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where she's applying the last of her make-up.
    "I don't know the name; Liam just said that it's a private club where we’ll have our own section or something, bouncer and all."
    "Oooh, sounds fancy.", she comes out smiling and spins around...”Do I look ok?"
    "You look great!", I take a quick spin around. "What about me?"
    "Fabulous, sweetie", we both smile and hook arms and step out into the hall and quickly note Nate standing at the end looking in all directions at once.
    "Good evening, ladies.", he crosses his arms and nods at us. "Your limo is set to be here in 5 minutes. Mr. Adams and Mr. Warren will already be inside. Eric is waiting by the door for you."
    "Thanks, Nate.", I smile at him and we walk the rest of the way towards the door and wave at Eric as we step out into the cool breeze of the night.
    "Are you nervous?", I whisper as I step a little closer to Krista.
    She nods and her eyes widen. "What if this is some kind of fluke? Like if he hangs out with me some more and decides I'm not worth it? And what's going to happen once their done filming, I could be just left behind."
    I frown and squeeze her arm. "Don't think like that. I told you, if he hurts you, I'm gonna hurt him."
    She smiles as we see the limo turn the corner.
    "Here we go!", I whisper as the driver comes around the side to open the door and Scott steps out and takes a long look over Krista.
    "Wow.", is all he says and she blushes almost as red as her dress.
    "Hi.", she says softly as he takes her hand and pulls her to his side.
    "You look amazing, Krista."
    "Thank you.", she bites down on her lip and looks at me with a smile on her face.
    "She does....and so does my wife.", Liam interrupts and steps out to pull me to him.
    "Well, thank you.", I smile and put my hand on his cheek. "You look pretty good yourself"
    He gets a big grin and leans down to kiss me as he runs his hands down my sides and comes to rest on my lower back.
    "Alright you lovebirds, get in before we make the bodyguards anxious.", Scott interrupts and I giggle at Liam's glare.
    Once we're all piled into the back of the limo, I catch Krista's attention for a minute and she has a huge grin on her face. Scott better treat her right. I have the same fear as Krista does. What happens when they leave again? They can't have that much more filming to do. What happens to us then? Can we make it work?
    Shaking my head to get out of my thoughts, I turn to Liam and squeeze his hand. "So, tell me about where we're going."
    "It's called The Infinity; it's a really nice place. Private rooms, good for dancing, having a drink and just forgetting everything for a while."
    "Sounds good to me.", I lean over and lay my head on his shoulder and absently listen to Krista chattering away until we pull up to the club.
    "Ok, Nate and Eric are close by, but when we get out of the limo, keep your head down and stay near me so the Pap's don't cause a big scene, ok?", Liam asks.
    I nod and squeeze his hand. "Ok."
    He opens the door and pulls me out and starts walking quickly. I keep my face towards the ground and lean into him until we get inside the door.
    "Everything's good inside, right?", I ask and look up when Krista and Scott rush in.
    "Yep, inside there's no cameras allowed. Come on, our room is this way." Liam tugs me beside him and directs me into a large red and black room with giant couches and an extravagant bar in the middle.
    "Whoa....this is just...wow.", Krista says with a shocked look on her face.
    "I completely agree.", I reply and look around the room. I don't even want to know how much the things in this room cost or the drinks that come out of that bar.
    "Come on ladies....time to have some fun.", Scott says with a grin on his face as he pulls a laughing Krista onto the dance floor to dance to the fast paced music booming through the speakers.
    "Wanna dance, Katy?", Liam asks and pulls me tight against him.
    I scrunch up my nose. "You know I'm not much of a dancer."
    He leans down to my