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sidestepping him to the fridge.
    Rhys wrinkled his nose. “You’re disgusting.” He nodded at Jake. “I’ll take one.”
    “Bray?” Jake asked.
    “Nah, I’ll fix a sandwich when I come back out. It’s almost time for my Skype chat with Lily.”
    When he started for the bedroom, Jake snorted. “Don’t be doing anything raunchy with Lily now
    that Angel is on the bus.”
    Brayden whirled around to shoot Jake a death glare. “You know good and well that Jude and
    Melody are always there for my calls, you jackass!”
    With a chuckle, Jake went back to working on his culinary masterpieces while Brayden slammed
    the bedroom door shut. AJ came over to the table with a Dominos box and began shoveling in several
    cold slices of pepperoni pizza.
    “Are you even chewing that?” I asked.
    He winked at me and replied, “I got a big appetite, Angel.”
    I wagged my finger at him. “Manners, remember?”
    Not taking his eyes from mine, he picked a napkin from the table and daintily wiped the corners of
    his mouth.
    I grinned. “It’s not the dirty outside I’m concerned about, perv.”
    AJ threw his head back and roared. “Damn, Abby, I sure am stoked about having you on the bus
    with us. You’re going to be fun as hell.”
    “I hope so. I wouldn’t want to be a nag.” At the mischievous tinkle in his dark eyes, I shook my
    head. “Don’t even go there.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “Don’t say some cheesy thing like ‘Ooh baby, you can nag me all night long—two or three times!’”
    AJ’s dark eyes widened as his slice of pizza dropped onto the table. “Okay, it’s really creepy how
    you can read my mind, but then again…fuck! It’s so hot that you can think like a dude!”
    I laughed. “Older brothers, remember?”
    A wide grin spread on his face. “Remind me to thank them someday for raising you right, Angel.”
    Rhys raked his hand through his unkempt hair. “Speaking of your brothers, I caught part of their
    show. They’re not bad.”
    “Not bad?” I huffed indignantly.
    Pink tinged his cheeks. “Well, you know what I meant…for light rockers.”
    AJ bobbed his head. “Yeah, when they were introduced, I kinda expected some Jonas Brothers
    shit. But they’re actually hardcore for Christian rockers.”
    Leaning my elbows on the table, I eyed AJ and Rhys. “My brothers are fantastic musicians! I mean,
    can you two play multiple instruments?”
    “Well, no—” Rhys began.
    I smirked at them before crossing my arms over my chest. “Although he’s probably the least
    musically inclined, Gabe is one hell of a drummer, and he can write a song like nobody’s business.
    Micah can play the guitar, bass, banjo, dulcimer, and piano, not to mention he has an amazing voice
    for harmonizing. And Eli—he plays the bass and the fiddle and sings too. Along with Gabe, they’ve
    been writing their own songs and composing their own music since they were ten.”
    Rhys held his hands up in defeat. “I stand corrected, Angel. Your brothers are complete and total
    badasses!”
    Jake flipped an omelet onto a plate and added, “And their sister is pretty hardcore too.”
    I laughed. “Thank you—for all your compliments about the general badassery of my family’s
    DNA.”
    After winking at me, Jake then shuffled over to the fridge and pulled out a carton of orange juice.
    “I’d really rather have a Coke Zero if you have it.”
    He ignored me as he poured two large glasses before handing me one. “OJ is better for you.”
    Rhys shook his head. “Says the dude who has beer with his breakfast most days.”
    “Shut up, douchebag.” Eyeing me, he then said, “You did pass out about thirty minutes ago from
    low blood sugar, remember?”
    “You’re right.” I took a long swig of my orange juice, and I had to admit it was good. “Thank you.”
    “You’re welcome, Angel.”
    I huffed out a frustrated breath. “Why do you all insist on calling me that?”
    Jake motioned to my dress. “For one,