"You probably could, but you won't." He responded to my threat and continued to kiss down my neck and across my shoulder, causing the pulse between my legs to pick up its pace. I was wet instantly, soaking wet.

"How do you know I wouldn't?" I questioned, while squirming in my chair, and it almost rolled out from under me. How sexy would that be? Two strong arms reached out to steady me and then his mouth crashed down over mine. His lips caressed, his tongue stroked, and my body heated enough to start a forest fire. A loud knock on the door sounded, jolting us both back to reality. Levi stood up and gave me a knowing smirk, while I finger combed my long blond hair.

"Peyton?" Chance said my name through the closed door.

Levi jerked open the door and Chance held up both hands in a defensive manner. He smirked at Levi before turning his emerald green eyes to me. "Jinx said Leo from the label, was on line-two for you. He wants to talk to you about the fundraiser."

"Thanks, Chance. Levi was just leaving." I looked at him with a knowing grin.

"No, I wasn't," he growled. I noticed the grin on Chance’s lips, and that almost made me laugh aloud.

"Close the door behind you please," I said, trying to sound as professional as I could. I picked up the receiver, still staring into his eyes, and said . . . "This is Peyton Frost, how may I help you?" I watched as Levi's shoulders slumped and he closed the door behind him.

My conversation with Leo went on for at least an hour, if not more. By the time I hung up the phone, I felt like my ear was going to fall off. He was more than pleased with the venue that I'd been able to secure, stating that we should be able to get at least five stages set up on the space. He put himself in charge of securing the bands, which I was more than grateful for, since I really didn't know anyone in the industry. I really should start listening to more rock music. I hung up the phone, packed up the laptop, and made my way out to where the guys were sitting around the table, with a couple of other guys arguing about something.

"The timing is all wrong Levi. You're coming in too late!" Jinx growled out.

"I'm telling you it's not me. It's Chance!" Levi practically shouted, pointing his finger at the guy with the blue Mohawk. "I'm just trying to accommodate for him fucking up. He's been coming in on the fifth count for weeks now. If you're not gonna call him on his shit, then I'm going to.

"Are you using dude? In case you've forgotten, we've all had this talk after Linc had to go to rehab. No hard, shit! I've seen you drink and do pot. I'm not gonna bust your balls over that, but there will be no fucking coke or heroine! You got that? I think I can speak for everyone else on this subject, if we find out you’re doing that shit, you'll be out on your ass so hard it'll make your head spin. Feel me?"

Whoa! What have I just walked in on? I'd heard bits and pieces of Linc's story, but I guess I never gave it any thought, that other band members used. What about Levi? What do I really know about this guy? I cleared my throat and all eyes turned to me.

"Um, I'm just gonna grab a cab. I need to get home. I still have a paper to write for my marketing class. What time should I be here tomorrow?" I could feel my voice shake a little as I spoke. Levi walked around the table and reached for my bag, but I shrugged him off. He looked at me confused, because we'd come together this morning; I guess he assumed I'd be leaving with him also. No. I need to put some distance between me, these guys, and especially Levi, even if it's just until tomorrow.

"I'll call for the car,” he said, reaching for my bag again and I took a step back.

"Nah. That's okay. It looks like you guys still have business to take care of. I'll just grab a cab and meet you back here tomorrow."

He sighed and looked down at me with beautiful baby blues that melted my heart and wet my panties all at the same time. Damn. I'm going to have to remember to bring extra panties tomorrow. “Okay, have it your way. I'll text you later tonight with a time for tomorrow." He leaned in and kissed my cheek and it felt as if he'd just branded me in front of everyone in the room. That's because he had. I gave a quick nod and headed out onto the sidewalk to catch a cab.

Levi

I watched Peyton's back disappear behind the big, metal door and listened for the click of the lock before I continued, this time I turned my attention to Honor. She was the niece of one of the label execs, and had been filling in for Linc, since he'd taken a backseat for a while.

"What about you? Did you know he was using or are you using too?" I snarled and she looked up at me with big, blue eyes the size of saucers. She slapped her hands, down on the table and stood so fast that her chair flung against the counter behind her. One of the producers must have heard the noise because he came barreling into the room, and when I say barrel, I mean he was as round as one. He looked around the room and asked if there was a problem and we all just shook our head. This was band business, which meant that it was none of his. Once he was satisfied, he stared a moment longer before turning and waddling his way back down the hall to his office. Jinx stood and pointed, a clear order for the both of us to take our seats.

"I started this band and I can end this band at any time. We've had this talk once before as I'm sure you all remember. It took a toll on us both physically and mentally and I'm telling you now, if you are using . . . and I'm not accusing. I'm just saying that something is off and it better be fixed by tomorrow. It's expected to have issues on the first day of recording. It happens to everyone and we're no exception, so tomorrow when we all meet back here, I expect things to run smoother.

“You all know that the label can enforce a piss test on us at any time." He stressed and eyed each one of us hard. "Now get the fuck outta here and I'll see you all same time tomorrow, and Levi, that means an hour earlier than you were today." I flipped him the bird and pulled my phone from my back pocket to have the SUV brought around.

I couldn't stop thinking about Peyton and the night before. I remembered how perfectly my hands fit around her tiny waist and how she smelled of fresh flowers. Just the thought made my dick jump. How in the hell, was I supposed to make it through tonight without her? I didn't think that I could wait until tomorrow. No, that wasn’t an option for me. I took out my phone and quickly shot her a text.

Me: "I miss you already!"

Peyton: "You can't miss me already. I left, not ten minutes ago. LOL."

Me: "Pack a bag and I'll pick you up. You can stay at my place again."

Peyton: "What's in it for me?" Oh, she was playing with fire now. She had no idea just how hot things could get.

Me: "I can promise you that I'll be in it, on it, around it, on top of it and under it. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

Peyton: "Hmm. That does sound interesting, but I'm not quite convinced. I do have an awful lot of work I need to do. You're going to have to work a little harder if you want to convince me to blow off work and my school paper that's due in a few days."

Me: "How about this? You'll be on all fours while I pound into your pussy from behind. I'll grab a hand full of that silky blond hair and wrap it around my fist for leverage while I pound into you so hard that you'll feel it in your throat. By the time I'm finished with you, you'll be begging for more."