"A couple hours my ass." Alli grumbled as she worked the tight heels off of her sore feet and dropped them onto the plush grass near the bench she was sitting on.

It had been five hours since she was first introduced to Daniel and his family. Five hours since she last saw Adam. Five hour since she had come face-to-face with the Southern cutie she had left sleeping peacefully in his own bed just the morning before.

She groaned as she remembered the look in Kris' eyes when he first saw her standing with his dad and brother. Sure, he smiled at her and nodded in acknowledgement, but his eyes said something more. His eyes looked at her with confusion, surprise and worst of all-a little hurt. Alli hated hurting people, but it was a must. It was either them or her, and she wasn't about to let that happen again.

"You know, Adam was right," a voice sounded from behind her and Alli tensed up when she recognized the drawl. She turned a little and watched Kris walk towards her and seat himself in the empty spot next to her on the marble bench. He didn't look at her, instead looking out over the small, private lake with a small smile on his face.

Alli raised an eyebrow, "Oh, yeah?" she asked as she started at his profile, "And what was Adam right about this time?" she asked, knowing that Adam had a tendency to be right a lot.

Kris' face broke out into a grin and he shifted his gaze to her, "You are defiantly my type." Her breath hitched and she cursed herself for being so girly as she tore her gaze away from him and glared at the shimmering water as it lapped at the shore gently.

"Oh." she mentally smacked herself for coming up with such a genius response. She heard Kris chuckle and a cool bottle was pressed into her hand. She looked down to see a Miller Lite in her palm, full, open and cold.

"You favorite, right?" she looked up as Kris, a little surprised and raised an eyebrow, " I may have had a lot to drink Wednesday night, but I always remember things where they count." he nodded towards the beer in her hand.

She looked back down at the bottle and smiled a little, shaking her head and placing the bottle to her lips. The bitter liquid flowed smoothly down her throat and she sighed happily. "So what else do you remember?" she asked, curiosity getting the best of her.

She watched as Kris took a long drink of his own beer and shrugged, "Well, you have two brothers, one younger, one older. You write for Rolling Stones, but you also sing and write your own music. You play the guitar, but you're struggling with the piano. You travel for your job sometimes, but you're mainly in the L.A. area, so you live with Adam and Drake. Your favorite color is blue, and you never sleep with the same guy twice," he smiled at Alli, who was staring up at him with her mouth agape, "I'm a good listener."

She covered her face in embarrassment and lowered her head, "I am so sorry," she sighed and removed her hand, staring at the bottle she was cradling against her thigh, "I tend to talk when I'm drunk...a lot," she laughed dryly, "I told Adam not to feed me those shots."

"He can be a persistent guy." Kris said and took another drink of his beer. Alli looked back up at Kris and studied his profile as he watched a school of ducklings swim across the lake.

He was a lot cuter than she remembered, but maybe that was only because she could barely see straight. He was so nice and genuine. And that drawl, Alli had always had a weak spot for accents, especially Southern ones. He remembered everything that Alli had told him that night, everything. Most guys that she hooks up with didn't even remember her name much less her favorite color.

Suddenly she felt bad that she didn't know anything about him. Surely if she talked about herself, he must have told her something about himself. She turned to watch the ducklings walk up on the small beach and shake their bodies to dry off as she wracked her mind for any information that this guy would have told her about him.

"Why did you leave?" his voice pulled her out of her stupor and she looked at him confused.

"Huh?" she asked as if she wasn't paying attention, but he just laughed and shook his head before turning to face her completely.

"Why did you leave?" he asked again and his eyes locked on hers, "I woke up and you were gone, not a note a number, nothing." he said and he looked kind of sad.

Her heart clenched a little, but she shook it off quickly and shrugged, "I told you, I don't sleep with the same guy twice." She took a drink of her beer and turned to look at anything besides those beautiful brown eyes that she was getting lost in.

"Yeah, I know." he sounded a little bitter, but she didn't read too much into it, "Usually I don't sleep with the same girl twice either, but I thought that might have changed when you didn't leave right away after we were done."

She whipped her head back around to stare at him, "Aren't you recently divorced?" she asked, wondering if Adam had mixed up his friends again, he seems to do that a lot.

Kris raised an eyebrow at her and smirked, "Adam told you huh?" She nodded hesitantly and he sighed, "We actually split about a year ago, but the divorce wasn't made final until recently." he explained and chuckled a little, "I guess you could say that after we split, I turned into some what of a slut. I had only been with that one girl since junior year of high school, so I figured I needed to get out there and see what else the world had to offer. I slept with a different woman almost every night of the week."

Alli couldn't help but laugh a little at that and Kris raised an eyebrow at her, "Sorry, you just sound like me. Well, the male version of me I guess." Kris smiled and nodded a little.

"When Adam told me he had a friend who was my type, I got a little worried because last time he tried hooking me up with his guitarist, Tommy." he shuttered a little and Alli laughed, "So not my type."

"But, when he pointed you out, I knew he was right." Alli blushed a little and looked away, "Then we talked and got along so easily and I thought maybe we had something different than what I had with all those other random women." Alli took a sharp breath and grabbed her shoes standing up from the bench.

"Kris, I'm sorry if I led you on, or made you think that there was something here. But, I can't. I left because I honestly didn't even mean to fall asleep the night before. I figured if I was out before you woke up we could avoid the awkward morning after. When Adam said he needed a date for this wedding, I had no idea it was your brother. Believe me, if I would have known I wouldn't have come." she started to walk away, but Kris stood up to follow her.

"Wait, Alli I-"

"I'm sorry, Kris. But, what I said that night still stands. I never sleep with the same guy twice and I sure as hell don't get involved with one of those guys." she looked up at him and sighed, "I'm sorry." and with that she was gone, walking back to the large white tent to find Adam and tell him that she wanted to go.

She needed to get out of there before Kris decided to come after her and try talking again. This is what Alli has been avoiding for the past two years of her life. That's why you never talk, talking messes things up.