"The Dawn is Breaking

A Light shining through

You're barely waking

And I'm tangled up in you

Yeah."

Matthew sang as I looked over at Mason while trying to ignore, at best, the feelings that swept over me at those lyrics. That one song had made me an immediate fan of that Day guy. The other girls shifted uncomfortably as Mason shrugged. I guess it was on to question number three.

"Brush or comb?" Mason asked as I rolled my eyes. When was Mason going to get really personal and why did I want him to? Maybe I was as curious as Tommy was about how much I really knew the 'real' Quincy. This was sort of a strange way for me to discover that as well--a screwed up need to say 'hey, I really know this guy.'

"Brush." Izzie answered quickly as Heather shook her head. Okay, so the two bimbo sisters were actually disagreeing.

"Comb actually. I know because I couldn't find my brush one morning and I was hoping he would have one." Heather replied as Alexia immediately sided with Heather. I just groaned as I looked over at Mason and answered 'comb.' Tom nodded, and we all tallied up scores again. I was at three, Heather and Lexi were at two, and Izzie was at one. Come on, Mason, you could do better than that. Mason looked up at me as he grinned, and I shivered.

"Name a weird fact about Tommy that no one else would know." Mason stated suddenly as all of the girls stared over at him in shock. What? Were they expecting this whole Q&A to be nothing more than what his favorite colors and beverages were? Sheesh! I sat back in my seat as the girls grew silent. My eyes automatically searched out Tom's as Matthew's voice broke through the strange tension once more.

"I'm open, you're closed

Where I follow, you'll go

I worry I won't see your face

Light up again."

Those words struck me like a sudden bullet wound as a small excited yelp arose from one of the girls—drawing me out of my thoughts as she looked at all of us narrowly.

"He locks his Viper keys up in a lock box at night." Izzie stated with a small laugh as I tried not to chuckle—really I did. Okay, so that was a strange fact about Tom--I'd give her that much--but not one we didn't all already know. Anyone who had ever worked with him knew that. And lately I was beginning to wonder why he cared about that car so much. I had a feeling it had to do with something personal. Besides, I wonder what the girls would think if they knew where his keys were right now. Oh, how I suddenly missed that cliff.

"That's no secret." Tommy's grandmother said suddenly from further down the table and Mason snickered. Okay, so we had an audience. Tom just closed his eyes as if bored with the answer. Izzie growled as Heather shrugged.

"He smokes." Heather answered uncertainly as we all blanched. She was really reaching for an answer wasn't she. I mean, who didn't know that? Alexia rolled her eyes as she looked around the group.

"His leather jacket once belonged to a James Dean collection. It's vintage." Lexi remarked as I quirked a brow. Hmmmm…I didn't know that, but obviously the rest of his family did because his mother coughed suddenly.

"I hate to tell you that that's not a secret either. It was a present from me." Catalina replied as I suddenly flinched. Damn, I guess it was my turn, but I wasn't sure I cared to answer. Tom's eyes were still closed although I could tell he was listening.

"He goes into the studio at night sometimes around two or three o'clock in the morning to record his own album—a list of songs he's been working on when he's alone. It's actually quite beautiful." I answered simply as Tommy's eyes sprung open. His family was staring in interest now. Everyone had thought that he had given up on his own music. I knew better.

"Are you going to disagree with me?" I asked him in a low tone as Tommy shook his head.

"How'd you know?" He asked quietly as I shrugged before turning back to Mason.

"Time for question number five right?" I asked as Mason nodded. I could still feel Tommy's eyes on my face.

"Even the best fall down sometimes

Even the wrong words seem to rhyme

Out of the doubt that fills my mind

I somehow find

You and I collide."