Page 66 of This Time Around
“Sorry, Padre.”
Ollie just shook his head. Andy told me how Keeton liked to address Ollie by every title except the correct one. Hell, he was already a reverend and a padre in the two minutes since I arrived.
“What are you performing next week?” Adam asked me.
“Heart,” I replied before digging in the food that Andy was nice enough to order for me. “I’m just not sure which songs.”
Brent whipped out his phone and pulled up YouTube. “Let us help you, Peach.”
“Which sister will you dress as?” Ollie asked me.
“Definitely Ann,” I told him. “She is the one with the pipes.”
“Oh! ‘Alone’ would be amazing,” Tyler suggested. “That’s a badass song. Filled with longing and lust.” I raised a brow, and he just shrugged and grinned mischievously.
“That’s a contender, although I don’t quite have the range.”
“What about ‘All I Want to Do’? That’s a newer song at least. Sexy too.” Adam suggested, waggling his brows.
“Something more dramatic,” I replied. “I’m thinking ‘Magic Man’ would be a fun one to perform.”
“Nice,” Andy said.
“Why don’t you sing something a little more modern?” Keeton asked. “I’ve never heard of this band.”
“Child,” I said dramatically. “In a world where every Britney, Beyoncé, and Christina song has been performed a million times over, this queen wants to do something different for her time on the stage.”
“Madonna or Cher then? They’re kind of old, but still cool. Sorta.”
The rest of us gasped around the table.
“Old?” Ollie asked in shock. “You mean timeless?”
“They were our allies long before Brit Brit and Queen B were,” Andy pointed out.
“I’ve already done those two fabulous divas a dozen times,” I said.
“Did you wear the pointy bra or pretend to masturbate in the center of a bed on stage?” Keeton asked. Was he trying to rattle me?Pay attention and take notes, cutie pie.
“Who was pretending?” I asked sassily, earning cheers from everyone but him.Game. Set. Match.
“So, when are we going to bowl again?” I asked the fellas, changing the subject.
They suddenly couldn’t figure out when they would be available again. They had such busy lives and stuff.
“We can draw names so it levels out the playing field a little bit more,” I suggested.
“It does sound fun,” Adam admitted. “Do you bowl, Keeton?”
“I’ve bowled a few times. I’m not very good at it though.” He shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal, but it seemed to me he was bracing himself for rejection.
“Yeah, right,” Adam said then snorted. “That’s the same bullshit that Peach pulled with us the first time.”
Brent and Tyler groaned while Adam laughed.
“Glad you thought it was funny,” Brent said.
“I thought it was hilarious,” Ollie told them.