"Y'know, I'm not usually as rough as I was tonight." JC said to Paige, pulling her closer to him as they stood together in the shower, allowing the steaming hot water to help them recouperate from the night's events.

Paige laughed, and ran her hand up and down the length of his chest. She tilted her head back into the water, then looked back at him, small streams of water running seductively down the contours of her body.

She lathered her hands up with soap, then ran them down his body, noticing that he was beginning to get hard again. She looked into his eyes, and he looked back at her, grinning from ear to ear.

He leaned her back against the shower wall, and pulled one leg up around his waist. He placed the head of his already fully hard erection at her opening, and thrust his hips forward, filling her.

They moved as one, her back gently sliding up and down the ceramic tiles of the shower wall. He buried his face in her shoulder, the water running down the back of his neck and over her body.

They kissed passionately, their tongues growing more fervent as the water rushed down on them. He pulled her closer to him, pushing his manhood deeper into her center. Their moans blending in with the gentle tapping of the water on the walls and floor around them.

Their slick bodies writhed against each other, aided by the soap she had massaged onto his body.

They climaxed together. Clutching at each other, their tongues entwining as they both moaned heavily with their release.

They got out of the shower, and dried off. JC pulled his boxer briefs on and went to the bar to make a drink.

Paige stepped out of the bathroom just as JC sat down on the bed. He patted the spot next to him for her to come sit with him, and she did so, towel drying her blonde hair.

He looked at her strangely for a moment, almost as though he were trying to place her face.

"You know what?" He laughed, laying back against the pillows, and resting his hands behind his head.

"What?" She asked, tossing the towel down onto the floor, and turning her body in so she was facing him.

He blushed slightly, and dropped his head.

"I didn't even get your name." He said softly, almost shyly.

She shook her head, trying to laugh off what felt almost like a diss.

"It's Paige." She told him matter of factly, "My name is Paige."

"Paige..." He said, testing how the word flowed off his tongue, "That's a nice name," He yawned, "What do you do for a living, Paige?"

"Well...I work with my friends, we own a..." She started.

Paige was interrupted by the sound of a snore. Paige looked at him in disbelief, her face twisted into a scowl.

She reached down and picked up the discarded towel, and tossed it at his face. JC responded by pulling it into his arms, and turning over onto his side, still sleeping soundly.

Lance and I lay tangled in the sheets together. Most of the bedding was slightly damp from the jacuzzi water we brought with us when we made the transition to the bed.

I reached up to his handsome face, and traced the contours of it with my fingertip. He kissed my finger slightly as it passed his lips.

I snuggled in closer to him, and he pulled me to him with one arm around my back.

Just as I was getting comfortable, and was being lulled to sleep by the sound of his breathing and the beating of his heart, his cell phone rang.

He reached over with his free hand to retrieve it off the nightstand.

"Hello?" He said into it, I loved the way his deep voice echoed through his chest.

"YOU'RE KIDDING!?!?!" He cried, making me jump, I sat up and looked down at him curiously.

Lance sat up and put his legs over the edge of the bed. He was still nude, and I sat there admiring his body.

"Dammit!" He said, hanging up the phone and putting it back on the nightstand, he turned to me, his green eyes wide with what almost looked like sorrow, "Liz, I am SO sorry..."

"What?" I asked him, raising an eyebrow questioningly.

He stood and went to his suitcase, pulling out a pair of boxers he pulled them on hastily.

"That was my mom..." He explained, sitting at the end of the bed to put his jeans on, "She runs my company...I'm sure you know what I'm talking about."

"Freelance?" I inquired.

He nodded, standing to zip and button his pants. He pulled on a t-shirt quickly, and turned back to look at me.

"Anyway...I have to get down to the studio where one of my artists is recording." He explained, grabbing his shoes and socks from in front of the couch.

I didn't even realize what time it was, I looked at the clock on the wall and it said 8:30AM. Time had flown since we had left the club.

I was dissapointed to say the least. I had been looking forward to spending more time with Lance, talking...and maybe doing...other stuff.

"Well, if you have to work..." I said, watching him put on his shoes and socks with a heavy heart, "I understand, I guess."

"Leave me your phone number, will you?" He asked, Slinging one of those shoulder bags around his neck, and lacing his arm through. He crawled across the bed and lay a kiss on my lips.

"You can take your time leaving, sweetie." He said, "There's no rush for you to get outta here, okay?"

I nodded, "Okay Lance, I will."

He turned to me as he headed for the door, "I had a wonderful night..." He told me, blowing me a kiss, "I hope we can do this again sometime."

I watched him leave, and lay back against the pillows with a sad sigh.

Lex saw Lance leave the hotel as she pulled into a parking space to drop Joey off. She looked at him strangely, and turned to Joey.

"Do you think my friend is still here?" She asked, pointing to Lance as the bodyguard he was with ushered him into a waiting limo.

Joey shrugged, and un-fastened his seatbelt. A bodyguard noticed them from the front of the hotel where they stood practically guarding the door from a small swarm of teenaged girls, awaitng a glimpse of their heroes.

"She could be," He said, "Lance isn't a love `em and leave `em kinda guy."

One burly looking bodyguard stepped up next to the car, and opened the door for Joey.

"Hey..." He said almost nervously, leaning his head back into the car, "I'll umm...call you sometime."

With that, Joey started off for the front of the hotel, leaving Lex in the driver's seat of the car.

Lex threw open her door and ran a few steps til she was about 10 feet behind him, the teenies were already glaring her down, seeing as how one of their oh so holy Nsyncers had just left her car.

"HEY!" She called after Joey, he stopped and turned to look at her, his eyebrows lifted so high one might have thought his eyes would fall out of his head.

"Yeah you!" She cried, stomping up to him, without lowering her voice she said, "So THIS is how you are, huh? You fuck a girl all night long, then just take off with nothing but a half-assed, 'I'll Call You?" She glared at him, "NICE Joe! Really fucking Nice!"

Joey looked around him nervously, wiping his hands on his jeans. The girls there waiting at the door were all staring at him, wide-eyed.

Lex stared straight into his eyes, waiting for him to make some kind of move to remedy the situation.

He gave her a quick hug, then released her...And with that, he started up the stairs and dissapeared into the heavy glass doors, his bruiser of a bodyguard hot on his heels.

"What the fuck are YOU looking at?" Lex said to the girls as she passed them, heading back to her car, madder than hell.

Just as Lex was about to pull out of the driveway, she saw Paige and I coming down the steps where Joey had just left. She pulled back into the parking space she had just left, and got out to meet us.

Paige slammed the door to JC's hotel room, sputtering obscenities under her breath about the injustices she was just dealt. She hit the button on the elevator as though she had something against it.

"Paige?" I called out, watching her as she angrily paced in front of the elevator doors.

She looked up.

"Liz!" She cried, "You leaving too?"

I nodded, and came up beside her.

"Lance had business to attend to." I said, my sadness apparent on my face.

"Oh that's nothing!" She cried, "JC fucking fell asleep!!!!"

I looked at her incredulously, "Do you mean to tell me he just fell asleep???"

"Yes!" She said, "He was talking to me one minute, and the next he was fast asleep!"

I put an arm around her and hugged her to my side, "I'm sorry girl!"

She shrugged.

"Oh well...Fuck him, right?" She said as the elevator doors opened for us.

"That's the spirit!" I said after her, following her into the elevator.

We rode in relative silence to the Lobby, and then started out the gigantic black glass doors that led to the outside. Just as we started through them, Joey passed us with a bodyguard on his way in. The group of girls outside the hotel were surprisingly silent.

We watched Joey pass us, then looked at each other curiously.

"Well, I guess that means that Lex's little tryst is over as well..." Paige said, pulling the door open.

I stepped out ahead of her, and nodded, "I guess so...But where is she?"

"Back at the apartment, maybe?" Paige offered.

"No..." I said, noticing her car pull into a parking space, "She's right there."

"And she doesn't look very happy..." Paige observed as we made our way down the steps toward her car.

The three of us sat around a table at the hotel coffee shop, drowning our sorrows in latte.

"Okay, so is it just me? Or is this WHOLE thing just fucked up?" Paige groaned, laying her head on the table and looking into her glass from the side.

"I dunno...it wasn't SO bad..." I said thoughtfully.

Paige and Lex looked at me like I had a third head or something.

"Maybe that's because YOU didn't get blown off like we did!?!?!" Lex said, running a red coffee stirrer around in her cup.

I looked down into my cup coyly, feeling pretty bad about the whole thing actually.