Disclaimer: Still don't own Four Brothers... wish I did.. maybe then I could pay for college...but definately dont...

Author's Note: I apologize for the wait, I'll admit that I've been sidetracked (attempting to start a "Black Donnellys" fic because I've become TOTALLY obsessed with that show)... other than that, all I have to say is that this chapter is pretty much the reason this fic is rated M... enjoy (and let me know what you think afterwards, definately love the reviews)

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Well it's a marvelous night for a moondance

With the stars up above in your eyes

A fantabulous night to make romance

'neath the color of October skies.

And all the leaves on the trees are falling

To the sound of the breezes that blow

And I'm trying to please to the calling

Of your heartstrings that play soft and low.

And all the nights magic, seems to whisper and hush,

And all the soft moonlight, seem to shine-In your blush

Can I just have one more moondance with you-my love?

Can I just make some more romance with you-my love?

Well I wanna make love to you tonight,

I can't wait till the morning has come

And I know now the time is just right,

and straight into my arms you will run.

And when you come my heart will be waiting,

to make sure that you're never alone

There and then all my dreams will come true dear,

There and then I will make you my own.

Can I just have one more moondance with you...my love?

From: Moondance – Van Morrison

Cal went up to the counter just like she usually did. She was starving. She handed over her three dollars and held her fruit and yogurt thingamabobber as she waited for her measly quarter in change. Suddenly someone came up behind her, leaning their arms on the counter on either side of her. She jumped, but smiled and asked "You want anything?"

"Not that you can buy off the menu," he whispered before kissing her neck. She felt herself blush, and hoped he didn't notice, but he laughed at her. "You're embarrassed about that? I don't remember any shyness yesterday."

"Yes, well I don't remember being around so many people yesterday."

"Good point." He stepped back to let her turn around.

The girl took a huge bite of her food, leaving the spoon in her mouth as she backed out into the lounge and motioned her friend to follow. Was friend the right word? Did he qualify as boyfriend now? That seemed to official sounding. Whatever… She'd done too much thinking already. Classes were like that sometimes.

Flopping down on a couch around the corner she put her feet up on the coffee table and took another bite of her yogurt. Jack had to pull his guitar case off his back before he could sit next to her. Not that he sat down like a normal person, of course not, he had to lay down with his legs hanging over the end of the couch, his head in Cal's lap. She laughed a tad bit nervously, and tried not to spit yogurt down on him. "You have absolutely no shame do you."

"Not usually."

She rolled her eyes before asking, "You want any of this?"

"No, I'm good," he wrinkled up his nose a little.

"Suit yourself," she said with her mouth full of the last of the yogurt. She pulled a slice of strawberry out with her fingers and added it in. Then she shook the plastic container a little and said "Put this on the table, will ya?"

He'd closed his eyes, attempting to relax, but looked up at her with a raised eyebrow. "What the fuck do I look like, your servant?"

She swallowed and smiled. "Well, I can't do much of anything fun with my hands full now can I?"

"Fair enough," he snatched the cup and slid it away before propping himself up to kiss her.

Just as her fingers started creeping up his hairline they both noticed someone clearing their throat nearby. Jack let his head fall as far back as it could go, attempting to see who was interrupting them.

"I'm sorry man, I didn't mean to interrupt anything but I… are you in that one band The…" he obviously couldn't remember the name of the band, but a cute little redhead popped up next to him and finished "The Spares right?"

A tad bit shocked, Jack looked confusedly up at Cal before sitting up to face these apparent fans. "Yeah," he finally acknowledged.

"We saw you guys a few months ago!" The redhead said excitedly. "You guys totally kicked way more ass than the guys you opened up for."

Jack laughed a little. "Thanks?"

"Do you, you know, mind giving us an autograph… just to prove to our friends who were there that we actually met you?"

He now glanced apologetically at Cal again before shrugging. "Sure." He signed the random piece of notebook paper they'd torn from one of their book bags and handed it back, feeling absolutely ridiculous. But that feeling passed when he noticed the guy keep glancing at Cal. The little girly beside him was starting to tug him away when he tried making 'polite conversation' again.

"This your girlfriend?"

Cal blushed and lowered her head but Jack didn't miss a beat in saying "Yeah."

"Hey, I am sorry about interrupting you guys," he pointed to his girlfriend, "She wanted me to… Ow." He'd gotten punched for putting the blame on her.

Jack just nodded and waited for them to leave. "That was fucking weird." She gave him a strange look, something bashful but happy. Ugh… she was being girly without meaning to be. "What, did you think I wasn't going to claim you with other people around?" She opened her mouth but couldn't speak so turned away. Rolling his eyes he leaned down and tried to look her in the face. "You weren't expecting me to say that were you?" He wasn't at all used to her being shy around him. It was kind of making him nervous. "Why?"

She suddenly couldn't control one of her evil joking smiles. "Because Jack, you practically admitted to being a man whore last year."

Damn her… "You're lucky I like you, or I might be upset that you just said that," he shook his finger at her.

"Yeah, you even like me enough to make me whopping 'girlfriend #3'!" She joked.

He cupped her cheek for a second and said "If it makes you feel any better, I already like you more than the other two combined."

"Yeah?"

He nodded before pulling her into a kiss. They made it to almost where they had been before the loser fans showed up…and her cell phone began ringing. It scared the hell out of him and he pulled back, but she kept him in the kiss a few seconds longer. But he fished around in her pocket to pull out the damn interruption and toss it on her leg. She held on to his neck as she looked down at the caller id.

"Damn it." She looked up at him apologetically but he was already turning to sit down. As she opened up her phone he was opening up his guitar case. "What do you want Dad?"

"You gonna be on time tonight?"

"Um, yeah I'm plannin' on it."

"I need you to be. We've got a big group coming in at 5:30 so we'll be busy all night."

"Yeah, I got it Dad. I'll do my best, talk to you in a few hours."

Jack was turned to sit in the same direction he'd first laid in. Cal turned to lean her back against his. Her head fell back on his shoulder. He was playing a song she knew and she hummed along a little. Her body jolted once as he laughed, but he switched songs and she didn't know the new one. After a few more tunes she suddenly started a conversation.

"Hey you remember when I asked you what inanimate object you'd be?"

"Yeah," he hesitated a little, "and I remember you wouldn't answer when I turned it on you."

"You wanna know what my answer was."

"Absolutely," he was so interested he set aside his instrument.

"It's really pathetic," she warned.

"And mine wasn't?"

"Mine's worse. It's… it's a really specific object."

"Are you ever gonna just tell me?"

"Your guitar…"

It took a few seconds to register, and he gave a short laugh. "You serious?"

"You want reasons?"

"Of course."

"Because it goes everywhere with you, it's always in your lap, and you are never afraid to touch it."

She couldn't tell what kind of expression he had and it was unnerving. She leaned back to try and get a look at his face but he suddenly stood up. She fell flat and he sat on the edge of the couch to lean over her. "You were jealous of my fucking guitar?"

She smiled, "Maybe a little."

He kissed her slowly and playfully. Her fingers wrapped into his shirt at the back of his shoulders. Pulling out of the kiss he looked down at her, suddenly a little serious. "If you had told me that, I don't think I'd have been able to leave."

"I'd have forced you to."

"Why?"

"Because you've wanted that longer then you've wanted me."

He shook his head as he smiled at her. "Yeah but what did you want?"

She shrugged as best she could. "It wasn't obvious?"

He gave her a quick kiss before saying "It was very obvious. And just so you know, I almost tried to make you come with us." She was quite surprised by this revelation, but that didn't stay on his mind very long. He kissed her again and let his hand start drifting up her shirt.

She laughed into his mouth and gripped his wrist to stop him. "Not here Jack."

Sighing he moved back a little. "Somehow I knew you were going to say that."

"You'll get over it."

"What would it take to convince you otherwise?"

She laughed, "God, don't you think about anything other than sex?"

"No," he stated bluntly, "Why do you think I had such a hard time just hanging out with you last year?"

"Yeah somehow I only had that problem half the time."

"Really? Then you were pretty obvious about it all of those times then huh?"

"Shut up," she smiled through embarrassment, "I was hanging out with a hot rocker guy, what did you expect?"

Jack was stunned for a second. "Did you just call me hot?"

"What, am I not allowed to do that?"

"No by all means, announce the truth. It's just… I don't know I guess you've just never actually said it before."

"Sorry," she shifted, a little uncomfortable, "But that's probably a good thing, considering what happened between us anyway."

"Good point," he smiled but let her up a little. She was up on her elbows when he leaned back in to kiss her. He couldn't stop doing that, and it was starting to drive him crazy. "I should get going, before I cause trouble."

"Wow, no faith in your self restraint huh?" She had her arms around his neck and he knew by the smile on her face she was doing it to torture him.

"I'm a Mercer, remember."

"Ah yes, family name to uphold."

"Exactly."

"So, about tomorrow…" Jack laughed as he pulled her off of his neck. "I don't have classes, and I do have to work…" He sighed as he started putting his guitar away so his new girlfriend moved up to sit on her knees and wrap her arms around his shoulders. "I think you should come hang out with me. Who knows, you might get lucky er something."

"You're the one with the car, why do I do all the traveling?"

"Because you can get out of the house easier," she explained, "and because we can get away with more at my place."

"Yeah, until your dad walks by."

"He won't. Trust me, I wouldn't have suggested it if I thought we'd get caught."

"This is a bad idea…"

"I'll see you tomorrow Jack." She stood and started gathering her stuff before he pulled her back down on his leg.

"Are you sure about this?"

She smiled and whispered "Positive," before giving him one more kiss. It was a long kiss. They played in each other's mouths not wanting to stop there. With a groan Cal finally pushed away.

Jack nodded, "Get out of here before I'm forced to take advantage of you."

"I probably wouldn't fight too hard." She stood back up, jumping a little as Jack pinched her ass and stood to follow her.

"That's why I suggested we leave."

"Right," she started walking, but as he followed she looked back and asked "You need a ride?"

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Her father had disappeared around 11 o'clock. At 1:30 she started to kick people out. By 2 am Cal was sitting on the edge of a pool table, Jack on a bar stool about 5 feet away. Somehow they managed to just stare ate each other. Jack was the first to move. He walked over to stand between his young girlfriend's legs.

"You gonna kiss me Jack?"

He cocked his head to the side and smirked. "I was thinking about it."

She pulled him in for one before tucking her thumbs inside the waistband of his jeans. Damn the girl, she knew just how to torture him.

"I vote we go upstairs," she whispered, tugging on his belt loops. But it didn't stop him from looking cautiously up at the ceiling. "He's asleep, I promise. He won't be conscious again until 7 or 8."

"I can't stay that long," Jack claimed. "I shouldn't stay any later than 4, otherwise Evelyn will find out I didn't come home and she'll make me feel bad…"

"Then let's make the most of our two hours, huh?"

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She'd grabbed his hands and led him up the well hidden (and locked) stairwell and into the apartment that served as her living quarters. She smiled at his stunned expression. "You can gawk later."

She had turned around, pulled his arms around her waist and started backing into the bedroom. He crashed a kiss down on her and reached for the button on her pants. She gasped a little at the touch and stopped walking in an attempt to focus more clearly. It didn't work. She began pulling at his shirt, hers was gone soon after. She didn't even realize her pants were undone until she was lifted onto the bed. But by then all logical thoughts had left her mind. She was desperately kissing him while at the same time pulling at the belt …and the button… and finally the zipper that stood in her way.

But before she could start stripping the denim off, he crawled back a little and suddenly yanked her pants to her knees. Everything after that was a blur… she remembered kisses being planted along her inner thighs… and eventually all the clothes were gone… but was that before or after the… it had to have been before he'd run his tongue ring the length of her abdomen, up to her neck where he nibbled away for a while… she remembered their fingers lacing together as he pressed her hands to the bed… and then the nipple thing, oh God the nipple thing… And his one hand had drifted down between her legs…

Her breathing got faster and faster… she wondered if she might hyperventilate. He simply kissed her for a while, so she had to calm down a little… but then she remembered him drifting down lower again… and she was moaning… a lot… but she'd barely heard it over her heart pounding in her ears… She wanted everything, but she didn't want it to end… ever…

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