"This. Is. Heaven." Justin leaned his head back against the cool concrete ledge of the jacuzzi as his eyes drifted shut. The jets were shooting sharp bursts of hot water against his back and the bubbles were bursting around his chin.

"You are so easy to please, it’s disgusting." Becca laughed. Her dark hair was up in a floppy bun to try to keep it out of the water.

"When your life is as nerve-wracking as mine, any minute of solitude like this is just… perfect." Justin took a sip of his beer and smiled.

"Oh come on, the pros have to outweigh the cons there."

"Well yeah, of course." Justin finished off his bottle and set it beside the jacuzzi. "Otherwise I wouldn’t be doing this any more. But still, starting my day at four thirty in the morning and then falling into a strange bed around two in the morning, can suck."

"Life’s rough hun, try waiting table for 10 hours a day and sitting through classes the rest of the time." Becca smiled and placed her feet in his lap and she met his eye over the bubbles.

Justin sighed and shook his head, he didn’t want to talk about work when he was trying to forget about it for a couple hours, "How are classes going?" He asked a minute later.

"Good. The professors actually know what the hell they’re talking about, so that’s a nice change. There’s a ton more work than I expected, but it’s all right."

"What are you taking?"

"This semester? Psych 101, American History and Trigonometry."

"Sounds like fun." He said softly.

"It’s a blast." Becca laughed lightly and wiggled her toes on his chest. He grabbed her ankles and ran his hands up her calves under the water.

"I'm not going to be able to come back out for a couple weeks. We're pretty swamped." Justin said softly as he rolled his shoulders and stretched his feet out in front of him.

"Okay." Becca said after a minute of silence.

"I know I said I'd be able to come out this weekend and stuff… I'm sorry 'bout that."

Becca just shrugged and picked at her fingernails under the water, "Well… you've gotta work right?"

"Yeah. I do." Justin nodded. "Johnny called at the last minute and told us we had to be in LA this weekend for some tapings and stuff."

"Sounds like fun." She rolled her eyes.

"Eh… yeah I guess." Justin shrugged and gently scratched her legs under the water. "I think we should have a standing date… every week I'll come over and just sit in your little jacuzzi with you."

"What if I have to work?" Becca asked with the slightest bite of sarcasm.

"Then I'll sit by myself and cry into the bubbles." He stuck out his lower lip and pretended to pout.

"If you're actually pouting like a toddler I'll have to kick you out of my jacuzzi. Kids under 12 aren't allowed without parental supervision."

"You wanna be my mom?" He raised an eyebrow at her and smiled devilishly.

"Dude Just… don't try to be kinky hun, it's not you."

"I can be kinky." Justin frowned and tried not to laugh.

"Awww, poor little Justy Wusty thinks he can be kinky. Honey, you couldn't be kinky if I handed you whipped cream, a box of dog bones and a bustier."

"A box of dog bones?" Justin gave her a look as she moved quickly to his side of the jacuzzi and sat on his lap.

"Want me to show you?" She whispered, her lips brushing his ear lobe.

"Um… I uh…" Justin stuttered.

"See? Not a chance kid." Becca laughed and slid off his lap. "You're too young and too innocent to have any kind of kinkieness in you."

"I'm not a kid." Justin shook his head and smiled.

"You were born in the 80's… you're a kid."

"Oh come on, '81."

"Just, in '81 I was in first grade." Becca laughed and ran her fingers through his wet curls. Her own hair dripped water down her chest as she shook her head, "I have cognitive memories from 1981. Lisa Dalton's pool party, going to see "Annie" at the movies, my 6th birthday at Farrels ice cream parlor."

"So what?" Justin continued to pout.

"Nothing." Becca laughed and kissed him quickly. "I'm just saying…"

"Yeah yeah yeah."

"You ready to go back up?" She smiled sweetly and let her fingers trail down his stomach.

"Yeah." Justin raised his eyebrow at her and kissed her, not nearly as quick as before. She laughed and stepped out of the water and wrapped her bright green Boston Celtics beach towel around her waist. Justin followed behind her as they walked up the cold concrete stairs to her front door. She fumbled with the key in the lock, then pushed the door open and almost tripped over Brodie.

"Dammit Bro, you’d think we were gone for a week." Becca sighed and stepped around the excited dog.

Justin shut the door behind them and turned the lock, then followed Becca down the short hall to her room. She peeled the soaked bathing suit off as she walked and carelessly tossed it towards the bathroom as she entered her room. Justin followed her lead and threw his dripping boxers in the same general direction. Becca sat at the end of her bed towel drying her hair, completely naked, "You know, you’re pretty sexy when you do that." Justin said from the doorway.

"You know, you’re naked." She laughed lightly and rubbed the towel over her hair.

"Hmm, so are you." He smiled and let his eyes wander to her small dragon tattoo on her hip.

"Well there’s only one way I can think of to remedy this." She looked up at him and dropped her towel to the floor.

"Yeah, but I don’t want to get dressed." Justin smiled and took two steps into the room.

"Oh poor, nave Justin." Becca laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck as she pulled him in for a kiss. She’d have to show him just how nave he really was.


Justin wrapped his arms around Becca’s waist and lightly kissed her neck through her hair. She radiated heat against his bare skin and he knew he could lay for days cuddled beneath the covers with her. He frowned at the thought of crawling out from under the old quilt in a few short hours and toyed with the idea of calling in sick. As if that were even a possibility.

Becca lay still in his arms for a few minutes, then sighed and reached for his hand to remove his arm from around her. Once free from his grasp she rolled over toward the edge of the bed and pulled the blanket up to her shoulders.

"Why don’t you let me hold you Bec?" He whispered.

"Because I don’t need to be held." She whispered back.

"Maybe I need someone to hold."

"Maybe you need to sleep with Brodie." She retorted as she fluffed her pillow and adjusted her sheet. Justin sighed and sat up in bed, reaching for his jeans in the darkness, "Where are you going?" Becca asked softly.

"To sleep with Brodie." He stood up and zipped his pants quickly, then pulled his shirt over his head. "Do you know where my shoes ended up?"

"You need your shoes to sleep with my dog?"

"I’ll take that as a no." Justin sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, "See ya." He left her room and found his shoes in the living room, half under Brodie's sleeping body. He slid his bare feet into his sneakers and quietly left through the front door, locking the handle as he went.

It was close to three in the morning, but Las Vegas was alive with lights. Becca only lived a few blocks north of the strip, so he walked down to the main street and shoved his hands in his pockets. His thin t-shirt did nothing to block the light breeze as he dropped his chin to his chest and walked toward the big golden lion at the other end of the street. It was a long walk, but just what he needed.

By the time Justin made it to the MGM he stopped and looked back at the road he’d just walked. How long had it been since he was able to walk down a street without being recognized? Even though it was the middle of the night, the sidewalks were still littered with people… people who had no idea who he was, and he liked that.

Justin yawned as he stood on the corner waiting to cross, and when he opened his eyes he saw the Venetian he had passed on his way to the MGM. The Venetian. He could go on up to Kelly’s room and cuddle till the sun rose, and she would love it. He stifled another yawn and decided against it, he needed what little sleep he'd get that night, and he had the rest of the weekend to cuddle up with Kelly.

The brass handle on the heavy glass door was cold to the touch as Justin pulled the door open and stepped into the huge lobby of his hotel. He double checked his pockets for his room key as he looked around for the sign to point him to the elevators.

"Hey you!" He heard a female call from across the lobby. Great. Just what he needed at three in the morning. He ignored the voice and headed to the left, not caring if it would take him to the elevators or not. "Oh come on, you're not ignoring me are you?" Her melodic voice echoed across the near empty lobby.

Justin stopped and turned around to see Kelly standing with her hand on her hip. Her pale pink sweater hugged her curves as she walked toward him, "How're your friends?" She asked softly as she stopped beside him.

"Um… good." He nodded. "What are you doing here? I thought you were at the Venetian?"

"That's where I'm staying, and that's where I was headed."

"It's like, 3 in the morning."

"No, it's like, 4 in the morning." She smiled and tried not to yawn, "We were watching movies in Joey's room, I told you that."

"You went?" Justin asked as he squinted his eyes.

"Well yeah. We all did. I mean, some of us. Me, JC, Joey and Jessica."


"Joey's friend I guess. Chris was there for the first movie, but he ducked out before we started the second."

"Hrmm." Justin frowned and looked at the sign above her head, pointing directly at the elevators. He nodded to the right and she followed him over and pressed the 'up' button. "Wanna come up?"

"Sure." Kelly said softly, a sweet smile creeping across her lips. "I just need to let Vance know I won't be back tonight."

"You can call from my room." Justin whispered as he pulled her to him and kissed her quickly.

"He's in the lobby." She laughed delicately and gently pushed him away. "I'll be up in a couple minutes."

"Okay." Justin reluctantly let her go, then leaned against the mirrored wall as Kelly walked quickly back through the lobby. Justin let his eyes drift closed and muttered, "Where's the fucking elevator already?"

"Patience is a virtue." Becca said softly as she leaned against the wall beside him. Justin’s eyes flew open and took in the sight before him. Becca stood three inches from his hand in her black Nice Ass tank top and jeans. Her hair was unbrushed and she looked like she could use a hit of caffeine. "I'm sorry." She crinkled her forehead and looked down at her boots.

"Bec… I uh…" Justin stampered, trying to locate Kelly in the hallway.

"I was being a bitch because I was tired and cranky. I seriously don't know how you put up with those screaming 10 year olds day in and day out. I was about to go nuts after ten minutes." She laughed shortly and shook her head, "I uh, I just didn't want you to leave all pissed off."

"I'm not." Justin said quickly as he hit the call button for the elevator again. "I'll call you when I get to LA, okay?"

"Can you come back?" Becca asked softly as she reached for his pocket.

"No, I uh… I can't tonight. I have to be up in a couple hours anyway." He stepped away quickly.

"Well then can I come up?" She looked up at him with her dark eyes and smiled flirtatiously.

"No, Bec… I just… I uh, really need to get some sleep." His heart sped up as he saw Kelly walking back across the lobby with a smile on her face.

"Are you upset?" Becca asked, taking a step back.

"No… no Becca, I'm not upset. I'm just really tired. I'll call you when I get to LA okay? Later this afternoon."

"You're sure you're not upset?"

"I'm sure." Justin nodded, wanting desperately to push Becca out the front door or onto the elevator that opened in front of him.

"Then what's wrong? You're acting weird." Becca frowned as Justin stepped into the elevator.

"No, it's cool really." Justin shook his head as Kelly came within earshot. "I'll call you." He whispered as he hit the 'close door' button and prayed it would close before Kelly got near enough to stop it. The doors slid shut and he leaned against the far wall and sighed as it creeped upwards.

"Dangit, I just missed it." Kelly smiled and shook her head as she walked into the elevator bay. Becca just stood there with her hands on her hips, staring at the closed doors.

"Yeah… you just missed it." Becca said softly as she turned to leave. She looked up at the girl who walked up and stopped in her tracks, "Hey you're um… Kelly? The singer, right?"

"Yeah, hi." Kelly smiled and crinkled her nose, "I must look like crap."

Becca scoffed and looked Kelly over. She looked pristine in her perfectly cut jeans and soft sweater, her delicately painted face and her perfectly straight hair. "Yeah right." Becca rolled her eyes and shoved her hands in her dingy pockets. She'd heard enough rumors about Kelly and Justin to last her a lifetime, and she was pretty sick of it, "So uh hey, is it true about you and that Justin guy?" Becca tapped her foot nervously and looked up at Kelly quickly.

"Timberlake?" Kelly laughed lightly and tucked her blonde hair behind her ear. "Uh… no. No we're not dating or anything. We're friends." She repeated her well rehearsed lines with ease. "He's a great guy though."

"Yeah." Becca said softly, nodding her head in thought.

"You've met him?" Kelly asked, trying to sound interested as she waited for her elevator. If there was one thing she had learned over the last three years of being in the spotlight was to always small talk with fans when the opportunity came up.

"Um, yeah, a couple times." Becca nodded, keeping her part a secret as well. The very last thing she wanted was anyone finding out she was seeing a pop star. It'd be all over the press, she'd seen that much and it was nothing she wanted.

The elevator dinged as the door opened slowly in front of her, "Well it was nice to meet you." Kelly smiled and stepped into the elevator and turned around, "See you later."

"Don't count on it." Becca mumbled as the doors slid shut. She sighed and turned on her heel, not feeling any bit happier than when she left her house.


"Took you long enough." Justin smiled as he opened the door to his room. He leaned out to hug Kelly, looking both ways up and down the hall praying silently that Becca hadn't somehow followed him.

"I met your little fan by the elevator." Kelly smiled up at him as she draped her arms around his neck.

"Oh yeah?" Justin blushed quickly and pulled her into the room, shutting the door behind them so that the darkness would disguise his pink face.

"They’re getting older and older, she didn’t quite look like she was 13." Kelly laughed and kissed Justin before turning her head to yawn. "I am exhausted though sweetie."

"Me too." Justin whispered as he released her and bent over his suitcase to retrieve a new pair of boxers since his others were somewhere in Becca’s bedroom. He grabbed the plain blue cotton shorts and his toothbrush and headed for the bathroom. He came out several minutes later smelling minty and dressed in his boxers.

Kelly was already half asleep in her t-shirt and under the covers. Justin smiled to himself and slid in beside her, then sighed and pulled her to him. "Baby, I don’t know how I’d ever live without you here." He whispered, only inches from her ear.

"I’m not going anywhere." She smiled contentedly and snuggled closer to him before they closed their eyes and fell fast asleep.


Justin’s wake up call yanked him out of a sound sleep a few hours later. Justin mumbled something that sounded like, "I'll get it" as he rolled over and lifted the phone of the cradle, "Yeah I'm up." He held the phone to his ear as he let his head fall back on the pillow.

"How up are you?" Lance laughed.


"You need to get really up. You've got an hour, then we're leaving on a jet plane… don't know when I'll be back again." He sang into the phone with a smile.

"Hey how come you're calling and not Dave or someone?" Justin rubbed his eyes and yawned, then dropped his arm around Kelly's waist.

"Because I'm up and I told him I would. Come on, move it."

"I'm up." Justin said softly.

"One hour. See you at the elevator." Lance laughed.

"Yep." Justin rolled back over and quickly hung up the phone. "That's our cue." He pulled himself to a sitting position and ran his hands through his hair. "Come on babe, its time to get up."

"I know…" She whispered sweetly as she rolled onto her side to face him. She reached out and traced the waistline of his boxers, "You're not going to make me sneak out over the balcony are you?" She laughed and he wondered how she could go from sound asleep to wide awake so quickly.

"No… no you don't have to sneak out." Justin shook his head and stood up, causing the elastic in his boxers to snap back against his waist. He hiked them up and walked into the bathroom where he turned the water on as hot as he could stand it, and shut the door.

Justin woke himself up and cleaned up, then pulled his clean clothes on over his still steaming body before he went back into the room. Kelly was awake and on the phone when he sat on the bed beside her to put his socks on.

"I’m going to ride over with the boys, so can you have someone get my things and meet me there?" She asked into the receiver. She combed her hair with her fingers and smiled, "Okay Matt, thanks. Yeah, I’ll be with their team. You got it, I’ll see you there." She hung up the phone and bounced lightly, "I talked to Amie this morning, she said she’d be at our bar-b-cue this weekend, so do you think we should invite JC? You know, since they’ll be working together and stuff."

"Amie’s gonna be there?" Justin made a sour face and shook his head.

"I don’t know why you don’t like her Justin, she’s really nice and she’s got talent coming out her ears." Kelly stood up and ruffled his still damp hair.

Justin scoffed and thought of her "talents" as he rolled his eyes. He’d had better. "I don’t care, she bugs."

"You’re just mean." She kissed him and laughed, "Let me shower and we can get out of here."

"We have to be downstairs in thirty minutes." He tapped his watch.

"Don’t worry." She pulled the bathroom door closed behind her and started the shower in the already foggy bathroom.

The phone rang on the bedside table to Justin’s left and startled him, "Hello?" He answered it, cradling the phone between his shoulder and ear.

"Hey, just making sure you’re up, I know you got in early this morning." JC laughed.

"Yeah yeah yeah, shut up." Justin rolled his eyes and tied his shoe. "I’m up."

"Good. Are you ready to go?"

"I’m ready yeah, I’m just waiting on Kel."

"Oooh I see."

"Yeah, you see. I ran into her in the hall last night on my way in. She could hardly walk straight she was so tired so I let her crash on my couch."

"Okay, yeah Justin. Whatever." JC laughed and shook his head.

"Whatever." Justin laughed back and said, "Oh hey, while I’ve got you on the phone, she wanted to invite you over to her house this afternoon. She’s having some sort of bar-b-cue thing and Amie’s going to be there. Kelly thought you guys could get together and talk shop or something."

"Awesome, yeah I’ll be there." JC said excitedly, "Oh wait no. No, nevermind yeah, I’ll be there."


"I was supposed to go to Orlando this weekend." He sighed. "But I really need to get with Amie and kind of feel her out you know? To see what she’s about so I’ll know what I’m working with."

"Yeah." Justin frowned.

"All right, well tell Kelly I’ll be there, I’ll call and cancel my weekend then have Laura change my tickets so I’m flying to LA with you guys."

"Cool, I’ll see you in like, twenty then," Justin said quickly as he finished tying his other shoe.

"Yep, thanks for the invite."

"No problem." Justin hung up then stared at the phone in his hand. He called Becca to apologize again and woke her up, "Oh, Bec I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up."

"It’s seven in the morning, what’d you think I’d be doing?" She asked grumpily.

"I know, I’m sorry." He rubbed his eyes and sighed, "I just wanted to apologize for last night and everything."

"It’s okay." She said softly.

"Two weeks, I’ll be back in two weeks. I’ll come in on Saturday afternoon and stay till Sunday, okay?"

"You have it off?"

"I’ll get it off." He smiled, knowing full well that in two weeks they all had the weekend off. He said goodbye and let Becca go back to sleep, then made another couple calls before Kelly came out of the bathroom. She was dressed in her clothes from the night before, but she still looked wonderful. "Ready?" He smiled and picked up his bag.

"You bet." She smiled and held the door open for him.

The flight from Las Vegas to Los Angeles was uneventful, as was the ride to Kelly’s house in Malibu. JC and Justin rode over in the limo with Kelly and helped her set up the bar-b-cue as her other guests started to arrive.

Kelly and Justin were friendly, but not overly touchy while the guests were around. As far as everyone else knew, they were just friends. It was a game they were playing, and they both liked the feeling of deceiving the others. Justin liked it perhaps a little more than Kelly.


The pager on Justin’s hip went off in the middle of the day on Saturday, right on schedule. He groaned convincingly and reached for his cel phone in his back pocket. "What? Who is it?"

"My mom." Justin said as he opened his phone and dialed his voicemail number. "Hi, this is Justin, I’m not here so leave a message." He heard his recorded voice say. "Hi mom, what’s up? Oh really? That’s tomorrow? Wow, okay no, I forgot. You bet, of course I’ll be there. I’ll fly out tonight. Love you too." He smiled and turned his phone off, "Steven is in the church play tomorrow and I promised him I’d be there. I totally forgot." Justin cast a sad face at Kelly and sighed.

"Oh how cute. That’s okay, go ahead and go. Give your mom a big hug for me and don’t forget to video tape it." She laughed.

"What’s going on?" JC walked up with a drink in one hand and a chip piled high with salsa in the other.

"Justin’s going to ditch us for a bigger and better party." Kelly laughed.

"Huh?" JC looked at Justin and frowned, "What’s up?"

"Steven’s in a church play thing, I said I’d be there so I’m heading out as soon as Laura can get me a flight out."

"Oh, right on." JC nodded and ate his chip.

"I’ve gotta go call and make the flight reservations and stuff, I’ll be right back." Justin smiled quickly then disappeared into the house. He made his calls and confirmed his flight for two o’clock that afternoon out of LAX.

He hung out and mingled with Kelly’s friends until one, then excused himself and went out to catch his cab and to kiss Kelly goodbye in her driveway, "I’m sorry to ruin our weekend." He whispered as he kissed the tip of her nose softly.

"It’s okay." She forced a smile and looked down at his shoes.

"I wish I could stay, but I haven’t seen the little guy in like a month. I’ve gotta go to this thing."

"No, I know." Kelly’s blue eyes met his as she smiled. "Call me when you get there so I know you’re safe."

"I will."

"I love you Justin." She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tight.

"I love you too." He said softly. He quickly let go and hopped in the cab, ready to head home to Orlando.


On to part 4…


Copyright 2001 Amy Lynn