"I didn't want to bother you. I figured you were still being a slut, having fun with the two Foster men."

"Well, I'm only with one of them now."

Kristen took her earring out of her ear and placed it in her purse. She walked back over to the keyboard and resumed tinkering. "Which one?"

"Damian. But I'm supposed to see Beau later."

Kristen stopped and put a hand on her hip. "What?"

"It's a long story girl. I'll have to tell you about it."

"So what are you guys doing?"

"We grabbed a bite to eat and went down to CarsonBeach. We didn't get in the water or anything; we just sat on the sand and talked. It was really nice."

Kristen walked around to the dining area looking for Roman. "Where are you guys now?"

"On the way back to the Deans' house. Damian had to stop by his mom's for a moment. I'm in the car."

"You didn't want to go inside and meet her?"

"You know I don't do good with boys and their moms girl."

Not seeing Roman, Kristen sighed again and went back to the keyboard. "You like him?"

"Yes. Even more, I like him, like him."

"That's good."

"But I also like his brother."

Kristen rolled her eyes skyward and sighed. "Why do you have to make your life so difficult?"

"Me? Weren't you whining about Nick, Diego, and Alex at the Deans' house? You have me beat in the whore department honey. Mom would be proud. Speaking of which, which one of them are you with now?"

"Neither."

"Where are you?"

Kristen paused for effect and rubbed her short, pert nose. "Roman's house."

Kristen imagined Joy's long, wild curls standing straight up on top of her head. "Shut the fuck up!"

"I'm serious I am."

"When the hell did that happen?"

"It's a long story too."

"So he came back?"

"With much pressure from his family yes. It was crazy for a minute but-"

"Crazy how?"

"He's been kinda weird and moody."

"Well, I hear he's going through a lot."

"Yeah that's what I got too. You hear what happened?"

Joy paused. "No."

Kristen had a feeling Joy was lying but didn't press her on it. She figured she could ask her about it later when they were alone.

"So," Joy excitedly began, "you're at his house. How is it?"

"Gorgeous. Ritzy. But classy."

"All alone with Roman Dean like you've been dreaming about for years. Are you going to fuck him?"

"Joy!" Kristen screeched.

"I know you want to."

"Trust me that is nowhere near on our radar. You're worse than your mother."

"My mother didn't raise me with-"

"Morals, I know," Kristen deadpanned, shaking her head. 

"Look Damian is coming back to the car. We're on our way back so I'll see you at the house. I want all the details when I see you too girl. Are you guys going to be there on time?"

"I'm assuming so yeah."

"Can't wait! See you!"

"Bye."

Kristen hung up the phone, feeling lonely. She couldn't wait to see her best friend. She had so much to tell her. She definitely couldn't wait to see what kind of trouble her adventurous friend had gotten herself into by trying to hook up with two brothers.

Kristen looked up at the mirror above the keyboard and checked her hair, happy to see it was still flawless and in place in spite of the wind. She grabbed her purse from the couch and went back to the mirror. Taking her compact out, she reapplied her makeup and bright red lipstick. She also popped a mint in her mouth to ensure her breath stayed fresh. Placing her purse back in on the couch, she glanced over at the CD player on the wall unit and walked over to it, eager to peruse Roman's music collection. There was a CD that said "Untitled" sitting on top of the player and she curiously picked it up and looked at it. Under the "Untitled" was the initial R. She wondered if it was something new of Roman's.

Pressing the open button on the player, Kristen took out the CD that was in it and replaced it with the "Untitled" one. She pushed play. A slow, seductive tempo filled the room. It was instrumental and it was beautiful. Kristen stood in front of the wall unit, listening to it with her eyes closed. The music filled her soul and caressed every orbit of her body. She found herself being swept away by the melody and began sexily swaying to the beat.

"Do you like it?"

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