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mother made sure she never had a relationship with him, so she didn't know what to expect. She felt better staying with the devil she knew than the devil she didn't. Not that her father was bad, she just didn't know.
    She picked up the phone and called room service.
    "Hi, how long would it take to get food delivered to my room?"
    "We're a bit short handed right now so at least an hour. The restaurant is still open though."
    "Ok, thanks."
    Grabbing her room key, wallet and cell phone, she thought about texting Lucky back but didn't see the point in it. She was glad she was getting out. Lucky deserved it after working so hard. She couldn't help feeling neglected though, she was raised that way.
    Dressed in skinny jeans, a pair of Uggs, and an oversized dark purple tee shirt, she slipped into the elevator and hit the lobby button. As the elevator doors closed she saw Dylan, his light brown hair covering his face as he ran towards the elevator.  
    "Hold the elevator!"
    She hit the open doors button. As the doors retracted, Dylan entered the elevator and leaned against the back wall as he caught his breath. Side glancing at him, Jordan reminded herself not to drool, he was that hot. He swept his shoulder length hair back from his face, revealing the light scruff of a goatee and blue tinted sunglasses.
    She appreciated the unique appearance of his black jeans, maroon striped button shirt, black vest, and the blue scarf casually draped around his neck. On anyone else the combination would have looked ridiculous, but on Dylan it made him look even more like a rock star.
    "You getting something to eat?"  
    Startled by the question, Jordan didn't reply right away. She took a moment to secretly pinch herself to make sure she really was awake.
    "Umm yes, I am. What about you?"
    "Yup. Damned room service takes too long." He smiled at her. "Want to join me?"
    Little did she know, but Dylan asked room service to suggest she go down to the restaurant and then call him. Being on the road for as long as he had, Dylan learned that even minor stardom had its privileges and he enjoyed using those privileges to impress those he wanted to know better.
    Exiting the elevator, he put his hand on the back of her   neck and walked close beside her. She felt the heat of his hand on her bare skin travel through her body and it gave her tiny chills up and down her spine.
    The restaurant was a mixture of wood molding and tall windows which reflected back the glamour of the large room. With only two tables taken the maitre d could have seated them anywhere, but chose to place them in a secluded corner.
    As they walked to their table they passed a long, glossy wooden bar with mirrors behind the bottles. Paul, the band's drummer, sat at the end of the bar drinking with his head hung low and a cigarette burning between his fingers despite the hotel being non-smoking.
    Jordan sat back and gave Dylan a suspicious look. She eyed the wait staff who looked ready to pounce at any request, then noticed the maitre d' slip what looked like cash into his pocket.
    "What the hell is going on here?"
    "I don't know what you're talking about."
    "Don't give me that. Just because I'm blonde doesn't mean I'm dumb. I wasn't sheltered like Lucky. Now what is all this?"
    Dylan laughed. "I've had my eye on you since LA. I like you and wanted to get to know you better."
    "Yeah I've heard about you bass players," Jordan said playfully. "Everyone always says to watch out for the lead guitarist, but its really the bass player who needs to be watched."
    "Ha. You caught me." He smiled and waved over a waiter. "What would you like to drink?"
    "I'll have a Coke."
    "And...?"
    "And? How many drinks should I have?"
    "No, a Coke and...?"
    "Ice?"
    He laughed as he shook his head. "Amazing. I'll have the same. Guess there goes that plan."
    "What plan?"
    "To get you drunk and have my way with you." He winked.
    "Well who said you had to get me drunk?"
    They spent the evening talking about