"Hey there Springsteen." Ken grinned as he sat next to Ana in catering the next day. She grimaced at the nickname.

"Gonna stick with that huh?" She asked him. Already knowing the answer.

"Yep. I think it suits you." He stole one of her fries. "So I know this is going to sound totally lame but I am actually a really great cook and I was wondering if you would like to join me for some Italian cuisine tonight in my hotel room."

"You cook?" she was very surprised.

"Yea." He laughed nervously. "I went to a vocational high school and took culinary in an attempt to meet girls but I actually ended up really like it and I study cook books and try out recipes in my spare time."

"You know what this I have to see so yes I would love to have dinner with you tonight."

"Ok so let's say about 8."

"Ok I will see ya then. But I gotta go I was supposed to meet Mac like five minutes ago at the gym." She left the rest of her fries for him and took off.

--

"Mac is this a date? I dunno if it is ... I am so bad at these things." Ana rain a hand through her ebony colored locks.

"Sounds like a date to me girly." Mac smiled at her friend's nervousness. "Ken is a great guy so enjoy it."

"I don't date ... at all."

"Why the hell not?" Mac seemed disgusted by that fact. "I am afraid to ask but when was the last time you got some?"

"A year ago ..." Mac looked like she was about to swallow her own tongue in surprise.

"Girl you need to get laid and fast." Mac laughed. "Seriously."

"Why are you so interested in getting me laid?" Ana asked laughing as she stepped off the treadmill she happened to be on. She wiped her face with the towel she had wrapped around her neck.

"Have you looked in a mirror lately? You are a very attractive woman and it is a sin you aren't taking advantage of it."

"That is sweet of you to say but its hard dating people when your dad is some huge rock star. So I save myself the aggravation."

"I am sensing some deep rooted Daddy issues." Ana had a seat next to Mac on the floor. "Care to share with the class."

"It's nothing ... I love my dad end of story."

"Ok so you love your dad but you use him as a crutch so that you do not have to put your heart out there."

"Mac, you are being a real jerk right now." Ana began to get defensive.

"Defensiveness ... yep I am definitely on the right track." Mac placed her hands on her hips. "Listen girly there are people out there who don't care that you are Bruce Springsteen's daughter."

"That may be so but that will not stop them from wanting to date me for the money."

"Ken has money ... so next excuse."

"Well he's a fan of my dad. Remember the whole Lisa Marie Presley and Nicolas Cage fiasco. He married her because he idolized her father."

"I think you are reaching. Have fun tonight and I do not want to hear another word about it."

"Yea ... yea."

--

"Hey you made it." Ken grinned widely as he let her into his hotel room. "Sorry about the mess but you know how living out of a suite case is."

"It's fine." Ana gave him a smile. "Awesome ... your room has its own piano." She had a seat at the piano bench.

"You play?"

"I know my way around the ivory." She laughed. She began hitting the keys. At first it was nothing but noise but soon she was playing actual music. "And everyone that sees you.
Always wants to know you. And everyone that knows you always has a smile. You're a standing ovation. After years of waiting for a chance to finally shine. Everyone calls you amazing,
Yeahhhh. I just call you mine."

"What was that?" He looked at her like she had three heads.

"It ... it's nothing. Just forget about it."

"Like hell I will. Did you write that yourself?"

"It's nothing really. Something I do when I am bored."

"You compose music when you are bored?" He asked still very flabbergasted.

"You have your cooking. Why is it so hard to believe that I used music as a way to kill time?"

"It isn't but ... that was amazing."

"When me and my siblings were little my dad would put a different instrument in our hands and go test it out and see if you like it. I took to the guitar and piano." She explained.

"So you are a guitar playing Diva who write music in her spare time and spends way too much time with Mac?" He asked.

"Pretty much."

"Anything else I should know about you?" He asked.

"Yes ... I'm starving." She laughed.

"Well let's dig in." He led her to a table he had decked out.

Ana had to give Ken props. He was an extremely talented chef. He could whip up things that she could not pronounce with ease. After dinner they rented a movie on pay per view.

"Would have been better if Johnny Depp was in it." Ana commented once the movie was finished.

"That so huh?" Ken raised a brow.

"Everything is better with Johnny Depp." She cracked a smile.

"I will have to remember that." He laughed. Then he went in for a kiss. She wanted to kiss him so badly but something inside of her got scared. She pushed him away.

"I ... I can't do this. I gotta go." She rushed out of the hotel room as fast as she could.

"Did I do something wrong?" Ken was left to ask himself.