***Flashback***
Mark and Megan; 1 year earlier
The sounds of music and excitement could be heard throughout the house. Tonya
was out with Brad, preparing herself for saying, "yes" to his proposal.
Kristina was in New York working for MTV and trying to keep Carlson Daly off
of her. The house was totally empty as Mark and Megan rekindled their love
for each other. It had been 6 months since they had actually been together.
The quick visits were never long enough to enjoy the pure pleasure of sex.
They were alone, Megan was able to express herself loudly and Mark once again
showed her why the hell she loved him so much. The evening actually started
in the living room, beside the fire. Megan had prepared a picnic in front of
the fire; they sipped wine, and fed strawberries to each other as Mark laid
her down to touch the body that he had longed for.

"I love you so much, M." Mark whispered in her ear. "No, I love you Megan
Lindley. God, I love your name." Mark stroked her face, lingering on her lips
as Megan softly sucked on his finger. "You know exactly how to make me happy
in the smallest things and make them so special."

"You talk to much." Megan said seductively. She pulled him down on him, their
hands roaming on each other's bodies. The touch went through their souls,
bringing them closer to each other. Mark and Megan had a connection, and
connection that they couldn't explain. From the first time that Mark met
Megan, he knew that she was the one for him. It was her smile, the moment he
saw her smile, she was forever etched on his soul. They endured time apart,
constant rumors and loneliness but their love remained strong.

The love making ventured into the kitchen, as Megan was getting them
something to drink. Mark followed her in the room, gently picked her up,
placed her on the counter and the action began again. Their lovemaking was
sweet, intense but always playful. It was amazing how all they knew in sex
was each other, even in the first time they made love, there was never an
awkward moment. Like it was said, they had a connection. �The two finally
found their way to the bedroom, never missing a beat collapsing on the bed
continuing where they left off in the kitchen.

Mark rolled off Megan, staring at the ceiling. He had a permanent smile on
his face as Megan sweetly traced his chest with her fingers. He lay in the
moment, wishing it could never end. Touring was beginning to get to Mark, the
reporters, the interviews and the fans. In his life it was singing, family
and Megan. Not in any order. He wanted to be with Megan, to have her next to
him every day, to wake up to her every morning. The time apart was getting
harder for him. He was soulless without her.

"One more time, M and I'm am going to find out what it is like to wake up
inside of you." Mark said smiling at her.

"Well, then we need to take a break." She said jumping up from the bed. She
put on her "Five" t-shirt that Bryan gave her as a joke and walked into the
bathroom. She tried fixing her hair and face the best she could, hours of
making love can put havoc on your appearance. She searched the counter for
her lip balm; hours of kissing Mark made her lips dry. She opened up Mark's
overnight bag, looking for his lip balm. She found a note tucked away in the
deepest pocket, a smile crossed her lips thinking that Mark kept her letters
in the secrets of his bag. She opened the note and began reading. Her heart
began racing...her hands shaking...her face red from anger.

"You fucking Asshole!" Megan yelled standing before Mark. "How could you!"
Mark jumped up from the bed looking at her in disbelief until he saw what she
was holding. "Who is Erin? And what kind of name is Astric, your pet name for
her? No, don't tell me. Get the fuck out of my house.!" She yelled throwing
his clothes at him. She walked out of the bedroom.

"Megan!" Mark said quickly putting his pants on. "Megan, I can explain." Mark
ran down the hallway.

"I don't want to hear it!" Megan threw a pillow at him from the couch. "I
never thought you would ever do this to me!" Megan was a fiery redheaded
Irish/Italian woman. In other words, don't piss her off! Her brown eyes were
now red, her face the same color and her fists were clinched tightly. Mark
didn't know what to say, he didn't know what to do.

"Megan!" Tonya yelled running into the house, Brad quick behind her. "I'm
engaged!" Tonya yelled grabbing Megan in an embrace. Megan stared at Mark as
she hugged Tonya. Megan was a very private person. She would tell Tonya and
Kristina everything but this was the one thing that she kept from them. It
was the happiest day in Tonya's life and even though Megan's heart was
breaking as she looked at Mark, she would never ruin the moment for Tonya.


***Flashback***
Nicky and Caz; 6 months earlier
"Please tell me that you enjoyed it." Nicky asked as Caz lay in his arms. He
wiped the sweat off her brow; she leaned up looking at Nicky.

"Nicky Byrne, you are wonderful." Caz said kissing him. Nicky smiled in the
pleasure.

"So no regrets about having sex with me?" Nicky asked brushing back her brown
hair. Caz was like no other woman. She loved Nicky for him; she took in the
simple things and even went with him to the footie matches that he so loved.
She even became a bigger fan then him.

Caz and Nicky met backstage at a Westlife concert three months earlier. It
was the first time in months Caz has been out since her breakup with Ritchie.
She was devastated and lost but her friend Catherine dragged her out to the
concert. Caz vowed that she would never date a popstar again. The girls and
fans were too much for Caz and the constant articles in the papers with
Ritchie took a toll on the relationship. The more Five got successful, the
harder it was to be Ritchie's girlfriend. But as soon as Nicky and Caz eyes
met, Caz couldn't help herself. Maybe it was Nicky's smile, his voice or the
fact that Nicky doted on her but Caz fell hard and fast.

"I couldn't think of anyone else I would want to give my virginity to. It was
so wonderful that we could be each other's first." Caz said placing her head
on his chest.

"I know." Nicky said biting his lip. Why did he tell her he was a virgin? His
first lie. His heart sank when she said the words.

"I love you, Nicky." Caz whispered, closing her eyes.

"I love you, Caz." Nicky pulled her in tighter. �"Caz, I need to tell you
something. " Nicky spoke as Caz laid still. "Honey." Nicky said bushing back
her hair. Caz laid peacefully, a smile on her lips, dreaming of life with
Nicky.

Nicky closed his eyes, embracing the only woman he loved. He had to tell her
but how? He gained her trust to only break it. He never let Caz go that
night, watching her sleep, feeling her breath on his chest. He held onto the
moment as long as he could.

***Flashback***
Lance and Ann: Five months earlier
Ann stood up from Lance, her heart breaking in his words. She closed her
eyes, her stomach tightened. Her mind raced with thoughts, her hands shaking.

"Ann, talk to me, please." Lance stood up, taking her hand.

"Don't touch me." Ann said calmly, she backed away from Lance. "I can't look
at you anymore."

"Ann, I told you so we could get beyond this." Lance moved closer to her.

"Get beyond this? Get beyond..." Ann stopped her words, looking at him. Any
feelings she had for him was quickly fading. "You had sex with another woman.
You ...had...sex...with...another...woman!" Ann yelled. She moved at him, her
hand high in the air as she ran it pass Lance's face, hard. "How can I get
beyond that?"

"I know I deserved that." Lance said holding his face with his hand.

"You deserve so much more, you albino asshole!" Ann pushed him back. "I saved
myself for you. I was waiting until tonight to give you something precious to
me. And you can stand there, looking straight at me and say..." Ann put her
head in her hands, the tears came hard. Lance wanted to reach out to her,
hold her and try to take away the pain that he was causing. Ann was the first
woman he loved. Just the thought of not being able to see her, tore his heart
in pieces. A one night of sex was not worth seeing the anger and hatred in
Ann's face. Lance didn't want to tell her but Tonya insisted. After getting
the wrath from Tonya, Lance just wanted to forget the whole incident. It
meant nothing to him, another reason why Tonya slapped the hell out of him.

"I was drunk, Ann." Lance said in his defense.

"And that makes it better?" Ann said finally looking at him.

"The girl meant nothing to me." Lance pleaded.

"Then I feel sorry for the girl." Ann could take no more. She pulled her arm
back and brought it above her head. But she stopped. She looked at him with
different eyes. She saw him in a different light. Not only was the trust gone
but also was the love.

"Ann, I leave tomorrow for our tour. We can use that time apart to work this
out. As I said, to get beyond this." Lance took her hand, Ann not refusing.
"I do love you. You have to believe me." Lance dropped her hand and walked
past her. Ann didn't say a word, she was speechless.

"I know you Ann. I know you love me and I know that you will find it in your
heart to forgive me." Lance opened the door and stepped out into the night
air. "I do love you." Lance shut the door, the slam going through Ann's soul.

Ann stood frozen; her whole body was about to break. She was sick to her
stomach, her eyes filled with tears.
"You don't know me, Lance. I was going to give you something special but
instead you took everything away from me." Ann sat down on the couch buried
her head in the pillow and cried, cried until no more tears would come.


***Flashback***
Mark Barry and Kristina; Four months earlier
Kristina lay on the lounger, taking in the sun of Mexico. She needed a break
from work and life. Her internship with MTV was almost over; her relationship
with Devin was coming to an end. She knew that going home to Orlando meant
that she would have to deal with Devin's affairs and finding a job. She had
hoped that MTV would have hired her but her refusal to sleep with Carson Daly
ended that. Kristina closed her eyes, wishing she could find the happiness
that Megan and Tonya had in their men. She was envy in Tonya planning her
wedding. God, it was going to be so awkward to see Devin at the wedding but
Brad had to include his band mates.

"Excuse me?" Said a deep British accent man. Kristina opened her eyes to find
the most gorgeous man smiling at her. "You may want to apply some lotion to
your skin." He said smiling.

"Um...thanks." Kristina sat up grabbing the bottle of lotion.

"I would help you but..." He stopped looking at her. "Kristina? From MTV?"

"Yes. I interviewed you guys..."

"I remember. Mark Barry." He said reaching his hand out to her.

"I know. I just said I interviewed you guys when "Back Here" came out."
Kristina smiled, Mark getting lost in the smile. The two spent the afternoon
together, finding themselves at dinner talking about everything and then to
the clubs.

One Margarita led to another, one song led to another as Kristina and Mark
enjoyed the night.
"Oh my God! I love this song!" Kristina yelled jumping up and running to the
dance floor. The "Thong Song" blasted as the girls in the club got carried
away, pulling off their underwear and throwing it around the room. Maybe it
was the Margarita's or the thrill of finally letting go but Kristina found
herself joining the girls. Mark watched in awe and excitement, he loved the
unbriddleness of Kristina.

The two found themselves back at Kristina's room, Mark being the gentleman,
simply tended to Kristina as she laid passed out on the bed. It was the start
of Mark and Kristina. To wake up clothed, Mark asleep on the chair and her
underwear placed next to her was the moment that she fell for the British
star of BBMak. Mark proved himself, proved his intentions and won Kristina's
heart. She found the happiness that she longed for, if it only lasted.

***Flashback***
Dan and Erica; Three months earlier
Erica lie down on her bed in the hotel and spread her hair out on the pillow.
It was had been a long and trying day at the studio, the guys were excited
about recording their first CD but even more excited about seeing the sights
of Berlin. The news of Tonya leaving Trans Con for three months came to a
shock to Erica but the meaning behind her leaving was even more surprising.
The workload was dumped on Erica as she head up the trip to Germany. Sure,
she was stressed but she had Dan there and she was a strong person...or so
she thought. She closed her eyes, missing Bryan and waiting for his call. She
was almost in dreamland when she heard a soft knock on the door.

"Sorry to disturb you." Dan said smiling.

"I thought you guys were going sight-seeing?" Erica asked moving aside to let
him enter.

"They went but I didn't want to go." Dan stood facing Erica. She was wearing
a pair of red boy cut shorts and a matching cotton camisole the same color as
her toe nail polish. She had thrown a short little white, lightweight terry
cloth robe over her pj's and had left her slippers by the bed Erica preferred
to be barefoot. �Dan shifted in his stance, his eyes fixed on the beauty.

"Would you like something to drink?" Erica asked walking over to the wet bar.
Dan's eyes never left Erica's body. Usually Dan was able to contain himself,
he knew how it upset Erica to not be admired for her brain. But in the light
of the room, Dan could not help himself. The fabric hugged every curve of her
body and Dan loved the fact that she had curves. He moved his eyes from her
shoulders, down her back, past her butt. He admired her long legs, even the
small bruise on her calf from when Trevor hit her with his suitcase. Dan
loved her body but her mind is what made her irresistible.

The two sat down on the couch, talking just like they had done the whole
week. Time with Dan took the loneliness away for Erica but it also gave her
thoughts about the status of her relationship with Bryan.

"Erica, I need to tell you something." Dan finally said, getting the nerve.

"What?" Erica took a sip of her wine, brought her legs underneath her and
looked at Dan.

"You are so beautiful." Dan said. "I hope that wasn't too much?"

"No, um...thank you." Erica said. Dan smiled at her, the smile going through
Erica.

"I have really enjoyed this week with you." Dan continued, never losing eye
contact.

"Same here. It's been hell for me with Tonya gone but you have made it
bearable for me." Erica gently put her hand on his leg.

"I'm afraid to go back." Dan took her hand and held it.

"Why?" Erica asked.

"Because I don't want to lose this." Dan squeezed his hand. "Erica, I can't
hold it in any longer but you have to promise that whatever I said tonight
won't affect our friendship or our working relationship."

Erica nodded. Dan lowered his eyes for a moment and slowly raised them to
meet her deep green eyes. "Erica, I have developed very deep feelings for you
in the time that we have spent together. You are like no other woman." Erica
began to pull her hand away. "But I know that you have a boyfriend."

"Dan, I can't..."

"I know and respect that. But I have to say that he is the luckiest guy in
the world. He gets to hold you, kiss you and say the words that I can only
wish and hope to tell you. And what makes him especially lucky is that you
love him. I will never know what it is like to be loved by someone like you."

"Yes you will." She paused and bit her lip. "Dan, why are you telling me
this?" She added still holding his hand.

"Because maybe..."

Erica took her hand away from Dan's. She stood up and walked towards the TV.
She stood with her back to him, speechless. What was she supposed to say to
that? She closed her eyes, trying to find the words when she heard the door
slam. Erica opened her eyes to find Dan gone. Her heart skipped a beat; the
words still would not come. She couldn't find the words to tell Dan how she
felt. She didn't know how to tell Dan that she loved him, loved him so much
that she couldn't be with him. Perhaps she was not as strong as she thought.


***Flashback***
J and Kimber; two and half months earlier
Kimber finished her last drink with Tonya. They met for a brief meeting while
Kimber was in London. Actually, she was told by Lou to check up on Tonya and
see how her mental state was. Kimber was also able to catch Tonya up on the
wedding plans. Kevin wanted to move the wedding up to next month because of
scheduling conflicts so they decided to have a small wedding, just the
family.
They said their good-byes and Kimber walked to the elevator of her hotel. She
wasn't tired and didn't want the loneliness of the room. She buttoned up her
coat and walked through the circular door. The air went right through her,
her Florida bones chilled. She found a small Pub, made herself comfortable at
a table and began ordering drinks. A very tough looking gorgeous man with a
piercing through his eyebrow made eye contact with Kimber. She smiled and the
alcohol in her system made her wink. The wink gave him approval to join her
as he glided over to her.

"Hello." The British accent man said, his blue eyes shining through his
smile. Even in his rough exterior, he was still a gentleman. "May I sit
down?"

"Sure, I was starting to get lonely." Kimber said twisting her hair. She
smiled back, not believing what she was doing. Her huge engagement ring
sparkled in the light as the man spied it.

"Is your husband going to be joining us?" He asked, looking at her intensely.

"He is in the states." Kimber said shyly. "But we aren't married."

"I see." He signaled the bartender, pointed to the empty glasses and moved
closer to Kimber. No names were exchanged but they each got lost in the
conversation. The man said everything that Kimber needed to hear and gave her
the attention that she starved. Kevin had been so busy with his career that
at times, Kimber felt left out.

Against her better judgment, she found herself at his place. He was charming,
good looking and as the night went on, he filled the gaps. Kimber was the
first to kiss him, her lips burned on his. He moved his hand on her body,
Kimber easing in the touch. She pulled off his shirt, kissing his chest. Her
mind was free of anything holding her back, her hands going places she
desired. He ran his hands up her arms to her chest, unbuttoning her blouse as
they kissed. He quickly unfastened her bra, enjoying her sweet skin. She
moved into him, pushing him hard down on the bed. She straddled him, pulling
his pants off. Kimber took total control of the situation for the first time.
She moved fast and hard, trying to forget any hurt or pain she had with
Kevin. They rolled in their nakedness as the night gave into passion, Kimber
released everything emotion she had.

The sun shown through the curtains, Kimber got out of the bed, the man
sleeping next to her. She got dressed, grabbed her jacket and purse and made
her way to the door. She wasn't ashamed of her actions. Sure it was an
one-night stand but for the first time, she felt alive. She stopped at his
kitchen table, spying the picture. Kimber recognized it as a promo picture
for a concert. She walked over to the table, picked it up and read it. Her
heart jumped out her chest, her hands shaking in the sight.

"Shit." Kimber quietly said. "Anyone but him." She threw the picture on the
table and left the apartment, left the apartment of J Brown...J Brown of Five.

Chapter 6

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