Documentary by A.J. Sand Page B

partying a lot, but the fight seemed like an anomaly,” she said, and she meant it.
    “It was…” he assured her. He dropped his hand on hers and looked relieved. “It’s a hectic lifestyle, but nothing like that will happen on tour. We’re all a family. Everyone’s pretty cool. Fighting isn’t really my thing anymore.”
    Kai shut the laptop and set it on the chair arm before offering her a hand to help her up. They were about to go back downstairs and she secretly hated the idea. She wouldn’t have minded talking to him up there all night. The fighting didn’t bother her as much as before because it was actually dulling under the glow of his personality. She only thought he was being really vague about the reasons for beating Jeremy up, but he hadn’t made any excuses for it or shifted any blame. Dylan thou ght back to the incident in CSFC’s quad, where he hadn’t done anything at all, and suddenly felt obligated to apologize. She placed her hand on his elbow while they were still near the loveseat. “The thing at my school, the students aren’t normally like that… you don’t have bodyguards?”
    “Had them a while after the fight ‘cause I was getting threats here and there, but I hate having them. Most of the time, I can just walk around anywhere without being bothered by anybody, except paparazzi. People will stare if they recognize me, some take pictures and ask for them, but they usually leave me alone.”
    “Why were you really at my school anyway? Were you guys just filming extra scenes for the movie or something?” she asked.
    “Yeah, Lava likes to add that kind of extra content to their DVDs and website, but…” Kai leaned in. “…For you.” He said it like he was sharing something he had never told anyone else. “One of the guys called your cell but you didn’t answer. Figured if we generated enough attention, you’d end up out there, anyway.”
    “To offer me the job?”
    “Yes, but… for you.” Kai touched her shoulder, and when he pulled her a little closer, she tipped her head up. His mouth was so close. Recklessly close. He leaned down just slightly, as if to ask her to meet him the rest of the way. She had wanted to kiss him earlier, but now there was mild worry about mixing intimacy and her job. There was also the issue of adding her name to Kai White’s ‘list’ in a house full of people or ending up a blind item on someone’s vile blog.
    But Dylan smiled to herself and touched his face lightly . It was a kiss, and what was one kiss? At least they were hidden behind a wall. The tension from the night had built up too much to withstand, so she mashed her mouth to his. Kai fell back against the wall, rocking the art on it as her body tumbled onto his. He held her face between his hands, her hair netting his finger, and she gripped his solid waist over his shirt. The kisses were soft and steady, each just a little deeper than a graze, and teased at the sweet longing she felt all through her body. When she moaned softly, he responded with a gentle nibble to her bottom lip.
    “I’ve wanted to do that all night,” he whispered into her mouth before he slid his tongue between her parted lips. It moved in past her teeth, converging with hers.
    Pulling back, she said, “Me too.” She inched her hands up his chest, still on the outside of his shirt. It was strong, hard and broad. Kai’s lips pressed into her neck and his hands eased down the sides of her body, rounding the curve of her butt. It felt great to be touched like this, and it had been a long time since.
    “We should probably go downstairs.” He dropped his lips to her shoulder before they skated over her collarbone. When she gasped, he tightened his grip on her waist. The growing bulge in his jeans dug into her body, and he groaned every time she moved against it.
    “Yup, downstairs…” She trailed off as she raked his hair back. Kai stood upright, grinning. He slid out from under her, still clutching her