I sneaked a look at the crowd from behind the black curtain. There were so many women crowding the front of the stage and I was suddenly thankful to be in my little corner, hidden away. Most of the women were wearing next to nothing, while others flashed their tits. Some had even thrown their bras up onto the stage.

I took a step out from behind the curtain so that I had a good view of the guys on the stage. Levi was singing his heart out while all the girls swooned and sang along with his silky voice. He was a handsome guy with blonde hair and blue eyes. He was tall and lean, where Linc was all muscle. He looked like he belonged on a surf board, not rocking out on the stage, but boy, he could sing. The women were practically throwing themselves at him. Chance was on the opposite side of the stage, playing his guitar. He was shorter than the other guys, but his green Mohawk made up for the height difference. He was covered in tattoos, his lower lip and eyebrow were pierced, and he had black plugs in his ears. It was then that I noticed he had a pink bra hanging from the neck of his guitar. My brother, Jinx, was behind the band, playing the drums. His dark hair drenched with sweat and he had already stripped himself of his shirt. He had some tattoos, but not as many as Chance and Linc. He had no piercings that I knew of.

Eew! I did not just think that about my brother.

When the last song was over, I made my way through the crowd of people backstage, toward the dressing room, when suddenly someone grabbed my arm and pulled me into a dark room along the hall. I gasped, trying to get away and then I felt his warm breath against my neck and ear.

"You're playing with fire baby." I knew that deep voice anywhere. The deep rasp vibrated through my body and sent a surge of heat straight to my already pulsing core, and the smell of his sweat and cologne was almost intoxicating.

"Linc," I whispered, so soft that I wasn’t sure he heard me.

"I enjoyed that little private dance tonight. As a matter of fact, I enjoyed it so much that I'm still hard from watching you touch yourself," he said, pressing his cock against my ass. "We're all going out tonight and you're coming with us," he said, in a way that suggested it was not a request.

I nodded in agreement. There was no other place that I would rather be. If he would be there, then so would I. I knew I was playing with fire, but for once in my life, I was willing to get burned. My heart skipped a beat when he trailed his nose down the side of my neck and kissed the sensitive spot just beneath my ear. He pulled the door open; light from the hallway spilling into the room. His golden brown eyes were full of lust and promises of things to come. I felt a tingle down my spine as he placed his warm hand at the small of my back and ushered me out into the hall.

"I'm going to shower and then I'll stop by your room so we can go to the club together."

When I nodded in agreement, he turned and walked in the direction of the hotel. I pushed open the door to the dressing room where I found a mass of women lined up against the wall. I shuddered when I thought about how the same thing happened after every performance. There were so many women, ready and waiting to throw themselves at the guys in hopes that they would be the one that he would take back to his room for the night. What really turned my stomach was that, not only was my brother in this room, but under different circumstances, Linc would be in here too.

I headed back to my hotel room, where I changed into a pair of black, tight fitting jeans and a pink version of the Dirty Affliction t-shirt. I ran a brush through my hair and was just putting a fresh layer of pink gloss on my lips when I heard a knock at the door. My stomach felt like a million butterflies had taken flight as I prepared myself for what was waiting on the other side of the door. I opened the door and my heart momentarily stopped as I took in the man standing in front of me. Linc was freshly showered, his brown hair still damp. He was wearing a pair of faded jeans with a few strategically placed holes in them that gave me a glimpse of his tanned skin beneath. He was wearing a simple white t-shirt that looked like a million bucks on him. I could see every outline, every curve and dip of his muscled chest and shoulders. He wrapped his hands around my upper arms and pushed me into the room, kicking the door closed behind him. I took a deep breath and looked up at him from beneath my lashes.

"I don't care what your brother has to say, but, we're going to make an appearance at the club. Then, I'm bringing you back here, and you're going to show me all those sexy little moves that I know you've got hidden beneath your pretend innocence, because I've been watching you. I know it's in there just beneath the surface, waiting to be freed. I'm going to show you what it feels like to let go," he said before his mouth crashed down onto mine. He licked along the seam of my lips and I opened willingly to accept him. Our tongues tangled and explored each other's mouths. He pulled away and I immediately missed his lips. He led me out into the hallway, past the other doors, I was thankful that there weren’t any of the other guys in the hallway. We took the elevator down to the ground level. When the doors finally opened, we were met with a group of fans, which all happened to be women.

Imagine that.

A tall, thin blonde walked over to Linc and placed her hand on his bulging bicep.

"It's you!" She beamed.

Hello? Is that honestly the best you've got?

"Yep...it's me," Linc responded with his signature crooked grin that was known for dropping panties all across the U. S. and Canada.

"My name is Tiffany, but you can call me Tiff; all of my friends do." She batted her fake lashes and glanced over at me with a frown on her face. "I've always wanted to meet you." She looked over at me again, then back to Linc. "If you'd like some company tonight, I'm free. I've heard things about you, you know. I'd like the chance to find out if the rumors are true." She told him, giggling.

Good God how pathetic can you be? Linc politely smiled and took a step back, all the while, never removing his hand from my back.

"Well, Tiff as you can see, I'm with someone and we already have plans. It's always nice to meet fans, but if you'll excuse us, we have some place to be." Her mouth fell open, a look of disbelief covering her face. I was pretty sure that if looks could kill, I would have been six feet under. With that, he ushered me out onto the sidewalk into the cool night air. He hailed us a cab and we were on our way to meet the rest of the band.

We arrived at Club Tempo and the line to get in led down the sidewalk, around the corner. Linc laced his fingers with mine, sending warm tingles up my arm and led me toward a roped off section where a large black man stood with his arms crossed over his chest. He leaned in and spoke with the man in a voice too low to hear. The big man gave him a fist bump, stepped aside, and just like that we were inside. The club was beautiful and I could see why the guys wanted to come here. It was a new club that catered to celebrities and others in the entertainment industry. There was a large dance floor on the bottom level with red leather loveseats and tables along the sides and a bar off to the right. The second level was enclosed in a glass wall with VIP seating areas. It didn’t take long to find our guys seated in one of those areas. I didn’t miss the death stare between Jinx and Linc. I was pretty sure that there would be words before the night was over. He needed to just back the fuck off and let me live my life. I knew he loved me and he was only looking out for me, but trying to tell me who I could and couldn’t see just didn’t fly with me.