"That was quick. It's 49203," Tico said into his phone, giving the gate passcode to Jon's house. The guys had been working diligently all day on their new album, These Days, and planned on having a boys' night to celebrate.

David's mouth fell open in disbelief, glancing over where Jon was talking to Hugh. "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"Dude," Richie chimed in, "He's gonna be pissed, man." Tico waved his hand to shut them both up. Both strained to hear the other end of the conversation with no luck.

Tico hung up the phone with a big smile. "Gotta run out quick," he gruffed, snubbing out his cigarette.

David and Richie looked at him puzzled. "Dude, can't it wait?! We're almost finished!" Richie exclaimed.

"My parts done for the day," Tico shrugged, "I'll meet you all at the bar."

He inhaled the spring air deeply, smiling at the sleek black Mercedes parked next to the private bar, converted from the pool house, on the property. They had been cooped up in Jon's basement studio for the better part of two weeks so it was a relief to emerge before the sun set. Tico took his time walking over and opened the backdoor.

"Good afternoon, ladies." He held out a hand to Roxy, who took it with a sweet smile and kissed his cheek.

"Hola, Papi T," she cooed.

Sadie walked around the car and slid an arm around Tico's neck. Both women were clad in short, tight fitting dresses that dipped dangerously in the back and plunging necklines. Roxy had chosen a sleek dark red while Sadie wore a classy black halter dress with sequins.

Each had completed their outfits with black stilettos. Tico couldn't help but look them over and nod appreciatively. He led the ladies into the bar, letting them take it all in. They glanced over the mounted platinum records and awards in awe.

"Are these the other guys?" Sadie asked pointing up at a group shot from promotion during Keep the Faith.

"That's them, minus the short one...Alec. David is now blonde rather than brunette but that's the only difference. The guys will be over soon."

"No worries, Papi," Sadie said with a smile. "Leave it to us." She pulled a thin box from her purse and opened it to him. "Your favorite."

"You know how to spoil a man, Carina," Tico chuckled and took one of the cigars, giving her a gracious kiss. She cut and lit it for him and joined her friend behind the bar.

Roxy pulled out a small notebook containing details for each guy, his preferences, likes and dislikes, and they began preparing refreshments for the men. Tico sat on a bar stool quietly and puffed away at his cigar. He dialed Jon's number and put him on speakerphone.

"Yeah?"

"I'm here. Where the hell are you three?"

"Lema's hashing out a harmony. Should only be another 15 minutes," Jon answered.

"Hurry up, man, I got a surprise for you all." Tico hung up and winked at Sadie. "You two looking real nice today. New dresses?"

Sadie brought a whiskey around to him and giggled when he slid his hand under her ass. "We wanted to look our best, Papi. So what are these men like?"

"Lema...David...is the keyboardist and joker of the bunch. Divorced, blonde curly hair and loves his Fireball whiskey. Richie...he's known as the King of Swing and our guitarist. Real ladies man. Married to Heather Locklear but that doesn't stop him. Jon, the band's lead singer, is quiet but flirty. Loves his wine and also divorced."

Roxy filled two glasses of wine and a smaller glass with Fireball when Tico's phone buzzed once more. He replied to the voice on the other end and nodded.

"Get ready for a ride, ladies," he announced. Sadie joined Roxy behind the bar once more, fixing her dress to show as much of her breasts as possible and long chestnut hair draped over one shoulder.

They grinned at each other as a group of male voices could be heard approaching.The guys finally walked in and stopped short upon seeing the beautiful women and comically bumped into each other.

"Hello, gentlemen," the girls greeted in unison.

"Hi," they responded in perfect harmony.

"I love Tico's surprises," David said lamely.

"I call dibs on the blonde," Richie replied.

"Hello ladies," Jon chimed in.

Sadie picked up David's whiskey with Roxy taking up the wine glasses and sauntered out to the boys. Their eyes nearly popped out and tongues hit the floor when they saw the short dresses and stilettos, trying to push past each other through the door.

Finally getting through and stumbling over their feet, they straighten themselves out and give their best charming smiles. The girls handed them their respective drinks while Tico watched the exchange.

"Thought we could use some...company," Tico said, "They'll be here for the week since its Spring Break. Drinks, entertainment, unadulterated excitement. Feel free to spoil them any way you'd like. Both have agreed to be very...discreet."

"What's your name, gorgeous?" David asked Sadie, eyeing her with a smirk.

Sadie wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and handed him the whiskey. "Sadie and you must be David."

He inhaled sharply and responded by placing his arm around her waist, hand resting on her hip. "Call me Dave or DB, beautiful. It's my pleasure to meet a beautiful creature like you."

"Since Lema here just got divorced six months ago, make sure he gets some special attention?" Tico pointed out and drank deeply from his own whiskey.

Sadie pinged one of David's long blonde curls and pouted. "I'm sorry to hear that, honey. If you need...anything...anything at all, let me know."

"And what about you, darlin'?" Richie asked Roxy, taking the proffered wine and hug.

"Roxanne but you can call me Roxy," she replied, kissing his cheek and handed Jon his wine. "You must be...Richie...and Jon."

"Indeed we are," Jon smiled as his eyes raked over her body in appreciation.

"It's a...pleasure...to meet you both," Roxy smiled at them both from beneath her lashes. "We're here to make your night extra special. Tico has explained you've all been working hard and we're here to help you relax."

The four men were extremely attractive in their own ways. Tonight, she thought as her blood heated under their scrutiny, was going to be a fun assignment.

"Why don't you gentlemen kick off your shoes and get settled in?" Sadie cooed. "You must be famished after working so hard." She kissed David's cheek. "We have a spread of food that'll have your mouths watering."

"Too late," David chuckled and followed the guys into the lounge and plopped down in one of the plush leather chairs. "How's it feel having the house to yourself?" He asked Jon with a smirk.

"Freeing but...empty," he replied with a shrug, "So stay tonight, if ya want. I got the room."

"I know the feeling, brother. She still giving you shit? April won't get the fuck off my ass! You know that greedy bitch is now demanding full custody of the twins?!"

"You're never home. You need to see your kids. You drink too much to have the kids." Jon mimicked his ex wife's recent phone calls, "She fucking knew what she was getting into from the word go. I miss Stephie more than I miss her."

David and Richie snorted in laughter. "Better than having a wife twist your words and fly off the shit at you for breathing," the latter joined in. They all knew Heather's mental health and stability had begun to wane over the last year, the marriage that America had swooned over now on the rocks.

"You gonna do anything about her, man?" Jon asked as his eyes raked over the girls, who had entered the lounge carrying platters of delicious, steaming finger foods and canapes. He licked his lips and shifted in his seat a little.

"Trying to hang in there, man. She's making it real hard though," Richie said, reaching out for an Italian sausage roll. He held out his glass when Roxy retrieved the bottle of wine, eyeing her short dress and long legs.

"Teek," Jon drew his drummer's attention, "How you managing to stay so together these days when we're all falling apart?" He took a deep pull on his wine.

Tico laughed and set his cigar on his ashtray, helping himself to the food. "I have my pastimes and Eva has hers." He moaned as Sadie caressed a finger over his cheek, grabbing her hand and kissing the back of it. "We have no secrets."

"Not that I'm complaining," David said around a mouthful of barbeque meatballs, "but...where did these girls come from?"

"You remember that club I took you to back home?"

"The Ace of Clubs?"

"That's the one," Tico nodded and puffed on his cigar, "I know the owner. He came to me with an offer of a part share in it one day." He relished his friends' reactions as three sets of eyes snapped to him, an expression of shock passing between them.

"Wait?!" Richie leaned forward in his chair, "You own a piece of that paradise and didn't tell us?!! Man, I thought we was brothers!"

Tico popped a meatball in his mouth and chewed it slowly, letting his friends absorb this newfound treasure. He took a fresh whiskey from Roxy. "Consider yourself informed, brother. Anyways...I went to him and we discussed business. I mentioned I was coming up here and would love to have two beautiful women join us. These two were willing to take on the extra work."

"More than willing, Papi," Sadie cooed as she topped up Jon's wine. "It's never work when the gentlemen are as handsome as you all are."

"Come on...this can't be all you two do!" David chuckled and pulled Roxy onto his lap with Sadie pulled onto Jon's lap. "You're too young to be workaholics. Spill it."

"Well," Roxy smiled and threaded her fingers through the blond curls, "by day we usually have our noses buried deep into study book or attending lectures and putting in clinical hours."

"We're in the Nursing program together at FSU," Sadie supplied. "My Dad passed away and my step-mother cut me off financially. Another girl that works at the club said they were looking to fill two spots and here we are."

"Ooh naughty nurses," Richie chuckled, "Can you check me over, baby? I think my temperature is rising...or something is!"

"A private consultation could be arranged," Roxy winked at the tall brunette. They always were her weakness. Her attention was drawn back to the man that held her on his lap as his fingers skated up and down her inner thigh, getting higher and higher with each caress.

"What about security? Tico said you two are discrete?" Jon asked, his own hand sliding up Sadie's dress and cupping her ass in his palm.

"Of course," Sadie offered, "Not only have we signed the NDA for this assignment but the club has its own similar rule for the safety of our...exclusive...clientele. Just over a month before Tico flew us here and as a condition of the...side work...Roxy and I had a full STD workup along with starting a birth control shot. Came back all clean. What about you four? Hmm?"

"We're all clean. Now that we're a little less confined in our private lives, I've made it part of our monthly check ups. Last one was a week ago."

"Yeah, our whistles are clean," Richie chortled, "you know, in case you wanna blow them."

Jon pulled her close and smiled as Sadie straddled his lap. "Any...boundaries for us spoiled little brats?" She leaned in to whisper something in his ear and he inhaled sharply. "You naughty girl."

"Does your jukebox need coins?" Roxy asked as she ran her fingernail down the open shirt front of David's button down.

"You gonna dance for me, baby?" Dave asked Roxy.

"If you ask nicely enough," she winked at Sadie, "you might be able to persuade us both to dance."

David licked his lips and hauled her against his chest, his warm breath washing over her skin. "Be a good girl and entertain me. You want me happy...don't you?"

"Oh very happy...Sir," Roxy breathed as a chill raced up and down her spine.

"Lema!" Richie called out, "Don't forget to share, bro."

"But before you do...stand up and give me your panties," David growled, "You see, I have my own rules too and I hate panties on a woman. Both of you."

Sadie and Roxy exchanged a look and stood up, reaching up under their dresses and slinking out of their silk and lace panties. They folded the garments neatly and handed them to David with coy smiles.

Tico smirked at Richie and Jon's obvious and sudden discomfort. He reached across and nabbed the garments from the arm of David's chair and threw a pair at each of his friends, hitting Richie in the face who promptly placed the fabric between his teeth.

"Let's clear off the table first," Sadie told Roxy, "We...uh...need some room, don't we?" She wiggled her eyebrows.

"Definitely need room," the blonde agreed, knowing exactly what her friend had in mind. She bent to pick up plates, napkins and bottles while Sadie took up the food platters.

"I got the perfect song to start you off with," David grinned, making his way over to the jukebox as Richie started to help the girls clear up.

"No, gorgeous," Roxy placed her palm in the centre of Richie's chest, "We got this. You just sit back and...enjoy the show." She met Sadie in the back and saw her friend's eyes closed. "Hey...girl, you okay?"

Sadie nodded and held up a small black case. "Last thing I had to eat was back at our hotel." She tossed it onto the counter and grabbed a couple sausage rolls. "I'll be fine. Don't worry."

"Can't help it," Roxy replied, giving her a one-armed hug. "The blonde was eyeing you."

"I saw. Seems like a flirty dominating one but quiet at the same time."

"Just how you like them though, right?!"

"Well...Tico did say sex might be involved. If so, Dave is top on my list. Paws off." She winked.

"No arguments from me, hon. I got my eye on Mr Tall, Dark and Very Handsome," Roxy smiled wickedly then continued, "Now, what else do you need to keep your blood sugar levels up?"

Sadie chugged a can of Coke from the fridge and smiled. "One of these on hand. Let's do this." They linked arms and hid just around the corner, waiting for David to pick their song. The opening chords of Bad Medicine filled the air and Sadie whispered to herself. "Coming for you, blondie..."