When they arrived at Marcel’s, the line stretched even farther down the block.

"How are we going to get inside?" AJ was looking at all the people waiting in line. Sabrina smiled and instructed the driver to let them out at the entrance to the club. She walked up to the bouncer, and after chatting to him for a few minutes, they were waved inside.

"What did you tell him?"

"Only that you were with me." Sabrina led AJ over to the bar in the main lounge. "Hey there Marcel!" AJ watched as she leaned over the bar and gave the burly man serving drinks a hug. She gestured to AJ to come closer.

"Marcel, this is AJ McLean of the Backstreet Boys. AJ, this is my older brother, Marcel." AJ hid his surprised expression as he shook hands with him.

"Marcel? As in Marcel’s?" The bartender smiled and AJ recognized him as the boy in Sabrina’s pictures.

"Yup. That’s me. Sabs, why don’t you head on up to the VIP lounge. Terri is working up there tonight." She smiled at her brother one more time before turning and taking AJ’s hand to lead him up to the VIP lounge.

After ascending a few steps, they entered the room to find it pretty crowded with rich and famous people of all sorts. AJ glanced around the room before following Sabrina over to the bar.

Terri was a lively redhead with long fingernails and loved to wear tight clothes that showed off her dancer’s body to perfection. Her flirty nature appealed to AJ’s baser instincts, but then he caught a whiff of the scent that Sabrina was wearing and his thought returned to the woman who was not-his-type, but attracted him in ways that he couldn’t explain.

Sabrina introduced the two and laughed when Terri seductively grinned at AJ. "Hey there handsome. Just because you are so turning me on, your drinks are on me."

Sabrina and Terri shared a look of amusement when they saw AJ’s reaction. Terri laughed and handed the two a drink each. "Have fun you two!" Sabrina led AJ over to a table near the dance floor.

"Terri certainly has a way with words, doesn’t she AJ?" AJ took a sip of his drink. A long sip.

"Yeah, you could say that." Sabrina grinned.

"Marcel agrees with you. On the night he proposed to her, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to ask her to marry him because she kept talking so much."

"They’re engaged?"

"Married, actually. For about three years now."

"He’s a lucky man."

"Yeah, he really lucked out, but I still can’t understand why she would want to spend the rest of her life with a guy like my pesky older brother." They laughed and when they finished their drinks they headed for the dance floor. The hours slipped away as Sabrina and AJ danced up a storm and competed to see who could out-drink the other.