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dinner. It wasn’t the first time they’d been in this house, I was sure, so that meant they had previous times to compare it to in their minds. Kace had said at one point all of their parents and my biological mother had been close friends. This put added pressure on me to get the house in order. Besides, I was sure my grandmother had always kept it clean.
    Hooking up my iPod docking station from my bedroom in the living room where we could hear it, I scrolled through my playlists until I found one that I didn’t think Kace would mind. It had a bit of everything mixed all together, but for the majority it was rock. “The Good Life” by Three Days Grace was the first song to play, and I couldn’t help but grin as the words filled the air. Wasn’t that what everyone was offering me if I chose to stay here and become initiated? A little piece of the good life?
    “So you’re a rocker chick, huh?” Kace asked. One eyebrow raised as amusement twisted the corners of his lips.
    “Somewhat. Why?” I held his stare and smiled. “Does that surprise you?”
    He shrugged. “A little.”
    “What type of music did you think I listened to?”
    “I don’t know…like pop music or something of equal girliness.”
    I snorted and went back to dusting the coffee table with an old rag I’d found. “Pop music or something of equal girliness? Like what?”
    “Lady Gaga, Rihanna, Adele, Taylor Swift…take your pick.”
    I flashed him a bemused smile. “Okay, I’m pretty sure you should not be lumping all of those artists together like that, first off. Second, I’m fine with all of them…except for Lady Gaga. I’ve never really been a fan.”
    He chuckled and nodded his head. “Another thing we agree on.”
    I moved to the TV stand and sprayed a light layer of Pledge. “Okay, let me get this straight. You like Rihanna, Adele, and Taylor Swift? I find that hard to believe.”
    He squished the pillow cushions back into place on the couch. “A beautifully exotic-looking woman, another with the most haunting singing voice imaginable, and another with some catchy lyrics and mad writing skills…hell yeah, I do.”
    “And Lady Gaga? What about her?” I flashed him a crooked grin, curious of his answer.
    “Any woman who dresses the way she does is seriously craving attention of some kind. She’s just not my style.” He moved to where I stood at the TV stand and crouched down beside me to organize the movies I’d left splayed about.
    “I’ve never thought about it that way before. You’re good,” I said, my smile growing wider.
    We continued to clean for another twenty minutes or so before I decided everything was as good as it was going to get. Then, I headed upstairs to take a shower and begin getting ready for dinner tonight. I was picking out my clothes when a thought came to me as swiftly as a punch to the gut—it wasn’t a dinner if there was no food! I raced to the top of the stairs.
    “Do I need to go to the grocery store?” I yelled down to Kace.
    He stepped into the foyer from the kitchen, drying his hands off with a dish towel. “I don’t know, do you?”
    “Well, am I supposed to be cooking or anything for tonight?”
    He ran a hand through his hair. “Umm, why would you be?”
    “Because…” I dragged the word out. “Everyone is coming over for dinner tonight. It’s sort of hard to have dinner if there’s no food to eat.”
    Realization warmed the icy blue of his eyes. “Oh. Don’t worry about that. I’m sure Adam’s parents will be bringing something for us all.”
    “Okay. I guess I’m going to hop in the shower then,” I said.
    “Care for some company?” Kace asked.
    Even through the length between us I could still see the devilish gleam enter his eyes.
    I placed a hand on my hip. “I’d love some.”
    He dropped the dishtowel and bolted up the stairs, taking two at a time until he was standing directly in front of me. His arms wrapped around my waist as his head nuzzled my neck.