Later that night after the show Jera was in her dressing room packing her stuff and getting ready to leave. She had her back to the open door when she heard someone knock softly on the doorframe. She turned around to see Paul standing there. Her heart jumped but she tried her best to sound casual. "Hey Pauly, what's up?" she said, turning back to her briefcase so she would stand there at stare at him like an idiot.

He leaned against the door frame and watched and she shuffled papers and stuffed them into her briefcase. "Kip, Brian, Sean, Joanie, and I are going out to eat. Do you want to come?" He knew she would, he had mostly stopped to ask her just for the chance to see her and talk to her while there was no one else around.

She glanced over her shoulder and grinned at him. "To Denny's?"

He laughed. "Of course, where else would we go?" It was a joke amongst them all that they kept Denny's in business.

She laughed as she snapped her briefcase shut and sat it down next to her makeup case and duffel bag on the floor. "Okay, since we're going to my most favorite resturant in the whole world. I'm the mood for strawberry topped pancakes right now."

He pushed away from the door frame and walked a few steps into the room. "Great, are you ready to leave?"

"Yep, I'm all packed up."

"Alright, I'll help you carry your stuff out."

"Okey dokey!" She picked up her briefcase and duffel bag. He grabbed her laptop from the table next to the door and her makeup case from the floor.

"Is that everything?" he asked.

She did a quick glance around the room to make sure that she hadn't forgotten anything. "Yep, that's everything."

"Okay, after you," he said making a sweeping gesture towards the door and doing the little bow from the old Connecticut blue-blood days. She shook her head and laughed as she walked out the door.

As he followed her down the hall towards the parking lot he watched her long, dark curly hair swing back to and forth with every step. She had incredible hair, hell, everything about her was incredible. She was every man's fantasy, beautiful, smart, and funny. And he loved her for all that, it was that simple.

She turned around to wait for him at the door to the parking lot. "Hurry up slow poke!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming. This makeup case is heavy," he grumbled, smiling all the time.

"Oh, it is not," she said as she pushed the door open. He followed her out and they headed towards the large SUV that Paul had rented. Sean, Kip, and Brian were leaning against the side. Jera noted that she didn't see Joanie, so she must have already been in the truck.

"Where in the hell have you guys been? We're starving!" Sean yelled.

"Oh don't get your panties in a wad," Jera said taking a swing at him with her bag. He quickly ducked out of the way and did his best to glare at her but ended up laughing.

Paul walked around to the back of the truck and set Jera's bags inside. Jera walked up next and leaned in from of him to set her bags inside. Their bodies brushed against each other as she stepped back and Paul had to stifle the sudden urge to pull her into his arms and kiss her senseless. He watched her skip around the side of the truck, giving Sean a playful shove before diving into the backseat, laughing as Sean tried to grab her. He groaned inwardly, things were about to get very complicated between he and Jera, and for the first time in his life he had no idea how he was going to handle it.