Brian. You can fly with the band." Ricky interjected.

"Oh that's even better," Brian winked at Ricky, "Maybe we can join the Mile High Club too."

"BRIAN?!" Sydney yelled.

Ricky's face blushing of what seemed of embarrassment, but also loving the idea had him smirking.

"And you, Rick!" Sydney Rolled his eyes. "You know what?! Whatever, you guys can do whatever you want. Not gonna even bother. Just not in my fucking house. Go out front on the yard."

I sat on Sydney lap, "Baby, relax..." I kissed her forehead. "Just think of it as a little getaway for us. Don't even think about them. We haven't gone on vacation or trip together, so let's make the best of it."

Sydney wrapped her arms around me, "Your right!" She kissed me on the lips, "Just me and you and these weirdos."

Brian staring at Ricky with lustful eyes and silently mouthed, "Call me.." Raising his hands like a phone to his ears. Ricky giggled and nodded.

"So, Vegas trip. I can't wait!" Sydney looked at everyone. Brian and Ricky turned towards Sydney and repeated in unison, "Vegas Baby!"

I don't know how this trip is going to be like. Having Brian, Sydney and her band, Becca and whoever else going sounded like no one is going to get any sleep this weekend. I'm excited, but also anxious. To be honest, I've only been around the east coast and never seen Vegas up close. This first time experience with Sydney and her entourage seemed like the best way to see Vegas. I can't wait to see the lights and the rows of oddly shaped tall hotels, or what the strip had to offer, what the clubs were like, just drinking the day and night away. I'm excited for it all.

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