Jinx's page was pretty much boring as I suspected it would be. His posts were pretty, tame. There were pictures taken of the crowded venues, pictures taken on the tour bus and the road, along with concert and appearance updates.

Linc's page consisted of updates on his sobriety, along with his encouragement for others to seek help for their addictions. He posted pic after pic of him and Honesty embracing and kissing. They were definitely a couple very much in love.

Honor's page was pretty much, nonexistent. There were only a few pictures posted from the meet and greets and a few of the venues, but other than that, she didn't interact much with the fans. I'd have to remember to talk with her about that.

I saved Levi's page for last, all because of what I was afraid that I'd find. Once I pulled up his page, my heart sank to the pit of my stomach. I didn't know why I expected anything different, because he was, after all, the front man and hotter than hell. There were pics upon pics of him and beautiful women. Women in bars, groupies at concerts, but one picture caught my eye and stood out the most. It was a picture of him and the blond, Nina, from a concert after party, in what looked to be a hotel room. They were wrapped in each other's arms. The way they were looking at each other, led me to believe that they were more than friends. I logged out of his account and closed the laptop.

I'd seen more than I could handle for one day. It was time for lunch anyway. I looked up a few sandwich shops close by and placed an order. Now, I needed to do a little research on venues for the charity event. I remembered Levi telling me that he was hoping for an outside venue with room enough for several stages to be placed throughout the property. Finally, after thirty minutes, not only was a buzzer sounding from the front door, but also I thought I might have just found the perfect place. I'd save it to my favorites for later to get more detail, and then headed to the front of the building to collect our lunch. We all crowded around an old wooden table. It was covered with sandwiches and bottles of water. The guys began to chatter about what they'd recorded so far.

"Chance, you came in late on a couple of songs this morning. Something going on that I should know about?" Levi questioned him, genuinely concerned.

"Just what are you implying?" Chanced slammed his water bottle down on the table causing water to spill over the top and puddle under his sandwich. Everyone sat back in their seats and watched with mouths gaping. I guess I’d never pictured him having such a short fuse. Honesty had told me that he was the easygoing jokester of the bunch.

"I'm not implying anything. It's just not like you, that's all, fuck face, so don't get defensive with me. It's just that it throws the rest of us off." Levi paused a minute to look, really look, at his friend as if he were inspecting him for something.

"You know what . . ." I decided to jump in and divert the conversation before tempers flared any farther.

" I think I may have found a place for the fund raiser." I announced and all eyes turned to me. Good. Chance almost looked relieved that the attention had been taken away from him.

"It's a place called Starlight . . ." and before I could say anything else, the guys doubled over with laughter. Levi was even wiping tears from his eyes. I looked around the table and there wasn't a dry eye in the place. "What's so funny?" I looked back and forth waiting for an answer from one of them, but they continued to laugh. At one point, Jinx stood up, walked across the room, and braced his hands on the wall, while he just stood there and laughed. Okay! I'd had enough. "All right, guys!" I shouted. "What's so fucking funny about Starlight Acres?" I stamped my foot, actually stamped my foot, like a four year old.

"It's just that we played that place back when it was an assisted living facility, only we didn't know that when we took the gig. We were still a garage band and . . ." Jinx stopped explaining, when he started to snicker again.

"What Jinx was trying to say, we were fucking starving for exposure. We'd posted flyers around town, on car windshields on Laundromat windows. You get the picture," he explained, and I nodded. "Anyway, it was also before we changed our name to Dirty Affliction. We went by some lame name back then. You have to remember; we were just a bunch of teenagers at the time. We jumped at the chance to play in front of anybody back then.

“We borrowed my mom's minivan and drove out there. I remember it like it was yesterday, us all sitting there; staring at that fucking sign that read "Assisted Living." Our group made the vow right then and there, that we would never beg off a gig. If it paid money, we were there, at least until we were able to pic and choose, like we can now.

“Anyway, I think some of the people there were remembering their younger years or living out a dream that they weren’t ever able to fulfill, because, let's just say that we barely escaped with the clothes on our backs. I think my favorite t-shirt might have even had a hole in it after that night."

Levi shook his head and cringed a little. “They closed that place down a couple of years ago and leveled the lot. I think that's where the fair sets up every year, when they come," he said.

"Well, what do you guys think? Should I keep looking?" I looked around the table as everyone stuffed more bites into their mouths. Silence. "Is it going to be like this every time a decision needs to be made? I'm going to ask and you're going to give me nothing?" I asked a little harshly. I watched as Jinx took a drink of his water and turned his attention to me with those dark eyes. Aggravation was apparent on his face now.

"Darlin', that's what we hired you for. Levi trusts you, so we trust you. Do what you gotta do and let us know when you need money, or whatever to get this thing going. I will say, that we'd like to do it while we're off these three months, so just pick a date and let us know." I looked toward Levi, where he sat next to me grinning so big, that dimple popped in his cheek.

It brought back all the memories of last night and this morning, causing a blush and my panties to dampen. I'd need to get out of there before I lost control and jumped him right there, in front of his band mates. I tossed my half-eaten sandwich in the trash and headed for my designated office space again. I closed the door behind me and went to work on scheduling the event. There was a soft knock on the door and then it opened. When I looked up Levi was standing there with a grin on his face, which definitely said he was up to no good. My body began to strum with energy and that familiar pulse began at my core.

"You came to fire me? Little drummer boy out there, can't do the dirty work himself, so he sent you to do it for him?"

"First of all," he started, crossing the room in two long strides, and stopped beside my desk. He bent over and leaned in so close, I could smell his minty breath.

"They love you, just like I told you they would. Second, don't ever let Jinx hear you call him . . . little drummer boy!” He threw his head back and laughed. "That's some funny shit, but it'll be our little secret." Then, he winked and pushed my hair over my shoulder, exposing my neck. I rolled back in my chair until it hit the wall behind me. His ocean blue eyes stared down at me, full of amusement. He knew exactly how he affected me.

"What are you doing?" My breath caught and the question came out in more like a choking sound. I swallowed hard around the lump in my throat. I swore, every time his skin touched mine; I couldn't seem to think or speak. "W-We're working! You know I could report you for sexual harassment." I tried the weak defense and almost laughed at myself. He chuckled, his soft lips meeting the skin of my bare neck, his warm breath sending a shiver down my spine.