We all sat at the table, Butch watching me with an observant eye. I had many questions for him, not I know that now is not the time. Boomer placed the bread sticks on the table, next to the salad and sat down. There was an awkward silence through the table. Boomer was the first to speak. "Brick, Butch how was your day?" They looked at each other before Brick answered.

"Not to be rude or anything, but why are you here? Not saying you're not fun and good company but this is our home..." Boomer was about to respond for me, but I held my hand up to silence him.

"Boomer said I would stay here while my home is being fumigated. Will that be a problem?" I raised an eyebrow towards Brick, waiting for a response.

"Nice way to have a family discussion, Boom." He looked in my direction. "How long will you be staying?"

"A few weeks, if that's okay."

"Yeah actually. Mojo is out of a trip for 2 months, so I guess you can stay." Brick mumbled that last part, but I heard it.

"Well I'm sorry, I didn't know you guy wanted to turn this place into a bachelor pad. You know the ones with half-naked women every where, tones of booze and you three wearing robes." I laughed ay my joke.

"Butch call our plans, she's onto us!" They laughed. "I'm not the type of guy."

"All guys are the same..."

"No, we're different. You will see, living here for the next few weeks."

"Where will I be staying?" the guys all looked at each other yet no one responded. I repeated the question. Eventually Brick answered.

"There's actually no guest room, but we have an extra bed, it's portable and stuff so you can put in wherever you feel comfortable." I was about to accept when butch interrupted me.

"You can have my bed and I'll use the extra bed."

"I don't want to put you out of your own room"

"Who said I was leaving?" He smirked.

"I doubt Princess would like that" Brick and Boomer could barely contain their laughter at my joke. Butch smirked at me and drew his attention back to his plate.

Dinner went exactly how I needed it to. Just because I was in, doesn't mean I can let my guard down. This was a mission and I needed to stay focus. I brought some bags upstairs in Butch's room and was going through them, looking for pajamas. Butch was in the shower. I sat on his king sized bed and rubbed my hands over the sheets.

"The sheets are satin." Butch was coming out of the bathroom, rubbing a towel through his hair. He had another towel wrapped around his waist but that didn't stop me from gnawing at his body. His muscles were deep and defined, water glistening down his 6-pack, muscular broad shoulders and he wore this cocky grin. " I know I'm hot right?" He grin turned into a smirk and I turned my head away, trying to hide me blushing.

"I guess, but I don't see it" He laughed at he walked over to his closet. "Going somewhere tonight?"

"Yeah, there's this place called 'Rogue' I was gonna check out tonight."

"Oh yeah the grad opening is today! My friend's brother actually owns the club."

"Cool. So you wanna come? I mean if I don't score tonight, I don't want to leave empty-handed."

"I can be your wing-woman!"

"Great idea, but I don't need a wing-woman I need a back-up plan" He sounded like he was changing.

"I don't like to be someone's second resort!"

"Then be my first" He gave me a genuine smile.

"Is this a date?"

"Well you do owe me one" He saw me wrestling through dresses and came through to help me. "Wear this one" I looked down at the dress then back up to Butch.

"Give me 10 minutes"

I was walking beside Butch. The sound of my spiked black suede heelless shoes, is the only noise you hear as we walk behind an illuminated building. Ever since we left the house, Butch hasn't said two words to me. I don't know if he was dumbfounded or he literally had nothing to say. I straightened my mesh panel bodycon dress as we skipped the line and approached the bouncers."How are we gonna get in? We are underage."

"Follow my lead" We waited for the couple of infront of us to go in, finally we stepped in front of he bouncer. "How's it going, Derick?" Butch and the bouncer, Derick, did the bro-hug thing.

"I'm doing good, you know Shelly's got one in the oven." He looked over at me. "This your girl?"

"No, not yet at least. But with that dress on, were gonna have to make things happen" He smirked at me after winking. I punched his arm.

"Too bad, I was gonna invite her to the baby shower. Anyways, you two go inside and have a couple of shots on me" Derick removed the rope and I went in first with Butch following me behind. As I went in, there were people left and right. Dare I say I was lost, suddenly I felt an arm wrap around my waist.

"Calm down it's just me. Follow my lead"His husky voice was direct in my ear sending shivers down my spine. I released my grip on his hand and let him lead me away. We went up some stairs into the V.I.P section. He helped me sit down then sat next to me.

"Is this how you go out every night or am I special?"

"I'm always in the VIP, but in this case, you're special."

"I don't know how to take that" We sat in silence, so I made up a lie to get away. "I'm gonna stop to the bar. I have a friend that's working behind the corner". Before he could reply I got up and walked off. The push and pull of the crowd was intense but I managed to get to the bar. The bartender was a cutie. A body full of tattoos and some piercings, just my type of guy but not tonight.

"Can I get you something, gorgeous?"

"Shot of tequila will do just fine, thank you" He nodded then quickly put the glass down and poured it up. I watched the liquid before me. I took it to the head without a second thought. I looked over to the other side of the bar to see this guy staring at me. Did I really look that hot? I've never had this much attention. He winked at me, even though I got a bad vibe from him I winked back. I guess he thought that was his invitation over. He made his way to the seat next to mine.

"it's Chester" He held his hand out and I placed my in it. He kissed it.

"BC'

"That stands for?"

"Before you ever had a Chance." He smirked. That really didn't settle well with me. "Well, it was nice to meet you Chester the Molester but I have somewhere else to be. Well not really, I just don't want to be here with you" I flashed him a smile with slowly getting out of my chair. I turned towards the crowd but he grabbed my wrist before I could move.

"Give me a chance" I instinctively snatched my hand away.

"Touch me without permission again and I'll give you a chance to visit the morgue." He grabbed my hand again and pulled me closer.

"Feisty. I like it" He was now whispering in my ear, sending aggravated shivers down my spine. Before I could attack I heard him yelp in pain. I looked closely to see Butch twisting his free arm.

"She doesn't like you, let her go and I'll let you keep some of the bones in your arm." Chester let go without a second thought but the look in his eye told me he wasn't finished yet. I grabbed Butch's hand and quickly led him back to th VIP section. "So tell me what that your 'friend'?"

"Not funny. I got a weird vibe from that guy" I kept looking out, making sure he was nowhere in sight.

"We're in a club, there are sicko's everywhere" I snapped back too look at Butch. I mean, REALLY look at Butch. He was wearing a black muscle shirt, with military cargos. His hair looked like he gave some effort to it. Even if it wasn't much, he did something. A smile crept on my face as the thought.

"Thanks for that back there. I could have handled myself but it was nice to have some back-up." I gave him a genuine smile.

"That was nothing. He deserved that. If a girl feels uncomfortable and she tells you, then don't make things worst. Honestly that's one of my pet peeves. Disrespecting a woman. A well opinionated woman too."

"You think I'm well opinionated?"

"I think you're a lot of things." I moved closer to him as the music got louder.

"Like what?" he noticed how close we were. My whole side was pressed up against him, not that I mind... I think this is the tequila taking over...