"Is that…? Naw!!! It couldn’t be…?"

So she stared harder, thinking to herself that maybe she was having a flashback from her drug experimentation days. She must have looked pretty dumb, because that smile turned into a laugh. She snapped back into reality and realized she had been gaping at him.

"Damn…I could swear that’s Jordan Knight…" she whispered to herself, shaking her head. He told something to 2 hot guys he was with, and started walking over to her. As he approached…she knew…she KNEW that face…She had memorized every detail of that face when she was 11 years old!

"Hi…I like the outfit. We must shop at the same place," he said.

That VOICE!!! The accent!!! She KNEW!

"Um…yeah…we sure must…" Trinity stammered, "Um…dumb question, but…you aren’t, by any chance, Jordan Knight, are you?"

He laughed "Am I in trouble if I were to say I was?"

She shook her head vigorously. "No! It’s weird. Like a blast-from-the-past or something. I idolized you when I was 11 years old. I thought I was going nuts for a second there."

"Well. How old are you now?" he asked, arching his brow.

"24…" she said.

"Well, I see your taste in music has grown up a bit."

"Yeah, well, haven’t we all?"

"Amen to that," he said.

Right then, Trinity’s girl, Diana walked over to them with her boyfriend, Jake.

"Man, Trinity…I’m surprised you aren’t on the dancefl…." Her best friend was at a loss when her eyes went to who she was standing with. Trinity thought Diana’s eyeballs were going to roll right out of her head!

"Um…Trin…uh…you…uh…he…um…" she stuttered.

"Di…Jake…I would like you to meet Jordan." she said.

"I KNEW IT!" said Diana. "How are you? I love your solo album. Hot to death!"

"Thanks a lot," Jordan replied, his eyes crinkling a little on the corners as he smiled.

Then, Jake and him shook hands that "guy-like" way that only guys do.

"Twins?" Everyone looked over to see Di smirking at Trin and J’s outfits. Trinity shoved Di’s head and said, "Totally! We’ve been planning on rocking these outfits together for a while now!"

All of them started laughing.

She looked over and caught J staring at her. She blushed when she looked away. Then she started bitching at herself, "What the hell is wrong with you, Trin? Why are you getting all hot and bothered over a childhood crush? Get over it! Like he’d like you anyway. He’s got Evelyn or whatever her name is."

But that didn’t stop her from being awestruck with this man…the man that started the whole hormone rush; the man that made her know as a young girl that boys were more than just "yucky" and "cooties." Yup…this was the guy that she "fell in love with" for the very first time, and he was the first to impress her at a very young age. And to top it all off, he was standing right next to her, staring! It was a very disillusioning thing.

Diana, Jake and Jordan were making small talk when the DJ BabyAnne mixed Trinity’s favorite song into her set. As soon as she heard it, she looked at Diana and squealed! Diana laughingly rolled her eyes and said, "Go, Trin, before you have a heart attack. By the way Jordan, you’ll probably never see her again once she’s out dancing, so say your goodbyes."

"Shut up, kid!" Trinity exclaimed. They were all laughing.

"Oh…I’ll see her again…count on that." Jordan said, with a lopsided grin.

Trinity looked at him quickly and ran to the floor. Diana and Jake pulled Jordan out near the floor.

"You ain’t seen dancin’ until you’ve seen this chick bust a move, J…come and check her out," Diana advised.

"I’ve BEEN checking her out," Jordan replied. Diana and Jake shared a knowing look that made Jordan blush.

Meanwhile, Trinity ran out to the floor and was preparing to get it on. Music possessed her in a way nothing or nobody on this earth ever did. Jake was explaining to Jordan what everyone around the scene thought of Trinity’s dancing: "We like to think of her as water the way Bruce Lee did…be like water…it can fit into any container; it’s the softest thing in the world, yet it can penetrate rock. And with time, the water will crumble the rock. So…be like the nature of water. That analogy is so perfect for what she does. She’s mesmerizing. It also helps that she’s so humble about it. Too humble, in my opinion. So basically, the music possesses her and she gets inside it and it looks like SHE’s controlling it. Just watch, man." Jordan saw his two buddies, Miguel and Chris, crane their necks to get a better view. So he pulled them over to where he, Diana and Jake were watching,

Back on the dance floor, Babyanne’s set was really starting to blow up. Some kids started a breakdance circle and were all getting in the mode. Trinity had already forgotten about Jordan, Diana, Jake, her friends, anything, and everything. It was on…just her and the music, head on. The beat drooped and she just started with some light "pop and lock" motions with some robotics. Then, when the beat blew up, she spun to the floor and that’s when the windmills and headspins all started. She felt giddy and high; separated from everyone and everything.

Diana, Jake, Miguel, Chris, and the crowd were chanting "GO! GO! GO!" while Jordan stood with his mouth open.

"Shit…is this girl for real?" he mused. Di heard him and said, "Told ya!"

"She ain’t your average submissive Asian chick, tell ya that," laughed Diana.

"Yo, Miguel, we need dancers like that, man…" Jordan said over the crowd’s din.

"Who you tellin’ bro?" came Miguel’s answer.

"I think I’m gonna die!" Jordan thought to himself.

So after the kickass set, Trinity was ready prime. She stayed out on the floor and grooved with the crowd and bugged out with them, and watched all the kickass people get out to the floor and bust a move. She was feeling great. That went on for about an hour, and the next DJ was more of a house DJ, so she decided to take a breather and see about some afterparties. She ran back to where she had left Diana, Jake and Jordan. They were all clapping, along with 2 guys she didn’t recognize.

"Hi…I’m Trinity. Nice to meet you."

"Oh," Jordan said. "I’m sorry, how rude of me…Miguel, Chris, this is Trinity. Trinity, this is Miguel and Chris. Miguel is my manager and Chris is a dancer."

She smiled hello to everyone.

"Where the hell did you get all that power in your tiny little frame, girl?" Miguel exclaimed. She

laughed, as Chris and Jordan agreed emphatically.

"C’mon, guys, I’ve seen better…please." she said, hoping that the subject would be dropped.

"Bullshit…only in my dreams," said Chris.

"Naw, naw…next subject," Trinity pleaded, looking at Jake and Di for help.

"Told ya she was humble," Di said to Jordan.

Trinity looked at Di with question marks in my eyes. They were discussing her? Why?! So she laughed nervously and went to go get another beer. Jordan followed her to the bar. "Here…let me…" he said, and paid for their beers. "Thanks," she replied. Wow! Jordan Knight buying her beer! What a night this was!

"So…did you ever think about doing that for a living?" he inquired.

"What…you mean professionally?"

"Yeah.."

"Oh, no…I have this thing with being in the spotlight. I’d like to make this kind of music, though. I have ideas out the ears for that. But I can’t be center stage. I don’t know how you did it and still do it." she replied.

"WHAT?!!? Did you not notice the WHOLE crowd out there going crazy for you? No chick can do that! Most MEN can’t even do those moves without looking wobbly or uncomfortable. You made it look effortless, AND you defied every law of gravity in the world!" he stated.

"Nah…It’s just something that I do for fun and release." she said.

"What a waste." He shook his head. She laughed.

"Uh….what are you doing after this?" he asked.

"I don’t know. I was gonna see about some afterparties or something."

"Well…I know an afterparty seems more fun than hangin’ out with me, but…" he trailed off, looking down.

"Jordan Knight, are you suggesting that we chill?" she asked, faking coy.

"Well….yeah. I guess I am."

She laughed and said that she thought that’d be real cool.

He ran and told his friends while she ran and told the group she came with that she was going out with JORDAN!!! IT was weird, because she wanted to play the tough girl, but she was letting herself get giddy like a schoolgirl.

Diana and all the rest of her girls laughed, hugged her and let her know how happy they were for her. They didn’t leave out, "You lucky bitch! We want details!" Trin laughed and ran off to find Jordan again. He was waiting by the bar. He smiled as she approached.

"Listen," she said, "I am seriously funky and sweaty from all the dancing tonight, so do you mind if I go home and shower?"

" No, not at all" he replied.

So they headed out of there and decided that they would take one car…hers. That way his friends would have a car to cruise around in. "Are you sure you don’t mind lugging me around?" he asked.

She laughed and told him not to be silly. So they got into her car, and they were off. While she was driving, she asked, "So, what brings you to sunny Florida?" He told her that he and Miguel and Chris just wanted a vacation to get away. He then started rifling through her CD book. "Wow…you really love your techno, huh?" he asked.

"Yeah, well, it’s the only thing that relates perfectly with me and it never lets me down…it’s the perfect up. It used to be about the drugs and the drugs enhancing the music, but the drug scene got kinda old with me, but the music is what keeps me going."

"So, you quit the drugs, right?" he inquired.

"Oh, yeah…years ago. The last I did any of that crap was 3 years ago. I still smoke cigarettes and drink a little, but other than that, I have no desire to trash my body like that. I sometimes wonder how I made it. But I know that God was on my side."

"Word," he said.

He kept shifting through her book and also found classical CD’s and…then came the clincher. He stumbled upon his very own CD.

"Ahem," he said, with a mischievous smile on his face. "I heard this one was pretty cool, too."

She looked over and saw what he was talking about and they busted out laughing. After that, the ice was totally broken and she knew that they were going to get along great.

After they got to her house, she jumped in the shower. She got ready again, and walked to the fridge to get 2 beers. She then sat on the couch, where he was sitting, watching TV.

"So, what do you wanna do?" she asked.

"I don’t know. It’s only midnight." he replied.

"We could go to the strip and see if there are any afterparties." she suggested.

"You know what? If it’s ok with you, why don’t we stay here and get to know each other? " he asked. Her guard automatically went up.

"Listen, J, I am thrilled to be hanging out with you, but I’m not that kind of girl. I mean, I admit you were probably my quote-unquote first love, crush, lust, or whatever, but I don’t play the groupie thing."

He looked really hurt and looked down. "I know you’re not that kind of girl. That’s why I wanted to hang with you. I’m not gonna lie, Trinity…when me and the boys were in the New Kids, we were wild, man. And boys will be boys, ya know? We had sex all around us. It was offered by girls and moms alike. And admittedly, we all took total advantage. We were all around 18 and over at the time, so it was field day for us. But, I’m over that right now. I been ready to settle down for a while. But I’m not saying that to you like it’s a line, but I know you don’t take shit. The way your friends all talk about you, I realized you and me had so much in common. We’re go-getters; fierce. I figured it’d be cool if I left Florida knowing I was productive and made a new good friend."

She watched him say the whole speech and couldn’t help watching those lips form all the words, while those chocolate brown eyes searched her face and poured out truth. He looked so perfect, and she was flooded with memories of the past and how carefree her life seemed those days.

"Well, I do know that you have a fiancé. I really am glad you gave up the lifestyle of casual sex." she stated.

"Yeah, well…" he trailed off and broke his gaze away. Trinity leaned over and grabbed a cigarette and lit it, all the while watching him. Why does he look so unhappy?

"Is anything wrong?" she inquired.

"Nah…it’s just…well…I don’t have a fiancé anymore." He studied her closely.

She raised my eyebrows and said, "What? You and Evy broke it off?"

His dimples flashed for an instant. "You know my life pretty well for a past fan." She blushed and said, "Well, NKOTB was a big thing in my life. I guess I’ll never let that go." He smiled at that. But he looked down again and said, " I don’t love her, man. Never did…she was just around for so many years, that I got comfortable with it and settled for what I had, since I was always paranoid about who liked me for who I really was."

She sighed and put her hand on his arm. "I understand. I went through the same thing in high school and college."

"Oh yeah?" he asked.

"Yeah...I was used a lot for the material items that people thought I'd give them cuz I was a little drug dealer chick. But soon enough I learned and weeded out all the assholes. I guess that's what started me on being so guarded. That, and I quit doing and dealing the crappy drugs." she explained.

"Wow...that's rough to go thru at such a young age." he said softly.

"Well, that ain't the worst of it." she said bitterly.

He raised is eyebrow but didn't push the topic, sensing it was still a sensitive subject with her. But she changed the subject and asked how he was handling life without Evelyn.

"Oh, you mean EVIL-yn? I couldn't be happier. It was like I had 90 tons lifted off my shoulders the day I told her sorry ass to get out of my face, my house and my life...which was the same day I busted her and found out that Dante wasn't mine."

Trinity sat up in shock, gaping at him, stuttering. "Wh-wh-what.....I mean...I don't....understand...what did you say?"

"You heard me...she was a trick. She couldn't wait to get me out of the house to start fuckin' other guys, yet when she was in labor with Dante, she made me quit my biggest "coming out" solo tour and be with her. Well, I found out later at the doctor's that her blood type and my blood type would not create the blood type Dante had. So I got suspicious and went for a paternity test. Sure enough, Dante wasn't mine. But I still think of him like he's mine, and I love him like that, too. But when I kicked her out, she let the courts know that I wasn't the father and that she didn't want me near him."

She had no idea what to say to him to make him feel better. So she reached out and gave him a hug. "Don't worry, Jordan...a guy like you won't stay single for long. You’ll find someone that loves you for you and not the money. From the rumors I heard, you need to find a girl to support and push you in your career…not someone to drag you away from it, and try to beat up the fans."

He smirked and said, "No kidding!! My fans are what made me! I can’t and won’t live without them."

They talked all night long about EVERY little detail about themselves. She never thought she could ever tell anyone, especially a guy, about how messed up her last relationship was. But he knew absolutely everything. He knew that she gave her heart and soul to this punk, Mark, and he cheated on me with FIVE other girls and got her and another pregnant. When he was confronted, all he had to say was, "DAMN...I hate it when you girls pull that SHIT on me." Needless to say, she hated the jerk.

So by 7 a.m., they were ready to conk out. She made the sofa bed up for him, and went into her room to sleep.

They didn't wake up until almost 3 in the afternoon. Trin jumped out of bed and ran into the living room.... it hadn't been a dream...her dream man was indeed asleep on her sofa bed!!! She sat there and watched him sleep until he stirred, rubbed his eyes and stretched. She observed as all his muscles stretched out and defined when he stretched. She almost died! He looked at her and smiled that sexy ass smile and said, "Good morning." She smiled and said the same.

"May I buy you breakfast, Trin?" he asked.

TRIN!!!! He said her name so sexy! She said of course, and ran to the bathroom to get ready.

They ended up going to the beach and eating at a little diner. It was so exciting. There was a big group of girls there, and they kept whispering and staring, and finally, after they saw that they were done eating, they came up and asked Jordan for autographs. Of course, he gladly obliged. The fans were real cool. Trinity could tell they were also having a childhood flashback. She knew just how they felt. After chatting with the girls a little bit, J and Trin left.

"So when are you leaving?" she asked.

"What? Are you trying to get rid of me?" he laughed.

"Oh, definitely," she said teasingly. He laughed and said he and the boys were probably going to leave the next day, which was Sunday. She felt disappointed because she’d taken her vacation from work yesterday, and she had 2 paid weeks to just chill. He said they were going to head out to Miami for a few days and then head back home to Boston. She felt sad, but at least she got to chill with him. She lucked out like crazy right there! She kept driving and realized he was sitting there looking at her.

‘What?’ she said.

"So…what are you gonna be doing all week?" he inquired.

"Just relaxing, I suppose. I took my vacation leave from work, so I plan to be real lazy for the next 2 weeks." she replied.

"Word?" he asked. "Well, why don’t you come with us?"

"I don’t know…I mean, I’d feel uncomfortable, and you couldn’t party the way you wanted to…" she trailed off as I saw his face fall.

"What do you mean by partying the way I want to? How do you think I party?" he asked.

"No, I mean, there are gonna be fans there that wanna chill with you, and I don’t wanna take that time away from you." she answered.

"You mean all the groupies?" he asked, his beautiful face flushing pink with his rising anger. "I thought you believed me when I told you that I was over the groupie thing…"

"No…" she interrupted. "I just didn’t want to be a third wheel…I guess…I don’t know. Jordan, it would be a dream come true to spend some more time with you, but we hardly even know each other! And I guess the cynical side of me is really paranoid that…I don’t know…I guess I’m just wondering why you picked me to hang out with."

"Trinity…" he interjected. "The second I saw you at the club, I knew that you and I were destined to be friends….for now. It’s just something that I knew was inevitable. You and I are complete best friend material…for now." He explained.

"For now?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. He looked away quickly, blushing. She saw his shyness, and quickly cut in with, "Wellllll, we do have great taste in clothes. And we even wear them together!"

He turned to her and they had a good laugh. "So what d’ya say? Come with?"

How could she possibly resist that face? Besides, she was DYING! He had told her that they were meant to be best friends…FOR NOW!!!!!! She felt like she was going to crash the car or something.

"Alriiiiight," she said faking annoyed. "I’ll come with you guys."

"YES!" he said like a little boy. "You and I can share the penthouse. I’ll sleep in the 2nd bedroom…no use in spending the money when you have 2 bedrooms, right?" he asked.

Meanwhile, Jordan was secretly happy that she was agreeing. He knew that they were somehow meant to be in each other’s lives in some way. Whether it was as friends or as a couple, he didn’t know yet, but he was wishing for the latter. He was a little weary of the thought of another woman, but he realized that he can’t shove off all women just because Evelyn had been such a bitch and a horror to be with. He could tell that Trinity was a very nurturing and supporting woman. He thought back to Evy, and he could taste the hate and the anger bubbling up from his stomach. She had done everything to deter him from being a singer. She knew what came with being a star. He cringed at the memories of how terribly she treated the fans: yelling at them, calling the cops for no reason, threatening them. He could kill her for trying to take them away. They were the most important aspect of his career, for heaven’s sake! Well, he was happy that he didn’t have to deal with her ass anymore. She was lucky that she didn’t have to work or do anything around the house. But she even took that for granted. He sighed, thinking how happy he was now that she was out of his life. She still followed him around and begged and pleaded and bitched, but it didn’t have any effect on him at all anymore. He did miss little Dante, though.

Trinity looked over and saw Jordan in deep thought, and saw how perfectly beautiful his profile looked, and how long his lashes were as he looked out the windshield. She fought the urge to reach out and rub his face. They drove in silence and listened to the radio, each lost in their own thoughts of the situation unfolding around them.

So, they made it a day by going out to the strip and doing some shopping and generally just talking and getting to know each other even more. Jordan knew that her favorite flower was the orchid, so he waited while she went to the restroom to run and buy a beautiful bouquet of carefully and exotically arranged orchids. When she got back, he was standing there with a huge and hopeful grin on his face, holding out the flowers. Trinity squealed and jumped impulsively in his waiting arms for a big hug. Jordan absorbed the warm feeling she gave him and closed his eyes to fully enjoy the sweet smell that he knew only she possessed. When they were parting from the hug, they caught each other's gaze, and the gaze held. And held...and held. He caressed her face, and she smiled up at him. He felt a literal, physical pain because he wanted to kiss her so bad. "What the hell..." he thought. He ever so slowly lowered his head. Meanwhile, Trinity's heart was pounding in a combination of fear and anticipation. "What the hell is going on inside my head? It's freakin' chaos!" But she felt her body responded in ways she never thought possible. **BEEP-BEEP-BEEP* They both jumped at the sound. It was his pager.

"FUCK!" he exclaimed in rage. He looked down at the pager and told her that it was Miguel and Chris. She handed him her cell phone, and told him to call them. They must have been worried sick! After calling and making plans to meet up later that night, he turned around and said, "Trin...what almost happened there?"

She immediately became paranoid and thought that he was suggesting that she had started the kissing thing. "What do you mean?" she asked defensively. "N-Nothing almost happened." With that comment, she abruptly turned and started to walk off.

Jordan grabbed her by the arm and turned her around.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Trinity? Something I've been hoping for all last night and today almost happened, and you act like I have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about!" he exclaimed.

Trin jerked her arm away and glared at him. "Why are you doing this? Huh? Is this some sort of game to you? Well, I'm not groupie central! You can't just put the moves on me..." she cried.

"THE MOVES?!?! Did you not hear one word that I've said to you about my life? You think I'm some horny bastard that is out for some ass? I hope not, cuz trust me, Trinity, I could have found it if I really wanted to, but I chose substance and realness and potential instead. Now why is that so fuckin' hard for you to understand? I realize you've been through hell, but don't act like you're the only one who knows what hellish relationships are about. Why do you have to be so cold and reserved? Huh?" he yelled.

She stared at him long and hard. "This conversation is over. Get in the car...we're outta here." With that, she spun around and stormed toward the car. He stared after her, trying to figure out what the hell went wrong. "Damn, J...what's up with this?" He ran after her and jumped in her car. She had started the engine and was just about to peel out, when, he shifted the gear into park. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU...." It was the sentence she never got to finish. He grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her roughly to him for the most amazing kiss ever. She was a spitfire for sure, he thought. After the long and intense kiss, they parted, both of them breathing heavily, and Jordan was flushed. They stared at each other for a long time, the fire still in Trinity's eyes. But the fire was caused more by passion and surprise than real anger.

"What was that for?" she inquired, looking down.

"It's the only way I could think of to get you to understand.... understand.... what..." he stammered.

"Tell me, J. You're the one that said you wanted us to start being best friends, so tell me. Best friends dish everything to each other." she said.

"It's-the-only-way-...I-could-get-you-to-understand-what-I'm-starting-to-feel-for-you!" he said it so fast, she almost missed it. "I don't want to rush things, but I am in this cuz I know where I ultimately want this to go in the future.... and for the record, I'm not talking about me wanting it to go to the bedroom. I'm talking for real here."

Trinity stared at him, not knowing whether to jump for joy, or run in fear. Her heart was saying to stay, stay, stay. Her heart has never talked to her before. She didn't know what to make of it. Usually, she was more stand-off-ish and reserved around guys, unless they were real good friends, in which case she was just "one of the guys." Guys who first saw her would want her immediately. Her looks were exotic and astonishingly refined and diminutive. Her figure was skinny but chiseled and defined from all the dancing. Then the clincher would be the caring and unconditional love she had for people. Not to mention she knew how to blow up a dancefloor better than any human out there. The only thing that was bugged out was the utter humbleness and shyness that came with the package. But the guys thought that was more alluring. They never stayed around, though. Her and all her dates would remain friendly, but the guys would all bail once they knew she wasn't easy to get in bed. She had too much honor and self-respect for that.

So why was her usually suspicious heart so sure this time? She stared into his eyes...and she knew.... she just knew. It was not knowing HOW she knew that drove her insane and made her aloof. She reached over and touched his face. He grabbed her wrist and pressed her palm to his lips and kissed it. Then he closed his eyes, savoring the touch, and ran her palm against his slightly stubbly cheek. When he opened his eyes again, she was inches away form him. She stared at the perfect formation of his ruby red lips, they way they were slightly wet, the way they were parted ever so slightly. She licked her own lips. He almost fell over when he saw her licking her perfect, rosebud lips. He reached out and ran his fingers through her cascade of long, silky, blue-black, straight hair. He marveled at her long lashes and large, intense, almond-shaped eyes. Her button nose was cute and dainty, just like her, and her complexion was smooth alabaster-pale. The whole world seemed on hold while the two were just drinking each other in; getting to know each other in another way than last night...getting to know each other's souls and essence. Finally, Jordan couldn't hold back any longer. He pulled her in for another kiss. The kiss started off gentle and languid. Then, she pictured those lips, and tilted her head to the side to get more. She let her tongue probe and explore, while his did the same. They became more and more intense. When the intensity was enough to kill them both, he took his hands, put them under all that beautiful hair and found her neck. She moaned at the touch. His hands were on fire, telling her how hot he was getting. She didn't want to break the kiss. She pulled up closer and let her hand drop to his chest, feeling the definition. Her fingers traced every dip and valley those muscles made. She then let her hand trail to his tummy. She traced out the six-pack that she fantasized about everyday when she was a kid. She felt like she was meant to kiss him forever and ever. Jordan felt her light, shy touches and almost pushed her away; that's how helpless in bliss he felt. It felt too good for a human to handle. This is what he's been looking for! In his 31 years, he never knew what fate was. Now he knew. He felt an onrush of emotions that racked him by surprise. They hadn't parted lips yet. He ran his hands, which were resting on her neck, through her scalp, enjoying the silkiness. Then, he slowly bunched his hands in the manner of trying to make fists, therefore, pulling her hair and head slightly back. She moaned again and leaned back a little, giving him a chance to go for her smooth, pale, delicate neck. They were both breathing heavy. He slowly licked her earlobe and went downwards to trace the fine outline of her neck. She almost screamed out loud. Then she grabbed the back of his head, by the hair, and pulled him up. They one again stared into each other, breathing hard and heavy.

"Tell me that I'm not crazy for what I'm feeling. Tell me that fate does exist," she said, panting.

"I just discovered fate myself. But I can't tell you that this isn't crazy. Love is crazy. Love is blind. Love is unconditional. But we did it together, at the same time. If that isn't fate, then I don't know what is." he replied.

LOVE!!! He said LOVE!!! she thought to herself.

"I still want to take it slow, Jordan. I don't want us to rush anything, especially sex, just cuz we know that we were meant to be." she said cautiously.

"I'd wait for you forever. Besides, I agree. Now that we have our ultimate goal in mind, I still want us be best friends first." he stated.

"Good..." she smiled.

" I want us to be so close and so comfortable, we can like, pick our noses in front of each other, or..." he said.

"OK!!! Too much info!" she interjected. They both started laughing again. "Let's go home so I can get these flowers in a prettier vase, and we can go get ready to meet Miguel and Chris." she said. They drove home happy and carefree, making jokes and laughing easily and effortlessly with each other.

When they got home, Jordan called Miguel.

"Yo, J. What's up, man? You found yourself a new honey? I thought you weren't into the groupie thing no more?" Miguel inquired.

"Nah, man. It ain't like that. We sat around and talked all night, and then we went out on the town this afternoon. I think this is real, man. She wants to take it slow, even though she feels the same way. I respect her so much, Miguel. I didn't know there were girls like that anymore." he said.

"There are a very few, bro. Glad to see you found one. So...she knows about Evelyn?" Miguel asked?

"Oh yeah. I haven't hid nothin' from her." Jordan said. " She's gonna be coming to Miami with us."

"COOL! We can see her dance some more. Oh yeah! By the way, the owner of "The Club" wants you to perform there Wednesday night. It's supposed to be the best and most exclusive club out there. You up for it? The fans heard you were coming to town, and they're all going berserk. It'll probably be packed out." Miguel asked.

"Sure. Anything for the fans. But I plan to introduce Trinity as my lady. I ain't up for hiding nothing." Jordan stated.

"No prob, bro. You ain't in the New Kids anymore. Fans will not hate you or her...unless they were treated like shit like only Evy knew how to do." Miguel joked.

"Don't even say the name, Miguel. It gives me the chills." he said sourly.

"No kiddin'. Me, too! " Miguel exclaimed.

"What are we doin' tonight?" J asked.

"Well, me and Chris were thinking or grabbing a quick bite and heading down south early; you know go to the beach and check out the strip. Ain't much to do over on this side." he answered.

"Sounds good. Let me ask Trin. See what she thinks." Jordan said.

"OOOOh! Gotta check in already, huh?" Miguel joked.

"Shut up, man. Come on over here and we'll leave together if she wants to go." He laughed.

Miguel laughed, too. Jordan gave him directions to Trinity's house, and hung up. Jordan told her the idea the guys had, and she thought that would be cool. So Jordan called Miguel because he needed all his stuff. Trinity ran around and packed for the trip. Jordan came in while she was packing, and told her to pack something kinda fancy. He wanted to take her out to dinner at a nice restaurant...an official date. She was so excited! She packed plenty off club clothes, a nice dinner dress, and after many arguments with herself, some rather sexy PJ's. She went into the bathroom to get her toiletries together. After she was done, she walked into the living room and found J waiting for her on the couch. He saw her and smiled. She smiled back, all of the sudden, shy. He was so beautiful! He patted the empty space next to him on the couch and smiled another sexy smile, raising an eyebrow. She practically ran to him. He sat her down and looked deeply into her eyes. He felt that same melting feeling again.

"I am so lucky I was led to you. I feel like I've known you for lifetimes. I can't wait to have new adventures with you everyday." he said.

Trinity smiled and looked down, blushing. "I feel it, too, baby." she replied shyly. Her calling him that gave him a warm feeling in the pit of his stomach. He lifted her head up and started to kiss her so tenderly. She relaxed and melted into him. They fit so well together...like puzzle pieces...like a hybrid. There was a knock at the door. Jordan moaned in annoyance. Trinity laughed and ran to get the door. Miguel and Chris were standing there with big grins on their faces. "Hi," Trinity said brightly. They all hugged hello.

"Wassup, girl? Heard you been takin' good care of my partners heart." Miguel said. Trinity laughed.

"Been tryin' to." she said. Jordan ran over and tackled the guys. They all goofed around for a while. Then Miguel brought in some of J's stuff. He asked to take a shower, and Trin hooked him up with some towels.

Meanwhile, Miguel, Chris and Trinity were in the living room chatting.

"So, Trinity," Miguel said. "I hear that my boy is falling in love."

"Did you? Wow? In love? Word travels fast." she said.

"He's a great guy. The last thing he wants is a fling. Getting laid isn't a problem for him, and he don't want it like that. I tell ya, he's not 20 no more. He is ready to settle down. His viewpoint is, that he is 31 years old. He ain't gettin' any younger. He needs someone to nurture and support him. He needs love...unconditional love. I'm not pressuring you, but I am here to tell you that he is for real about this. I never heard or seen him like this, and I thought you should know that, even if you don't look the type, if you aren't completely and totally serious, then just tell him that..."

"Whoa, whoa...wait a sec, Miguel. Now if you can tell that I'm not the type to be a player, then it's really not necessary to tell me all this, right?" Trin interjected.

"Yeah, but he is our best friend. He's been hurt by that Evy chick, and... I don't know. He might have caused it himself...sticking with her just for the comfort factor. But she didn't have to do him dirty like she did." Chris answered.

"Guys, guys guys...wait. All I have to say is that I love him. He doesn't even know yet. The only pain I've put him through is the fact that I was scared and paranoid because of my past relationships, but other than that, fate has spoken. I don't even see him as the famous Jordan Knight like I used to. He's just Jordan, my buddy, the man I love. And as far as his career...I will support him. I'd probably kick his ass if he neglected his duties or his fans, which I know he wouldn't do. He's made me feel...giddy. And I NEVER feel giddy. I was always this old soul that was suspicious and in pain cuz of the past and..." she teared up.

"Hey....don't do that." Miguel hugged her. "From what we know of you from what J told us today, you are the one. And since you'll be spending some time with us in Miami, we'll get to know more. But we know everything will work for the best... whatever that is. We're just overprotective, that's all. But now that you're in the family, you'll know how overprotective we are."

Trinity smiled gratefully. Right then, Jordan walked out of the bathroom, whistling, and a towel wrapped around his slim waist. There were water droplets glistening on his muscular chest. He looked over at Trinity and smiled. She smiled back, her heart bursting with love. It was a big help that Miguel had shared all this info with her. She knew that the next few days were going to be crucial.

After all of them were ready, Miguel called the hotel in Miami to tell them to have the suites ready early. It wasn't a problem. Trinity and Jordan would share the penthouse, and Miguel and Chris would share the deluxe suite. They left in 2 cars...Miguel and Chris in the rented car, and Trinity and Jordan in her car. While they were driving, Trinity smiles mischievously at Jordan.

"What?" he asked suspiciously.

"Blast from the past?" she asked. With that comment, she put in a CD, and "Baby, I Believe In You" started.

"Oh, no!" he exclaimed.

"Oh, come on! That's my favorite of all time," she stated. "The way you looked with the shirt blowing in the wind...took my breath away every time."

He smiled at the statement and held her hand, singing with the CD.

Four hours, a lot of talking, and a lot of joking later, they arrived in Miami. It was around 10:30 in the evening. They checked into the posh hotel. Trinity gawked at the luxurious setting. After they all unpacked and got settled, they all went to the beach and walked the strip. A lot of fans recognized J and asked for autographs. Trinity felt her heart swell with pride. She told all the people who stopped them that he had a concert at "The Club" on Wednesday, and to make sure they were there. The fans were all so sweet. When J would introduce her, they'd squeal, and hug her and ask for pictures with her. She felt like she was walking on air. They then hit some clubs. Miguel and Chris were having a ball with all the gorgeous girls hitting on them. They all walked into a club that Trin insisted on, because she heard the dope music booming out the doors. Her feet led her into that one. As soon as they got in, she ran off onto the dance floor, the music possessing her at once. Jordan looked at run out and let out a laugh. He loved her exuberance and passion for music. He had the same, and it was hard to find a woman like that. "Shit, what am I thinking about? It's hard to find a woman like her, period." he thought.

He saw her start to dance and the whole club seemed to migrate her way, gaping at her; especially the men. But she broke it down with some breakdancing and the whole crowd went nuts. He saw her look at him and point. She beckoned him out to the dance floor with those bewitching eyes of hers. He walked towards her in a trance. Then, the music did its thing and he started to groove with her. He knew how to breakdance from back in the day, but feeding off her energy and vibe made his dancing look as though he never stopped. Watching him, Trinity felt her heart swell with pride again. He looked fabulous! She wanted to attack him right there! After they both finished their dancing, the crowd went wild, especially after the people all recognized him. She quietly stood in the background, smiling with joy as Jordan signed more autographs. Then, he walked over to her and grabbed her into another amazing kiss. Everyone cheered when they saw they were together. The night wore on until 3 in the morning. Then they all trudged back to the hotel to get some sleep. Trinity showered and walked out to see that Jordan was in the 2nd bedroom, getting ready to shower and go to bed. Her heart melted, because he was respecting her and her body. Miguel's encouraging words came to her mind. And the fire within her was kicked up a notch.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm gonna take a shower and then go to sleep. Why? Did you wanna stay up and talk?" he asked.

"No." she answered. "Talking is not what I had in mind." He raised his eyebrows.

"Um...uh...you...uh...what did you have in mind?" he faltered.

"The only talking I wanna hear tonight is me moaning your name, and you moaning mine." she said bravely. She immediately felt self-conscious. Was that too forward?

Jordan's eyes glazed over with love, and she knew...knew that it was gonna be perfect. It was so meant to be. He walked over to her swiftly and put his arms around her. He gazed lovingly into her eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked. "I meant it when I said I'd wait...forever."

"Well, I want and need you tonight, Jordan. And I know. I guess I knew...we were meant to be." she whispered. Those words brought tears to his eyes as he whispered back, "Baby, it'll never be over between you and me. That I swear to you." He kissed her lightly on the nose and said that he'd be right back. He then jumped in the shower and got ready for what he knew was going to be the best night of his life...and also the beginning.

While he was in he was in the shower, she slipped into her sexy pj’s and lit candles all around the room. She then went to the bar and poured 2 glasses of champagne. Then, she draped herself across the large king-size bed and waited. After his shower, Jordan sauntered out still wet, with a towel around his slim torso. When he saw her lying there with the drinks and saw how radiant and seductive she looked in the candlelight, his passion rose up so fast, that his towel almost fell off. Trinity saw that and laughed softly.

"Wow…is that for me?" she whispered. He laughed and looked down at himself.

"All yours, and more, baby." He said smoothly.

She didn’t break eye contact as she got up off the bed. He closed the gap between them quickly. He put his strong arms around her waist, while she ran her fingers ever so lightly down his defined chest. He looked into her eyes and could sense that she was scared and surprised at how fast she had allowed this to happen.

"Trin, are you sure you want to do this? You know this isn’t necessary. I already know I love you." He whispered.

She silenced him with a finger to his lips and said, "Baby, it’s because you do know, and it’s because I know that I am allowing this. Just tell me that this is for real…that it’ll last." She said.

"This is the most real thing I’ve ever known. And it’ll last for eternity. I won’t have it any other way. " he said, just before he leaned in to kiss her lips, which were burning and seething from desire. He moved his hands up her back and into her hair. She reached down and snatched his towel off. He drew back in surprise and smiled down at her. She looked up at him and ran her tongue across her lips seductively. Just when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, she reached out and shoved him on the bed. It was almost too much for him to take. She started crawling up on the bed. In one swift move, he pulled her up and on top of him. She ran her fingers through his still damp hair and started kissing his ear. Electricity shot up his spine. He started to shake.

"Forever, Jordan, forever…" she whispered so softly in his ear. More chills.

She then moved down to his neck and slowly explored with her tongue. Next, it was down to his collarbone, where she put slow, moist kisses across it. Then, straddling him, she moved her hands and rubbed his muscular stomach, now taut with passion and need. All the while, they gazed at each other in the candlelight. She took off her nightie, and he looked at her toned and muscular body, large breasts and her silk black hair cascading down her sides, the ends lightly feathering and teasing her nipples. He tried to maneuver her so that he could get inside, but she pulled back and said, "Wait…wait." She then got off him and leaned in to kiss and lick his stomach. She could hear his heart pounding while his stomach contracted with his ragged breaths. She kissed all the way down his happy trail and lightly flicked her tongue on the head of his dick. He moaned. The moaning only got louder as she took more and more of him in her mouth. She was rubbing his balls the whole time, gently kneading them with her soft touch. He could feel the build up. He didn’t want to come yet, so he stopped her by pulling her up to him. She laughed at the look on his face, the look of pure bliss. Then his gaze changed. It changed into a fiery look of desire and need that had to be fulfilled NOW! She shivered because the she could see his eyes glow with the embers of the love and passion he was feeling. He smiled mischievously and said, "Alright, girl, it’s on now!" What that comment, he threw her on her back and kissed her with such a voracious hunger, she was almost scared…almost. She raked her nails down his back, only turning him on more. He moved down to her breasts and sucked on them. Then without warning, he had her legs on his shoulders and he went down to her most secret place and plunged his tongue deep inside her. She screamed out his name, as he kept devouring her like a starved animal with an insatiable appetite. He overtook her whole area with kisses, licks and sucks. She felt something quiver in the center of her being. That spot kept growing and growing until her muscles finally relaxed and she went into the most intense orgasm of her life. It felt so good that she almost wanted it to stop. It was overwhelming. Jordan felt her muscles contracting and tasted her sweet nectar. He never wanted to taste anything or anyone else. He wanted to be one with her forever. She was left panting, her eyes half closed for the euphoria she was feeling. He saw her and laughed. "Oh, it’s far from over, Baby, far from it," he warned her before moving up and on the length of her glistening body. They kissed passionately for a long while, both discovering a new height with each kiss. He rubbed himself on her all the while. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore.

"Please, Jordan, please…more. I want all of you. I want to consummate this…NOW." She begged.

She felt him get even harder at her begging. She smiled knowingly, reached down to massage his throbbing dick, and started again: "Please, daddy…please. I want you, I need you…please, papi…"

He literally felt his emotions and passions bursting. He said, "I want you to guide it in. I want you to be the one that finalizes it."

She didn’t need to hear anymore. She took his member and slid it into her. They both cried out at the first thrust, both basking in the feeling of how unreal true love- making is. Sex was never like this. He realized then that tenderness and love was the key. At first, they went at it fast and hard, like 2 lost souls that had finally found each other after eternities of being apart. Then, they slowed it down to a slow and rhythmic pace that melded together in perfect harmony--they were making music spiritually, and they loved that they could incorporate music even more into this union.

They gazed into each other the whole time they had this easy rhythm going. Then, Jordan slowed down a little more, and started working his hips in slow, hard circles, reaching even deeper into her. They both closed their eyes as they both felt the build up. Finally, in that slow and languid pace, they both came. It was intense and lasted forever. They both felt their muscles contracting in synch. They were both sweating and lost in each other. Time had stopped and the universe was theirs. Jordan was lost in emotion and his eyes welled up with tears. "I love you, baby. I know it’s weird and seems too soon, but I do." He whispered huskily.

"Mmmm…say that again.

"I love you…" he said.

"Again, again, again…" she said dreamily.

"I love you. Love you. Love you."

She sighed and smiled. He sat up and faced her.

"Come with me." He stated.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"No, no. I mean come back with me. To Boston. Meet my family, my friends, my fans, my dog, everyone." He begged.

"I don’t know…I…" she started.

"C’mon. You have 2 weeks off. Please? I don’t think I can go without you. Just take a vacation up there. You won’t miss anything down here, right?" he whined.

"I’ll…I’ll think about it. I promise. It does sound like fun." She replied.

"It will be…just think about it, ok?" he asked with his puppy dog eyes.

Trinity peeked out the window and saw that it was getting light out.

"Holy shit…it’s almost morning!" she exclaimed.

Jordan laughed and took her hand. They both slipped into robes and he led her outside. Together, they watched the sun come up over the beach, the brilliant colors looked so much more intense and meaningful now that they had love to fill their lives.

Afterward, they got ready to go out. J rang up Miguel and Chris’s room to wake them up. They all arranged to meet for breakfast in an hour. Suddenly, Trinity’s cell phone rang.

"Hello?" she said when she answered.

"I KNOW you didn’t forget to call me, bitch!"

"Di? Oh, man! My bad. I’ve been running around and totally forgot! Forgive me?" Trin asked.

"Only cuz you’re with Jordan Knight in Miami!" Diana answered.

"How did you know I was with him in Miami?" Trinity inquired.

"Cuz, dummy! You two are in the entertainment section of the newspaper this morning. Whoever took it works fast, because it says here that the picture was taken last night at a club down there!"

Trinity gaped at the phone while all this registered. "WHAT?!?! When? Where? HOW?"

"Calm down, girl…" Diana soothed. "It’s no big deal. It’s just a picture of you kissing. By the way, we are all jealous and hate you…joke…and nobody can believe you let a guy into your heart! He must be for real to have you running off with him to Miami!"

"Yeah…he is. Weird, huh?" Trinity asked.

"NO! Not weird! Perfect for you." Diana said.

"Di, did I ever tell you you’re alright?" Trin teased.

"Don’t get sappy, princess." Diana joked. They both laughed. Then Trinity got a heavy feeling in her heart.

"Jordan? Can you come here, please?" she called.

He bounded in the room, freshly shaven.

"HE’S IN YOUR ROOM?!?!?" Diana screeched.

"Shut up for a minute." Trinity laughed. She turned to Jordan with worry in her eyes.

"We’re now entangled in a scandal." She warned.

"Huh?" Jordan looked lost.

"We’re in the paper…everywhere! They got a picture of us kissing last night at the club." She told him.

"So? They woulda liked the kisses going on in here better than the club." He jokes.

Trinity heard Diana squeal on the other line. They both laughed.

"So, you don’t mind?" Trinity inquired.

"Mind? I’m ready to show you off and run down the streets advertising my luck! Why the hell would I mind?!" he exclaimed.

"Awwww…" Diana said from the phone.

Trinity and Jordan started kissing.

"EWWW! Ok…hello?! Person on the phone! Can we stop the gross shit, please?" Diana teased.

Jordan laughed and took the phone.

"Wassup, girl?" he asked. You wanna come see us Wednesday? I have a concert going on that night." He offered.

"Hell, yeah! Like, ten of us decided to go down there anyway." She informed.

"Well, call Trin tomorrow night and I’ll put you and your guests on the VIP list." Jordan told her.

"COOL, J! Thanks a lot." Diana said.

"No problem. You want to talk to Trinity again?" he asked.

"Yup! See you in a couple of days, J! Oh…and take good care of…"

"I know…I will." J cut in.

Trinity got back on the phone and they talked. Diana knew not to ask for details since J was right there, so she told Trinity to save some time for her when she got there Wednesday. After they hung up, Trinity had Jordan run down for the newspaper. Sure enough, there they were. A huge picture had been posted. The caption under the picture read: "Jordan Knight in Miami with who he claims to be the love of his life, Trinity Kay. Here they are sharing a kiss while everyone around cheers them on. JK to perform Wednesday night at "The Club." COME CHECK IT OUT!"

Trinity stared in shock at Jordan.

"You knew they took our picture? They really quoted you correctly?" she asked.

"No….they left out the part that I’d die without you." He said softly.

She jumped in his arms and kissed him a dozen times on the lips, eyes, cheeks, forehead and chin. He laughed at her exuberance. She stooped and looked at him with such tenderness in her eyes.

"I love you, Jordan Knight." She stated.

"You better," he answered huskily. "And I love you, Trinity Kay."

They kissed again before they headed out to meet Miguel and Chris. The four of them had a nice breakfast with Miguel and Chris teasing them and their picture. Afterwards, Miguel reminded J to get plenty of rest because he would need to practice all day the next day. Miguel already sent for J’s dancers and some of his sound equipment. It wasn’t a huge thing because J’s set would only be like an hour long. The city was already bustling with the news that he was doing a concert. "The Club" was going to be PACKED. After breakfast, Trinity felt really sleepy, so she went back to the penthouse to get some sleep. Jordan told her he would be right up. He needed to discuss some of the show’s itinerary with Miguel.

"Yo, I want to do ‘Baby I Believe In You.’ Trin loves the way I used to do that song back in the day, so I want to include that." J said.

"Alrighty…I think that we can arrange that. Hey…I meant to throw an idea at you. Why don’t we get our DJ and her to do a little something for the intermission? Usually, Finesse is cutting and scratching out there alone…what about a bad ass dance routine by your girl, man?" Miguel suggested.

Jordan broke out into a huge grin. "I love your mind, man."

"Yeah, well, that’s why I’m the manager." Miguel joked.

Jordan laughed and punched Miguel on the arm.

"So what’s up, J? You decided what you want to do about the situation you got with Trinity?" Miguel inquired.

"Yeah, I know that I can’t be without her. And I know that I’ll do whatever it takes not to be without her." Jordan stated.

"Well, you better decide soon. We’re leaving in a few days." He said.

"I know, I know. I asked her to come with us to Boston at least until her vacation was over, and she said she’d think about it." J said.

"Well, I know things will work out. I can feel it. You two belong together. And you know I’m the last one to tell you that. Especially since you just met her. But I’m not dumb, man. I know what’s good for my best friend. Just don’t stress too much. Even paradise has some speed bumps and hurdles." Miguel advised.

"Thanks, Miguel. That means a lot." J said.

"Yeah, well, don’t get used to it. I like being a dick to you better."

They both cracked up and hugged. Jordan told Miguel and Chris that he was going to go upstairs to nap with Trinity. Miguel and Chris were like, "Yeah, right…nap. Is that what you call it?" Jordan laughed and walked off, shaking his head. Miguel and Chris left to go scope out some chicks.

Jordan walked into the dark master bedroom of the penthouse. He stood by the bed and watched her as she slept. She looked so contented and natural. How could such a treasure been hidden from him for so long? "Good things come to those who wait, Knight," he reminded himself. He took off his shirt and jeans and slipped under the covers with her. She moaned and shifted over. He put his arm under her head and nestled his face in her sweet smelling hair. His mind drifted to the powerful and intense night that they had together. He drifted off with a contented smile on his beautiful face.

Hours later, around 2:00pm, he awoke from a blissful dream. He looked down and saw Trinity looking up at him and sucking ever so gently on him. He moaned. It wasn’t a dream. It was real. He awoke to a wondrous reality. He ran his fingers through her hair while she took him into her mouth, deeper, deeper. She could taste the sweet taste of him slowly dribbling in her mouth. She wasn’t ready to have him explode yet. She kissed a crooked and fiery path up his stomach and chest and right for his mouth, where he greedily groped her mouth with his tongue. He wanted to envelop her into himself. While they kissed, she lifted her body ever so slightly and brought herself down hard onto him. He cried out her name. Hearing that turned her into a raging bull; one that was not going to stop charging until she was fully satisfied. So she rode him like that, arching her back, throwing her head back, and swiveling her hips in an erotic sexual belly dance. When she came, her contractions massaged him in a way that he came long and hard also. They both chanted each other’s name and fell into each others arms like they were about to drown, and the only way to save themselves is to cling to one another. Jordan thought about his whole life. His fame, his family, his childhood, his adult life. He realized that he had had some wonderful moments in life. But he used his hormones and fame to get some, and he never really gave his heart out. Sure, he knew how to be suave and romantic, but it he had never done all that to a woman with his heart. Now, the impact of finding that feeling hit him like a train. No matter what happened, he knew that he would never leave her side. They lay there for a while and talked; the kind of talk that old couples who had been together for 50 years and the passion was still there. They talked about everything and nothing, the past and the future, their fears and joys, their devotion to each other. Then they showered in the huge 8-showerhead shower. They gently and carefully washed each other and joked around like the best of friends. Then the heat rose again, and they made sweet and luxurious love on the seat inside the shower. Afterwards, Jordan wanted to go on their date before they were going to meet up with the guys on the strip. She went into the other bedroom and locked the door to get ready. She wanted everything to be absolutely perfect for her first night out with her man...Jordan Knight. She almost wanted to back out considering the fact that they would totally be in the public eye. That scared the shit out of her.

"Oh, relax, Trin...don't go losing your head...you did fine last night. As long as J is there, you'll hold your own and shine," she coached herself. But it wasn't everyday that her picture was in the paper. That terrified her. She was in the paper once. That was when she won the Tri-Stated Breakdance Competition. She won first amongst 350 dancers. But she was dancing when the camera got her...she hadn't known until Diana called her screaming. She sighed, "Oh, well...J will get me through this."

She got out her black dress. She had only worn it once to a dinner party. She wasn't into the whole girlie dress-up thing. Her style was old school ADIDAS and PUMAs. Big, baggy pants with a little shirt, covered in a running jacket. But her figure was maintained through all the dancing she did using arm and leg muscles. She also did 500 crunches a day to maintain strong stomach muscles to get good balance on the floor. But she looked at the black dress and prayed it wouldn't be too uncomfortable. The dress was a strapless top, that was like a fancy corset, tied in the back. It was very low in the back, showing off her muscles. Her arms were skinny and cut. And the size three skirt was slim and long, with a slit up the right side thigh. She finished off the outfit with a white-gold choker and bracelets that matched. She put her hair up on the top of her head, and let strands of her straight hair fall loose. She put faux diamond hairpins to each side, and finished off with bare legs ending in 4-inch platform heels. Her 5'4" height needed some help anyway. She put on her makeup intricately, lining her eyes in black and finishing off with silver shadow. She put on mascara to bring out her long lashes and put dark burgundy lipstick on her pouty lips. She surveyed herself and hoped she looked ok. "I hope I'm not overdressed...or worse...underdressed," she stressed. Oh well. She spritzed on some of her Angel cologne and walked out to see if Jordan was ready.

He looked so breathtaking in his black 3-piece zoot suit with black shirt. The outfit was accented with a silver tie and silver hanky in his breast pocket. He had a platinum watch and a single platinum nugget pinky ring. His hair was slightly slicked back and he was clean shaved. She stared and felt her knees start to give out. She gracefully covered her posture by leaning on the doorframe in what she hoped was a seductive stance. He looked like her gentle Mafia prince.

He was in the middle of pouring some champagne in 2 glasses when he saw her. He stopped dead in his tracks, and the expensive champagne glass slipped out of his hand and on the plush white carpet. He didn't even notice the glass as he walked in a trance over to her. He ran his hands over her corset-like top and gave her the once over. He wanted to make sure she was actually real.

"I see we thought of the same colors. What is it with us trying to dress alike all the time?" she teased, looking at him.

He stared and didn't register what she said for about 20 seconds.

"...Huh? Wha...?" he stammered.

"You look like a dreamboat," she said shyly.

He stared with those eyes...THOSE EYES!

"Well...you look...look...you...are too good to even be real," he breathed huskily.

She smiled. "I feel like we're going to prom. We match and everything! Is it fate?"

"I hope you're ready for some attention. How can you hate attention so much, looking so damn good?" he asked.

"Well, you know how I grew up. I had 3 brothers who loved to tell me that I was ugly just cuz I was the 'baby sis.' I can't help that. Childhood traumas," she said, half-kidding.

"Let's go!" Jordan said, eager to get out on the town.

On the way out, there were a couple photographers and some fans waiting downstairs. Miguel and Chris were chatting with them. When they all saw the couple, a few pictures were taken. Miguel had already told them that they were short on time, so no one really tried to bother them. Trinity did stop J when a shy fan asked her to ask him for an autograph. They stopped, and Jordan signed a few autographs and took some pictures with fans. Trinity was introduced to everyone as his lady. She had never been so happy in her whole life. The fans were so wonderful. Her mind wandered to why J's ex had been such a pill to them. Oh well, it was her loss, she thought. Miguel and Chris walked over and told them that the limo was there. Miguel and Chris nodded appreciatively at Trin and Miguel piped up, "Yo, Trinity...you got a sister? Cousin maybe? Long lost aunt?" he joked.

She laughed and said she'd be on the lookout for him to join the family. They all decided to meet at 10:00 at the hotel, to go to the clubs. The white deluxe stretch limo seemed to take up the whole block. Trinity stared with amazement.

"We movin' in here?" she joked.

"Only the best for you, baby," he winked.

They drove about 30 minutes and got to what was known as the most exclusive restaurant in the city. Trinity looked at the beautiful construction of the building and the pure elegance the place held. Everyone looked so made up and perfect. She felt like she had wandered into another realm. Her heart started to pound. Could she match up to all these cultured and mostly famous people? She tensed up. Jordan noticed it immediately.

"Don't sweat it, baby. You got ten times more than all these rich broads do. You have REAL class...real personality...real heart...and most importantly...you have all your real body parts," he whispered.

They busted out laughing. She felt instant comfort. She saw the paparazzi and the other people staring at them. When they all realized who it was, they got greeted and the nods of approval came in at a steady pace. Sheesh! It felt to Trin like she was in a giant fishbowl. She smiled at everyone and greeted them with a gentle sweet voice. Jordan made it a point to introduce her full name and title of "soul mate for life." He wasn't shy or ashamed. If anything, he seemed like a little boy...eager. They walked in the restaurant, and she gasped. It was so elegant and high class. She tried not to gape at everything like a country bumpkin. They were seated immediately. People started coming to greet them. She got ten lifetimes worth of amazements fulfilled. She was introduced to Mark Wahlberg, John Travolta, Michelle Pfeiffer, Robert Deniro (she almost forgot her name on that one!) and her personal favorite role model...Lucy Liu, who was charismatic and full of good energy. She could hardly eat a thing. Jordan excused himself to go to the bathroom. As she sat there, a waiter brought her a glass of wine.

"Uh...I didn't order this. Did Jordan...?" she asked.

"No, Miss Kay, I was asked by Mr. Martin to bring you this." he stated.

"Mr. Martin?" she was puzzled.

"Mr. Ricky Martin, Miss Kay," he said.

She looked over and saw him at the bar smiling at her. She brusquely shook her head and stated,

"I'm sure Mr. Martin saw that I was escorted here by a date. Please tell him that I am very thankful and very flattered, but I can't take that," she suggested.

"Very good, Miss Kay," the waiter answered.

Trinity looked at Ricky watching her not take the drink. She waved and shrugged her shoulders, and mouthed, "Sorry..." He winked and nodded that he understood. Then...he moved on to another woman.

"Only in Hollywood-land," she bemused, smiling.

Jordan got back to the table. She laughingly told him what had happened with Ricky Martin. He did think it was so funny. But he didn't make an issue out of it. He knew she would be true. They finished the rest of the meal wrapped up in each other's eyes. He took her hand in his, and leaned in to kiss her. She forgot where she was and fell in to his eyes. They whispered to each other and shared lots of smiles. After sharing and feeding each other a sinful tiramisu, they left, arm in arm. Everyone turned to look at them leave. Jordan told her that happened to all who leaves a social event. Back in the limo, they cuddled. They were both feeling the bottles of wine that they had at the restaurant. He traced her nose with his finger and smiled at her.

"You did so wonderful tonight. You were the shining star," he whispered.

"Yeah, right! Did you see me trip over my tongue at Robert Deniro? I was a star-struck little girl!" she giggled.

"Well, your tongue looks fine to me," he observed, running his finger lightly across her lips. Trinity smiled and opened her mouth slightly, allowing her tongue to graze Jordan's finger. She took his hand and put his fingers in her mouth, one by one, sucking them gently. Her eyes told him things that made his pulse race.

"Did I tell you how incredibly hot you look tonight, Jordan?" she asked. He loved the way she said his name.

"I guess it's the company that I'm with. You bring out the light in me," he replied.

"Well, let's see that light shine," she stated.

With that, she took out the hairpins and shook her head out. Her hair cascaded down her shoulders and back and framed her face. She leaned into his neck and just breathed the scent that was Jordan. He felt his breath quicken as she slid her hand down his chest and unbuckled his pants. She slid his pants and boxers down and started kissing his inner thighs. He squirmed under her hot breath. She teased him with her tongue. He rubbed the top of her head in the rhythm she was circling him with her tongue. She finally took all of him in, her mouth hot and wet ant formed just right to satisfy him. He called out to her and gently pushed her head down. She kept up the fierce sucking as she fondled his balls and butt. She shifted her hand to the base of his dick and went in rhythm with her mouth. Soon, he couldn't hold it in any longer, and released his sweetness into her mouth. She loved the taste of him running hot down her throat. She kept sucking as he spasmed, until he was begging for mercy. She loved to please him. It was all about him. But he wouldn't let her get away with that. He smiled and thought of the poor limo driver. He hoped the driver wasn't too uncomfortable, even though the privacy window was up. He threw her to the other side of the car and lifted her skirt. He almost fainted when he saw she didn't have any underwear on. He looked up to see her smiling mischievously.

"Surprise," she said.

He moaned as he took her shoes off and started sucking on her toes. He went up from there and planted kisses on her shin and thighs. When he got higher, he nibbled on her inner thighs. The intensity made her jump and try to push him away, but he held fast to his position. She was already so close to orgasm. J sensed that and slowed down. His breath was warm on her thighs. He slipped a finger into her and she sighed with pleasure. He then took his finger and licked it while staring at her. She was whispering his name. He slowly lowered his head and started teasing her with tongue tricks. She reached down to push his head down a little. He backed away teasingly.

"I wanna hear you beg, Trin. Beg for me," she said.

"Please, Jordan...please, put your mouth on me. Taste me, baby, taste my love," she panted.

He smiled just before he dove in with an animal passion. He sucked, licked and probed with his magical tongue, until she exploded. She was gripping the seats and screaming his name. Her juices spurted into his mouth, and he didn't want to lose a drop. He lapped her up and held onto her as she slipped into oblivion. Trinity thought she was going to pass out. Maybe she did...

They kissed tenderly. They both saw their hotel looming up ahead, so they had to straighten out their clothing quickly. When they arrived, they got out of the limo and hustled inside. Miguel was in the lobby making a beer run.

"Well, well, well...how was the date?" he asked.

"Perfect," Trinity said.

"Get your dancin' shoes on, sister, because we are gonna hit the strip and I get to show you off. Did J ask you about tomorrow's concert?" Miguel inquired.

"Ask me what?" Trinity questioned.

"To dance for DJ Finesse's set. The crowd would go ape-shit to see Jordan Knight's woman break it down like that." he exclaimed. "Believe it or not, the fans out there who know about you two, and believe me...EVERYONE knows by now, they all love you. Rumors have circulated that you are real supportive. But only a handful of people can vouche for your dancing. What say we show everyone?' Miguel asked.

"I don't know, sweetie...so many eyes on me make me uncomfortable," she said.

"OH COME ON!" Miguel interrupted. "You already know what fame is...you won the Tri-state competition for breakdancing! You beat out men and women alike! C'mon! Don't waste your God-given talent!" he argued.

Trinity looked to Jordan for help. Jordan shrugged like he agreed with Miguel and smiled at her.

"I would love to have you onstage with me," Jordan said.

"How long of a set," Trin asked, defeated.

"WHOO-HOO! " Miguel whooped. "Not that long...just get inside the music like you do, and it won't matter how long or whatever. The dancers and DJ will be here tomorrow to rehearse and get things ready for the next night, so make sure you compare notes with our DJ as to what music and record you want played.

"Ok...what have I gotten myself into?" she wondered.

They all went up to get ready to go out. Jordan decided on baggy jeans with a snug royal blue knit top that embraced every muscle in his chest, arms and back. Trinity chose a red PUMA outfit with a belly baring tank top under the jacket. She was ready to dance. Her hair was parted in the middle and braided down in pigtail braids.

They all got to the club. It was packed! So many fans were there. They actually wanted to see Trinity. J and Trin greeted all of them and then J, Trin, Miguel, and Chris were escorted in immediately. The club was hooked up with a killer sound and light system. Trinity couldn't believe music was going off so intensely. Her and Jordan started dancing with each other in the old school way...playing around, play- competing. Then, Trinity noticed Jordan's eyes get wide with shock and then narrow with hate. Trinity was spun around by someone. She didn't know what the hell was going on. But as she was spun around, she stopped and was in direct gaze to the seething and hateful face of...Evelyn.

"So, you're the bitch I see in the papers and the news with him," she spat out. " You think that you can take him just like that?" she raged.

A crowd started forming. Jordan hissed at her, "What the fuck are you doing here, Evelyn?"

"I’ve come to get my man back," she said, trying to flirt with him.

The sight of it sickened him. "Get the hell out of our face. What…you think that fighting Trinity will win me back? You think that I’m going to run back to you…ever?" he yelled. Trinity, Miguel and Chris led Jordan and themselves outside.

"Fuck you, you bastard! You have a son!" she screamed, following them.

"Yeah, someone else’s. You know that you put me through the wringer by faking me out, and acting like Dante was mine. You disgust me, Evelyn, get away from me and my girl," he muttered.

Miguel and Chris stepped up. They tried to get Evelyn out of there, but she wouldn’t budge. She turned to Trinity, whose temper was staring to blaze. Evelyn got right up in her face and pointed a finger at close range to her face.

"You dumb whore! You think he loves you? He don’t love you. Stop deluding yourself, chica. I’m the only one for him. You’re just the rebound."

"Rebound, huh? So how long has it been since you two split up?" Trinity asked with her teeth tightly clenched, her fists flexing out of fury at her sides.

"A year. But that ain’t gonna last passed tonight." Evy growled.

"EVELYN! Get the hell out of here!" Miguel screamed.

"Shut up, asshole. What the hell do you know?" she yelled.

By this time, the whole club seemed to be at a standstill. Trinity recognized a lot of the fans glaring at Evelyn.

"Looks to me like you got some issues. But I don’t want you in my face. I’m not the one who passed up a good man," Trinity said, her mind clouding over with anger.

"Look at this one! First of all, I don’t got issues. YOU have issues. What…you think you cute? You ain’t. You ain’t shit, honey. And what you know about a good man?" she yelled.

"I know I got one, and I AIN"T giving him back to a trick like you," Trinity said evenly.

Everyone started laughing. Jordan even looked amused. Evelyn hand came out of nowhere and connected with Trinity’s cheek. Jordan saw as Trinity’s eyes took on a blank, steely look. He hasn’t seen Trinity truly angry, and seeing her like this scared the hell out of him. Miguel and Chris restrained him from grabbing her. "Let her take care of it, man. You might get caught in the crossfire." Jordan watched helplessly. He didn’t want to see Trinity behind bars. He was so angry at Evy, that he wanted to pound her into the ground. The fans started going crazy and yelling out curses and insults to Evelyn.

Meanwhile, Evelyn saw something snap in Trinity’s eyes that made her regret immediately what she’d done.

"Oh, so you want to bitch-slap me, huh?" Trinity growled.

"What are you gonna do about it?" challenged Evelyn.

Not another second was lost. Trinity came with ferocious punches and hammered Evelyn in the face. Evelyn tried to bum rush her, but Trinity dodged, and kicked her in the stomach. Evy doubled over in pain. While doubled over, Trinity grabbed her by the hair and kneed up into her face and nose. Blood was getting everywhere. Then she threw Evelyn to the ground and started circling around the now cowering girl.

"You think you’re tough shit playing with me in public, huh? You come here, you disrespect my man, me and your sorry ass self, and you wanna throw the first punch? You can’t start any thing that I won’t finish off, Evelyn. I hate to fight, and you went there with me. So, now you got my undivided attention. Get up and talk shit to me again…GET UP!!!!" she screamed. She walked over and started lightly kicking her in the legs and side. Her rage built again. "Even if I can’t have him, Evelyn, I will make sure you don’t either. You treat him like shit, his fans like more shit, and his career like it’s a dumb hobby he has. Well, let me tell you…if it weren’t for him and his ‘hobby’ your uneducated ass would have to work at Denny’s. You cheat and lie to him…you aren’t shit. I’m not giving him up. You’re gonna have to kill me first…"

"Me, too," interrupted Jordan. "I’d rather die a million horrible deaths than to ever be with you again, Evy."

Trinity looked over and saw the love in Jordan’s eyes and found new strength. She smiled down at Evelyn with sarcastic charm.

"So get up and bring it on. I’m ready to do this until it’s over." Trinity challenged.

Evelyn lay there and just cried. Trinity felt bad for her and cursed her own wicked temper. But she held her ground. She would do whatever necessary to keep Jordan. Evelyn got up and said, "You’re not worth it."

Everyone laughed at her. Someone had called the cops. The cop car screeched to a stop, and two cops got out. Trinity looked at Jordan and shrugged. She was ready to be cuffed for beating up this psycho bitch. But the cops saw her and asked her if she was ok.

"Yeah…my cheek is sore, but I’m alright," she answered.

Evelyn ran up and cried, "Thank goodness! She attacked me!"

The cops smirked and started to cuff her.

"What the fuck are you pigs doing?" she protested.

"Ma’am, the callers said that you threw the first punch, and that you did the confronting first. Is that true?’ a cop asked.

"NO! She stole my husband away and…" she yelled.

"Officer, she is in no way linked to me at all. Not for a year," Jordan said with disgust.

"AND SHE THREW THE FIRST PUNCH!" came a chorus of shouts from the crowd. "IT WAS SELF-DEFENSE!" another yelled out.

Trinity looked over at the crowd, grateful and humbled by their selfless gestures. Her eyes filled with tears and she mouthed a thank you over to the crowd.

"Would you like to press charges, Miss Kay?" the other cop asked.

"No…" she said.

"Yes…" Miguel, Chris and Jordan said.

"Trinity and I would like to file a full restraining order, effective here and everywhere else we go," Jordan stated, glaring at Evelyn.

Evelyn was cursing and writhing to get out or the officer’s grasp.

"Bastard," she yelled to Jordan. "You’ll want me back!!!"

"Whatever," he retorted. "I’d rather be with a barnyard animal."

"You already were! Look, there she is in cuffs!" someone shouted.

"Fuck all of you!" she yelled out.

"Well, Mr. Knight, we will get the process papers for the restraining order for you by tomorrow. Where would you like it sent?" the officer asked.

J told the cops the address and room number to their hotel, and the cops thanked them and left with Evelyn throwing a tantrum in the back of the cop car. Miguel and Chris reached her first and grabbed her in a hug.

"You ok, slugger?" inquired Chris. She smiled at the both of them and said she was fine.

"Yo…she bitch-slapped me, man," she said.

"Yeah, but you messed that girl UP!" exclaimed Miguel.

"Alright, alright…move it out, fellas. Let the man in," Jordan said.

Jordan walked up to her and enveloped her in a hug. He felt so horrible.

"I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?" J asked with tears in his eyes and voice.

"Forgive you for what? She asked incredulously. "What did you do wrong here?"

"If it weren’t for me falling for that bitch, this woulda never happened."

"Oh, please…J, that was years ago. We all make mistakes. Besides, I’m the one who should be sorry for letting my evil temper loose."

"She deserved it. It felt good to see you knock some sense into her."

"Sense? She’ll never have sensibility." She retorted.

"It ripped my heart in two when I saw her hit you, though," he said, tenderly touching her sore cheek.

"Oh, I’ve gone through much worse, trust me. She don’t know that Bruce Lee was an uncle?" Trinity joked.

Jordan laughed and asked, "You wanna go back to the hotel?"

"Naw…I’ll be fine. Besides, we never finished our dance," she said, dragging him towards the inside of the club. On the way in, she stopped and hugged some of the people she heard stick up for her. She thanked them and apologized for showing them such an ugly side. They all laughed and said it was good to see Evy put in her place. So they walked into the club and had a few drinks, and danced. Jordan loved that Trinity didn’t let Evy ruin a fun time. He thought her resolve was amazing. He watched her as she interacted with everyone and danced around, making everyone feel at ease with her. He thanked God for his amazing gift.

"YO! Jordan!"

He turned around and saw Justin Timberlake make his way through the crowd with his girlfriend, Britney. Jordan smiled and gave them both a hug. He and Justin got to be real good friends when they toured together.

"Wassup, guys?" J asked.

"Man, your girl can DANCE, bro," Justin yelled over the noise.

"And fight, too," Britney added. They all laughed.

‘Listen, man, I was wondering if me and the boys could talk to her and get her to choreograph some stuff for our next album. We have some harder beats and material, and she’d be perfect!" Justin said.

"Well, you can definitely talk to her, but she’s shy about her dancing. I think she’d love to help you. She told me that she thought you guys were ‘awesome harmonizers and amazing dancers with perfect stage presence.’ Those were pretty much her exact words." Jordan laughed.

"How’d you meet her? " Britney inquired.

"By a lot of luck and…God’s good will," he said. They all laughed.

"AWWWW!" crooned Britney.

"But, yeah…I’m doing a concert tomorrow night, so why don’t you two come out, and you can talk to her then?" Jordan offered.

"Sounds great! Thanks a lot, man," Justin slapped hands with him.

J and Britney hugged goodbye, and the couple left. Jordan felt his pride swelling. The night would have been perfect if Evy hadn’t showed up. In a weird way, he was glad. At least she now knew how over her he really was. For the past year, she’d been calling and bugging him. But she never had to deal with him having another girl, because he hadn’t. Now, she had gotten what she deserved. He hoped she stayed in jail. He sighed and told himself not to think so negatively. Trinity danced up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I wanna go home…" she said suggestively.

Jordan ran to find Miguel and Chris and tell them that he would see them later.

"Don’t forget! The crew’s gonna be here tomorrow, so get ready to rehearse for Wednesday!" Miguel called after him.

"Yes, Mr. Manager!" J joked.

"Goodniiiight, slugger!" both Miguel and Chris teased.

Trinity laughed and blew them a kiss. They walked out to the limo and left.

"EWWW! I feel so funky and sweaty and nasty," she said.

"You look beautiful to me," J said.

"You, my darling, are blind," she teased.

"No…I see it like it is." He then noticed her cheek bruising and swelling up a little. "Shit! Your face is swelling. That bitch…" he fumed.

"It’s ok, baby. I’ll put some ice on it at the hotel. Everyone probably knows anyway. I’m surprised Di hasn’t called me with the headlines yet. Besides, it wasn’t Evelyn’s strength that did this. She had some rings on." She said matter-of-factly.

Jordan could feel his blood boiling. But she leaned over and kissed him gently to calm him down. He gazed at her and touched her hurt cheek.

"Did you mean it when you said you’d die a million deaths for me?" she asked.

"Of course. There is nothing I wouldn’t do. Why? Didn’t you mean it when you said she’d have to kill you to get to me?" he countered.

"I’d kill or be killed to taste your love forever," she whispered.

They kissed again. Trinity lit up a cigarette and thought about what a weird night it was. First she’s hob-knobbing with the rich and famous, then, she’s duking it out with her famous boyfriend's ex-girlfriend! It all seemed like a weird, trippy dream.

When they got back to the hotel, the paparazzi was waiting. The security got snuck them in through a side door, and they quickly went for their penthouse on the top floor. They shut and locked the door.

"You go and shower while I get stuff ready," Jordan suggested.

She gladly complied. She wanted to get clean as quickly as possible. When she got out, Jordan had candles lit, rose petals on the bed….and an ice pack.

She smiled at him.

"Just relax and ice your cheek. I gotta jump in the shower, too, ok?" he instructed.

"Yes, sir," she teased. She sat got her pj’s on and sat in the middle of the bed sipping champagne and icing her cheek. He came out and saw her sitting in the middle of all the rose petals with a drink in her hand and ice on her face, and he laughed. He got his boxers on and walked to the bed. She marveled at his chiseled body. He got his champagne and sat on the bed facing her. They laughed and talked for a little while. She finished her drink and lay back with the ice pack on her cheek. He propped his head up on his arm and laid next to her, looking down at her. He reached out and took the ice pack. He opened it and got an ice chip out. He started to run the ice over her lips and down her neck. She squirmed at the coolness. He put the ice in his mouth and felt the coldness of it take over his mouth. Then he leaned down to kiss her. Back and forth, the ice was passed between their mouths. It melted fast because of the heat between them. She reached into the ice pack and got out another piece of ice. She straddled him with the ice between her teeth and ran it down his neck, and moved lower. His breathing became more and more ragged with every inch she went down. She let the ice make the inside of her mouth get real cold. She went straight for his dick. He jumped and moaned when she made contact. She took him fully into her mouth and proceeded to move down, nibbling on his inner thighs. She lowered herself off the bed, and slid her kisses down to his shins and licked the underside of his knees. He was shaking from the pent up passion. She then massaged his feet and sucked on his toes. She loved him so much, she wanted to taste all of him. She helped him turn over and crawled back up onto the bed and proceeded to massage his back. He moaned his pleasure as she took more ice and ran it down his muscular back. She got to his well-toned bottom, and teased the crack with the ice in her mouth. The sensation of the cold ice and her hot breath down there is something he had never experienced. It felt so good, and it was so unfamiliar to him, that he tensed up.

"Relax, Jordan...just enjoy the ride," she advised. His heart was pounding and he wanted to take her right then, but he let her do what she wanted. She slowly ran the ice down the crevice and let it fall. He had amazing chills running up and down his spine. He gripped the sheets and buried his face in the plush hotel pillows to stifle his desire to scream out her name. She slowly opened up his crevice and ran her cold tongue lightly through the valley. He couldn't take it.

"Oh, my gosh, Trinity, you're amazing!" he cried out.

She smiled and kept prodding with her tongue. She couldn’t get enough of him. Deeper and deeper she delved while gently massaging the area right above his balls. She licked faster and faster and deeper and deeper until he was hanging over the edge of complete, maniacal bliss. He quickly turned around, not wanting to come yet. He grabbed her and threw her down on the bed. She laughed an intense laugh, showing that she loved the rough-play. He jumped on top of her and shoved his tongue down her throat. He wanted to rip into her. He wanted to show her as much pleasure as she'd showed him since the second his eyes fell upon her. He turned her onto her stomach and slowly entered her from behind. She gasped and begged him to thrust all the way in. But he only thrust halfway in. She tried to push back to get all of him, but he held her and teased every sense. He then reached around to rub her clit gently. He placed gentle kisses on her back. He felt her body getting really tense and sensed she was about to let go. He sped up the pace and kept rubbing her clit. When he heard her start to call out to him, he thrust into her deeply and quickly. Her body was racked with an intense orgasm. She went limp in his arms, but he held her up and exploded inside of her. They fell to the bed. They fell asleep like that, their hearts so full.

The dawn sunlight cautiously filtering into the room woke Jordan up. He looked over at his angel sleep. He owed her so much for showing him that love and lust is almost opposite. Their lovemaking was intense because of the love. He had learned the freedom of discovery with her. There is not one inch of her soul he didn't want to know. He kissed her on the nose, and proceeded down, down, down, giving her a wakeup call she never experienced before.

An hour later, they were freshly showered and waiting on breakfast from room service. She was nervous, because today would be the day she'd be introduced to the crew. Jordan told her to relax. They already love her from all the stuff he, Miguel and Chris have said. Jordan told her about what Justin and Britney had said the night before.

"What?!?!?" she asked, her eyes popping out of her head. "Are you serious? Man! I feel like I'm in the twilight zone! Justin Timberlake....? From 'N Sync?!!!"

"See, I told you, you should dance professionally." he said.

She couldn't wait to talk with Justin about some choreography. She was flattered to death. Diana called and got directions and gave them the names of the people coming with them. Jordan called in and put all the necessary people on the guest list. Diana was pissed about the fight the night before, but was immediately happy upon hearing Trinity won the match. The restraining order papers were brought in, signed, and notarized. Evy had a court date and fines to face. Diana told Trinity that she'd be there early Wednesday afternoon.

After eating, they called Miguel's room and found out what time they should meet for rehearsals.

"Everyone is going to get here around noon, so be ready. Tell Trin to rack her brain for what she wants to do with Finesse." he instructed.

Trinity started getting very nervous. Jordan, on the other hand, went to go collaborate with Miguel on what songs to do.

By noon, the whole crew came cruising into the hotel lobby. The doorman led them up to the penthouse, where Trinity, Jordan, Miguel, and Chris were waiting. Everyone ran up to Trinity like she'd been in the crew since the beginning. She got along great with everyone, especially the girl dancers, Lisa and Michelle. They were incredibly friendly. The guys (Jason, Gabe, DJ Finesse, and Brian) were warm and friendly and even overprotective from the start. What a cute little family, she thought.

"So finally we meet the girl to grab Jordan's very heart and soul! The boys wouldn't shut up about you," Lisa exclaimed, throwing her arm around her shoulder. "but we knew you were the shit when we heard about the whole you beating down Evy thing!"

Everyone laughed, while Trinity blushed. She looked at Jordan, and she saw him standing in the middle of the guys, wearing a look of such joy and pride. She immediately relaxed and chatted with everyone as if she'd known them all her life. Then they all practiced at the club the rest of the day for the show. Seeing Jordan get prepped for the show made Trinity so proud. She looked around, and the realization of what was really going on hit her like a freight train.

"I am in Miami with the infamous Jordan Knight, he is IN LOVE with me, and I am dancing for his concert. Justin Timberlake wants to meet with me about choreography. I was at a restaurant with people I admired since childhood, and they were speaking to ME. One of them claims he's in love with me, and I am performing with him...." she was repeating stuff like this in her mind, and realized the impact of what was REALLY happening. She felt dizzy and disconnected from herself. How did a small-town nobody like her get here? She felt like all the drugs she experimented with in the past were messing with her head. She slowly got up. Jordan picked up immediately that something wasn't quite normal with her. She excused herself and walked to the restroom. She splashed cold water on her face and looked in the mirror.

"What's up with you, Trin? Is this shit really happening? Have I really come here with THE Jordan Knight and found blissful love, a soul mate? Jesus...what the hell is going on here?" she asked herself. Everything seemed hazy and unreal. She walked out and found Jordan leaning against the wall, waiting for her.

"You alright, baby?" he asked with concern. "You looked all pale and disoriented walking out."

"Yeah...no... I don't know, Jordan. I feel weird. Is this happening too fast? I feel like I've been with you for years, but it's only been 4 days since I met you. I feel like I'm on a roller coaster that is going out of control and is gonna jump the tracks. I feel...panicky-y." she whispered, tears filling her eyes.

"Let's get out of here. We've been practicing for hours. The show is more than ready. It's only supposed to be an hour or an hour and a half long," Jordan stated.

They told everyone that they were leaving. They all groaned, complaining that they wanted to spend time with Trinity.

"Leave her here, J!" cried Michelle. "We don't nee you...just leave her."

"Thanks a lot, 'Chelle! But wherever she goes, I go, and vice versa." he said.

Everyone groaned and boo-ed. Jordan said that they were going to stay in that night to prepare for the show. Everyone laughed, "Yeah...right...the show."

They all hugged Trin and welcomed her to the family. Jordan watched in concern. He had sensed from the beginning that she was scared of the speed, intensity and accuracy that this relationship was going. She had told him all about her past and how shitty it all was. The pressure and paranoia were now surfacing because of all the stress and new opportunities she was getting. When they got to the hotel, Jordan led her into the shower, and he gently and loving cleansed her and himself while whispering encouragements and reality in her ear. Afterwards, they curled up on the sofa and clicked on the television. She turned to him and apologized for acting weird.

"It's ok, Trin. I know it's all a shock. I mean, I can't say that I wasn't scared of the scene unfolding before me. Falling IN love and discovering so much about myself all at once scared me shitless. But it was out of my hands. A higher power took over, and I knew. I was given knowledge that I never knew I could have...I discovered love, and it felt so good, I wanted to run, but something held me down, and now I know that, I may not be the best human being around, but I did something right, and fate decided to smile on me. You have every right to be scared. But don't fight it. You'll miss out on a lot." She smiled up at him and said, "It just seems that everything that goes good with me has a catch. Something always goes wrong. So here I am, with every single one of my very wildest fantasies coming true, and I wonder...what I did that was so right, that I deserve something like this, when others out there can't even get a fraction of what they wish for."

"It's just our time, Trin. It was just our time. Our turn." he whispered.

They ordered room service for dinner, and spent the rest of the night watching TV, talking; sharing every thought, dream, fear, fantasy, and reality. Trinity fell asleep and didn't even stir when Jordan carried her to the bed.

"I love you, baby. I always will. You are my fantasy and my reason to breathe. Please don't forget that," he whispered to her sleeping form. He kissed her eyelids and gathered her body close to his to go to sleep.

The next morning, the couple had breakfast with the crew. Trinity seemed back to normal, chatting and joking with everyone. They were all in love with her. She couldn't believe her luck in finding such a close-knit and loyal group of friends. They all had a 3-hour rehearsal after breakfast, and afterwards, everyone went their separate ways. Diana arrived at 2:00 in the afternoon. She and Trinity gossiped and got caught up. Trinity spilled all the worries she had onto her best friend. Diana reassured her and said that she was being a scaredy-cat.

"C'mon, Trin, your dancing would have gotten you fame in the long run anyway. It's just you were lucky enough to get recognition and meet your true love at the same time. Stop being so paranoid. Did it ever occur to you that you deserve happiness for once? Duh! You can't put yourself last all the time, you know. And you know that I'd be the first to drag you to reality if I thought you were deluding yourself. Chin up! Party, have fun...ride with the waves and stop trying to swim against them. You're only drowning yourself...for no reason!" she scolded.

Trinity felt a thousand times better. "You are the bestest friend ever!" she told Di, hugging her.

"Yeah? Well, remember that when you need a maid of honor...oh, and Miguel better be the best man! Don’t tell Jake I said that," she said. They both laughed and went over the show plans and the fight with Evy. Afterwards, Di wanted to hit the town with the friends she came with, so she left, and Trinity left with Jordan to go walk around and sightsee. They hadn't had any outdoor activity besides the clubs and dinner since they got there. They strolled along, holding hands, laughing, taking pictures, and softly kissing here and there. A lot of fans stopped to talk to Jordan and get pictures and autographs. They were all excited about the show that night. Apprehension and fear started slowly creeping up on Trinity. Everyone else was cool and collected. They were used to being on stage, especially Jordan. He’d been doing this for most of his life!! Trinity was a fit of nerves. Jordan sensed her growing stress, and slowly started rubbing her back. She loosened up at his touch. It was a gorgeous and breezy day. The sun was shining down on them as he rubbed her shoulders and kissed her shoulders. Passersby would see them and smile.

"HEY! That’s what the penthouse is for," someone teased from behind them. They both snapped their heads around and saw Diana, Jake, and the rest of Trinity’s crew from home standing their, grinning. Jordan laughed and walked over to them. Trin introduced everyone. Diana saw her best friend’s face and said, "Oh, will you stop being such a worry-wart! You’ll do fine! You’re gonna give yourself an ulcer and fall over before you even get to get on stage."

Trinity smiled at her friend gratefully, for knowing her so well. All of her friends gathered around her and gave her hugs, kisses and encouragement.

"So, you been taking care of our girl, J?" asked Jake.

"Yeah, man. All I can offer her is my total devotion, my heart, soul, loyalty, time…" Jordan said, not caring if everyone heard him gushing.

"Ok, ok ok," Jake interrupted. "You’re gonna get us guys in trouble with our women talking all sappy." Everyone laughed. Diana punched him on the arm. "Why can’t you say stuff like that?" she teased him. "What, you need to be a suave songwriter to say mushy stuff?"

"Naw…" Jordan said, defending Jake. "Stuff is more fake when fame’s involved. I just was lucky. And I’m gonna let everyone know it, too."

They all hung out for a couple of hours, and then Jordan and Trinity left to get ready and prepare for the show. They only had a few hours until show time.

They went to the hotel, showered, got ready, and left for the club. Diana and her friends came a little bit after them to get in the front.

The club was pretty big and had a huge stage with plenty of room for the equipment. It had a second floor, so that people could watch from the top. Otherwise, it looked like any other club she was used to. Her and Finesse went over some more stuff, while Jordan ran around and did mike check and sound checks. Everything seemed ready to go. They all chilled and had some drinks and socialized with each other. Her old friends and her new friends seemed to be getting along real well. She went off into a dark corner to stretch out and collect her thoughts. She limbered up for a little bit, and then she sat down and tried to pull herself together. She hoped that tonight would be a success for Jordan and for her; she hoped that the relationship that has blossomed would be a success; she hoped to make him happy and be the kind of woman he’s always wanted; so hoped, she hoped, and she hoped some more. She was stressing out again, and she knew it, but how could she not? She put her head in her hands for a minute to relax herself. She had to think about what was going to happen. J was supposed to leave in 2 days, and he wanted her to come along for the remainder of her vacation. Was she really ready to be his girl? Could she handle the glamour and glitz of the fast life? Would all the stunning and beautiful women get to her and J’s relationship? She was starting to really sweat it now. She raked her fingers through her hair, and looked up to catch Jordan staring at her from the stage. He had a worried look on his face. He quickly finished up what he was doing and came over to her.

"Talk to me, baby. What’s wrong? And don’t try and fool me with the ‘you’re nervous’ stuff," he said. She gazed at him for the longest time. "What’s gonna happen when it’s time for us to separate?" she asked.

"SEPARATE? What are you talking about?" he demanded, eyes wide.

"I mean after this. After Boston. After my vacation is over?"

"Well, I was hoping you had decided to come and be with me up north," he said, his eyes hopeful.

"J, I can’t just come up there with no job or anything. I’m not the moocher type, and I’d feel terrible if I was living off of you while I searched for a job. I’d feel like I was invading your space. I don’t know. It hasn’t even been a week since I first met you, and I gave myself to you in ways that I never ever dreamed of giving myself to anyone. I opened up to you and…I’m scared. I’m not used to the spotlight. I’m don’t know if I could handle you being off on tour. And I trust you, I really do, but all those other women…I don’t know…I refuse to allow you to give up anything for me…I don’t know what I’m doing or what the hell is going on here!" she said. Tears were streaming down her face. He kissed them away and cupped her face in his hands.

"Baby, I love you for putting me first, but how about putting US first. It’s no longer just me and then you…it’s us. You need to get used to that. I love my job. I love my fans, I love my friends, and I love my family. You are a part of that because you’re a part of me. Everyone loves you. No-one gives you shit the way they did Evelyn. And you sit here and tell me you refuse to allow me to give anything up? Well, why are you trying to back out of this? In doing that, you’re making me give up you…us. That is so much more cruel than making me give up anything else. Other women? Yeah, there are lots of beautiful women out there. So what? I coulda been with any of them when I was in a miserable relationship with Evy, but I didn’t cheat…wouldn’t cheat. Why would I ever do that to you? No one holds a candle to you. And so what if it’s only been a few days? We are perfect. Even if we were blind and thought we were in love, all of our friends would not just let this happen so quickly. They’d try to get us to chill. But I hear them whispering about when our freakin’ wedding’s gonna be!" he argued.

Trinity smiled and looked down.

"Leaving this is not an option, Trin. I can’t let you go. So, you just better get used the feeling of bliss and stop trying to make yourself have doubts. I meant it when I said it’ll never be over between us, baby, so you better watch out," he warned, tears in his eyes. "I’ve saved up enough money from being a New Kid to never work again. Plus, the other solo albums did real well. We could raise 10 children and send to college, and never worry about bills. I know you’re not a moocher, but, damn, why work when you don’t need to? Can’t you see? It’s US now…not YOU…not ME….us."

"I’m scared, J, scared. That’s all. I feel like I’m on a roller coaster and I can’t get off…"

"Well, you love roller coasters. Why would you want to get off a ride that is fun and adventurous?" he asked.

She sighed and looked at him. "I’m sorry. I guess I need a lot of confirming, huh?"

"That’s what I’m here for, Trin."

They kissed and that is when she firmly decided to stop being so worried. She decided to just let it ride. She grabbed his hands and pulled him out to the dancefloor. The whole group of friends all danced and messed around for a little bit. Finesse was really excited to do this set. When he talked to Trinity, he found out she had countless ideas on new styles for Jordan’s dancers, and new beats and tracks for J’s songs and next album. He told Miguel some of her rough draft ideas, and Miguel turned and looked at Trinity. She was playing around with Jordan on the dancefloor. He shook his head in amazement thinking that they had run into a goldmine musical inventor. He got on the phone and called up Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis’ office. They had a conference call. He told them some of the news and told them he’d have a videotape to show them of Trinity dancing for the show. They had already picked up word about Trinity and the fight and all the pictures that were appearing in the magazines and newspapers. So it was set…Miguel would bring in Trinity to see and talk to them when if she came up to Boston. They were even going to make a special trip out to see her. He called Jordan over and told him his ideas. Jordan got excited and ran to tell Trinity. She was blown away at the prospect of meeting them. They dealt with THE Janet Jackson! She felt like screaming. But Diana and all of her other friends did that for her. Jordan got word that Justin was here for his meeting, so he went out to go bring him in. He worried a little that all this would breed new worries and insecurities in Trinity. But he knew she was strong, and he knew that she had already found a niche in the entertainment world. She found a place in mere days, when others struggled for years. He knew her talent couldn’t be kept a secret for long. He felt happy for her. He knew she would never take her blessings for granted. Justin came in and hung out with everyone for a while. Then he and Trinity went into the back office to have a meeting and talk about setting up a meeting with their manager. She kept doing double takes as she realized that Justin Timberlake was talking to her about stuff for their dance choreography. She felt like laughing out loud.

Finally, it was almost time for the show. The doors weren’t open yet, but the outside was packed. There were all kinds of people and security and chaos all around. Diana and her friends were already by the stage, and everyone performing was pacing in anticipation in the back area. Finesse was already spinning records, and the crowd was let in. Trinity relaxed upon seeing that it looked, again, like all the other clubs she’s ever been to. After the mood settled and the crowd was mingling, the show was announced.

Everything went perfect. Jordan looked gorgeous as he sang all his songs to perfection. Trinity’s set was flawless. No one expected a girl breakdancing to hard core techno. She stood out front with her friends for the remainder of the show. GITY brought the house down. Then, everything got dark. Jordan’s voice came over the speakers and he announced that the next song would be the last of his set. Trinity didn’t know what he was going to do. But when she saw the fans kick on and the one spotlight shine, she almost lost it. She was taken back in the day when she was younger, watching this same man do her favorite song. He remembered her telling him she loved this song! Jordan sauntered out with the black pants and unbuttoned shirt, hips swiveling. All the girls that liked New Kids were thrown back in time when he came out. The screams and cheers were deafening. He spotted her immediately in the front. He pulled her up to the stage and sang the song to her, looking in her eyes, and slow-dancing seductively with her. She was crying from shock and happiness. He knew then that his main purpose in life was to make her this happy all the time.

The rest of the night was a blast. Everyone was having so much fun. The stage was taken down quickly, and the resident DJ came out to start more festivities. Everyone partied hard. J and Trin decided to call it a night at around 3 in the morning. No one else was even close to stopping. They drove back to the hotel room happy and relieved that the night was a success.

"So…are you ready to go to Boston?" J asked.

"Mmmmm…yeah, I am. I hope I don’t fall over dead when I meet Jimmy Jam and Terry," she laughed.

He looked over at her, smiled, took her hand, and told her she’d be just fine.

"You know…you’re gonna get a lot of big-time job opportunities once you work with Jimmy and Terry. You might have to move up there." He said.

She smiled at him and teased, "Oh…I might just HAVE to, huh?"

"Well, yeah. And it’s so hard to get a place up there, and I have all this extra space in my house, so, if you need a place to, you know…" he trailed off.

Don’t be scared, don’t be scared, don’t be scared, Trinity chanted to herself.

She closed her eyes briefly, and plunged forward.

"Well, I was hoping to shack up with you," she flirted.

"What?!?!" he exclaimed, taken totally by shock.

"Yes, I will move up to Boston, yes, I will live with you, and YES I will love and cherish you forever, Jordan. But I’ll do it only for you," she said quickly.

He let out a whoop and made her pull the car over. She protested until he grabbed the wheel and pulled it onto the side of the road, where he grabbed her and hugged her close and just cried in her arms. They both sat in the car holding each other and crying for a long time. After the emotions calmed, they drove to the penthouse and made the slowest, sweetest, and most seductive love ever.

So it was settled. Trinity, Jordan, Diana, Jake and the whole rest of the gang drove back home to pack up all of Trinity’s stuff, and make the necessary arrangements to leave. Diana and Trinity had a very emotional goodbye. She made Diana promise to let herself and Jordan fly her and Jake up to see them twice a month. That didn’t get much of an argument. All of Jordan’s crew got emotional with happiness to have her come up with them. Jordan put extra money down to have Trinity's stuff delivered to his home...to THEIR home in Boston. He called the maid and told her to arrange all her clothes so that Trinity could pick out where to put all her stuff.

Trinity talked to the landlord of her house, and paid him the remaining 3 months she had existing there. She told everyone to wait for her outside. She wanted her last goodbyes to her surroundings. They all went to go get ready to leave. Trinity and Jordan were going to drive up in her car. Trinity walked around her house and reminisced...she had had some good times here. Her life was ready to take off, and she knew she better keep up before it the opportunity passed her by. She realized that she would be choreographing and sharing ideas and working closely with several very powerful people in the industry. She let her tears fall as she thanked God for the opportunity.

She walked to the front door to lock it for the last time. When she opened the door, she saw Jordan waiting for her. She smiled at him lovingly and bounded down the steps into his arms.

***************ONE YEAR LATER*************

Jordan and Trinity were stronger than ever before. Trinity's ultimate dreams had come true. She had a lot of ideas for his 3rd solo album. She took over the musical aspect, and flipped Jordan's style. She wanted more dancing, since she's always thought Jordan was the best dancer to ever exist. The album went triple platinum and Jordan was at the top of every list there was. Trinity choreographed for Janet Jackson, Madonna, *N Sync, and so many others on the side. She won a ton of awards for their dance videos and music production. But her main goal was to make Jordan's career the best it could get. Miguel and Jordan had her going with them on tour to help collaborate the dancing, and she still did some of the solo dancing with DJ Finesse spinning. Everything was perfect. Trinity was still nervous around the Hollywood scene, but she held her own.

Although she and Jordan never spent more than 4 days apart, they decided to cancel their schedules and go on a 2 week vacation, away from all the glitz and glory. They went to Virgin Islands. The first night there, they stayed in their suite and relaxed together in a nice, hot bubble bath in the Jacuzzi.

"We've come a long way, Trin..." J said, smiling at her.

"Yeah...because of you," she reminded him.

"I could have never done it without you," he stated.

She smiled. They talked for a little bit longer, and got out to relax and watch some TV. They were the best of friends. The more time that went by, the closer they became. They have had their hard times, but they pulled through it laughing, loving. Both of them were caught up in a fairy tale romance, as the rest of Hollywood put it. They had proved that they were truly soul mates, and convinced even the toughest skeptics that love at first sight and mystical romance existed. The sight of each other still made their hearts pound. Who would have known?

It had started raining hard while they were in the Jacuzzi. When she pulled o her robe and walked out to the living room of the suite, she saw that Jordan was outside watching the rain. She walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around him.

"I love the rain," she said.

"I love you," he countered.

She smiled as he turned around to kiss her.

"Can you get the wine?" he asked.

She nodded and turned around to pick up the 2 glasses of wine. When she turned back to hand him his, he was on one knee, in front of her. She gasped and stepped back, tears already forming. He was crying openly.

"Baby, you and I have gone through so much in so little time. You take me to levels I never knew I could reach. So marry me," he said as he slipped a beautiful 2-carat diamond platinum ring on her hand.

They were both bawling as she choked out a 'yes.' They kissed deeply and passionately, tears intermingling with their mouths.

"You take me higher and higher every day. Let's take it to the sky and beyond. Take me higher, Trinity...take me higher.

Together, they walked in to the suite, the rain beating down on the roof in a steady beat. They closed the sliding glass door and went to the bedroom to seek levels of highness that no one else but they could achieve.

THE END.