"We've heard a lot of good things about you, Peyton. We all look forward to working with you. I'm Jinx by the way," he said, offering his hand to me. He gave me a smile, which revealed two deep dimples and perfectly, straight, white teeth. He was handsome, but not nearly as handsome as Levi. Jinx was all lean muscle, where Levi was ripped.

"I can see you meet all of the qualifications for the job." The guy with the Mohawk said, as he was checking me out. He was a little shorter than the other guys, but the blue Mohawk made up for the difference. His body was covered in tattoos and had several facial piercings. Did he think that I was hired just because I had a pretty face and nice body? Did he think I was just another groupie? I sure hoped not. It couldn't be farther from the truth.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I practically snarled. The pretty blond with pink streaks in her hair elbowed him in the side and gave him the evil eye.

"I'm just yanking your chain! I'm Chance, by the way, and that—is Sparkles. He tilted his head toward the blond.

"My name is Honor, and please ignore him. He thinks he's such a comedian." She smiled and the diamond stud in her nose twinkled under the lights. That's when I noticed that she also had several facial piercings.

A tall guy with dark hair and bulging arms covered in tattoos, stepped up to the table, and wrapped his big beefy arm around Honesty, causing her to giggle.

"This is Linc," Levi said, tipping his head toward the big man. He plays bass, but mostly, he and I write the music for the group. You'll see more of him when we get into the studio next week."

We all gathered around the table and ate, laughed, and the guys shared some pretty, funny stories. They told me about their adventures on the road, and how some women would go to extreme lengths, just to get with the guys. It made me think about Teake and the pictures I'd seen in the tabloids, but for once, it didn't hurt my heart like it did.

"I better get you home," Levi said, standing from his chair, and reaching for my hand. We said goodnight to everyone and headed for the door. Levi opened my car door and helped me inside, before sliding into the leather seat on the driver's side.

"So what'd you think?" He looked at me with a crooked grin and that damn dimple popped in his cheek.

"Everyone was really nice. I think I'm going to like working with you guys." I smiled, but felt a blush creep up my neck and onto cheeks, because I was really looking forward to working with him. It's as if he could read my mind. He gave me a wink, and his blue eyes sparkled playfully under the streetlights.

"So, I was thinking that maybe we could get together tomorrow night and discuss the fundraiser. I could cook you dinner and we can toss around a few ideas. I'd really like to see what we could come up with." He glanced at me before turning his eyes back to the road.

"Get outta here! You? Mr. rock star can cook?" I said playfully.

"I'm really offended by that remark. I'll have you know that I'm a damn good cook." He arched his brow and laughed.

"I'm so sorry if I wounded the big bad rocker, I would love for you to cook for me, but only if you'll let me make desert."

"Ooh! Maybe we should have desert first, then." The way he said it, led me to believe his idea of desert and mine, were two different things entirely. I couldn't help but laugh.

"You are so bad," I said playfully. My cheeks heated and the tips of my ears burned.

"You have no idea, just how bad I can be." Wow.

Levi pulled into a parking spot in front of my building and jumped out, before I could even reach for my door handle.

"I really enjoyed meeting the band tonight. I'm excited about working with them. I think it's gonna be great. I've already got some ideas for ways to promote you guys."

"I look forward to hearing all about them tomorrow night." He grinned and pressed his hard body against mine, so that my back was pressed against the door. My breathing picked up a notch and I looked into his blue eyes, full of lust.

"What are you doing?" I placed my hands against his chest and gently pushed against the hard muscle, but he didn't budge.

"I've been thinking about how much I wanted to kiss you all night. Do you have any idea how hard it was to control myself tonight? Watching you interact with the rest of the band? They fucking loved you," he grinned.

Levi leaned forward, ghosted his lips over mine, and my core clinched tightly with the anticipation of his lips on mine. My eyes fluttered closed and my lips parted, waiting for his lips on mine, but the kiss never came. When I opened my eyes, he took a step back. I immediately felt a chill from the loss of his body heat. God, I wanted that kiss. I wanted it so bad! He flashed a cocky grin, because he knew the affect he had on me. How could he not? I was flushed from head to toe. God, I loved that grin. He was getting me back for closing the door in his face the other night.

He cupped my face in his hands and said, "I plan on kissing you and a whole lot more tomorrow night." Then, he was walking away, leaving me panting outside my apartment.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I found a note on the counter from Jules; saying she was staying over at Marcus' tonight, which meant I had the place to myself. It was a good thing too, because after that little stunt Levi pulled, leaving me wanting, I was horny as hell. I grabbed a quick shower, and slid into bed with B.O.B. and fresh batteries. Oh, sweet relief.

Climbing the steps to the second floor, I shifted the heavy bag of books to my other shoulder, but stopped in my tracks when I saw Levi, leaning against my apartment door. It was only three in the afternoon, and we weren't supposed to have dinner until later tonight, much later tonight.

"What are you doing here?" I blurted, a little harsher than I should have.

"We're having dinner, remember?" He looked at the huge watch on his wrist, and then his eyes traveled back to me. "Did you forget already, or do you have Alzheimer's or something that I should know about? If so, you should disclose that information now." He cracked a sexy grin and arched a brow.

"It's only three in the afternoon and I've been at the library. I still have some studying to do and I'd like to shower before dinner."

"Shower . . ." he said, thoughtfully tapping his finger on his adorable stubbly chin. "I like that idea." He winked and the butterflies took flight in my stomach.

"I meant alone!" I jammed my key into the door and pushed it open, dropping my bag of books onto the floor as I went. "So, why are you here so early?"

"Can I get a glass of water? It was really hot standing out there." He asked, and it's then, I noticed that he had sweat beading on his forehead.

"Just how long were you out there?" I asked, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge and handing it to him.

"Just a couple of hours. I didn't realize you weren't home when some guy let me in, so I thought I'd just wait. They really should air condition the hallways better."

"Here's an idea! Maybe you should just call first.” I desperately tried to keep the smile off my face, but it broke through anyway, which caused him to laugh.

"Note to self, call first," he replied, laughing.

"You didn't answer my question. Why are you here so early? I thought we weren't eating until later."

"We're not, but I hoped we might take a ride first, if that's okay," he questioned. "I seem to recall your roommate insinuating that I was no fun. I wanted to prove her wrong."