There were less than 36 hours to go until the Tell Me video shoot. The story boards were drawn, the mansion in Malibu secured and all of the arrangements were made. This was going to be one of the most intimate videos *NSYNC had recorded in their music video history as the song carried such a personal meaning for the writers. JC and Justin knew the treatments needed to be just as they imagined about the women they had been writing for.

Full of nervous energy, Justin had invited JC over to his home gym for a pre-video workout. 

JC stood in front of the mirror doing bicep curls with a 30 pound weight. His teeth were clenched as his arms shook with the reps. He was watching his form in the mirror. His grey t-shirt and black adidas shorts were soaked with sweat from the last hour of working out.

Justin finished his chest presses, putting the bar back onto the rack and he let out a grunt, staring up at the ceiling.

JC dropped the weights and shook his arms out. "Yeah, I'm going to need to carb load tonight... these muscles need to swell for tomorrow." He smirked at himself in the mirror. 

Justin looked over at him and smirked. "For your giiiiiiiiiirlfriend."

"I will fucking body check you if you don't shut your mouth, J. At least I didn't drop like 15 grand on a private plane to fly the girls to California. I told you that a regular plane would be fine."

Justin grinned. "Money is nothing when it comes to matters of the heart. She's the real deal."

JC reached for his towel and wiped his face before taking a long sip of water. "I know you're trying to wife her, but I don't want you to go bankrupt trying to win this woman back. Just saying that one time as your best friend."

Justin rolled his eyes. "You don't think I know what I'm doing?"

JC grinned as he sat down at the leg press. "I didn't say that..."

Justin licked his lips. "It's what you implied. I know you well Chasez."

"No, I was implying that I also want us to continue to be a successful group and not see you spiral out of control. I know how much you love her. I just only hope she fucking knows and makes the right decision. She would be stupid not to take you back."

Justin puffed his chest out. "Of course she'd choose me. We have too much history." He made a soft little grunt, "But look at you, talking romance and shit." He grinned.

JC grunted and pushed out all of his reps quickly. "LISTEN. Samantha is a game changer for me the way Ashley was for you."

"True. But Ashley was a game changer way early on. Like the first real love status. So for me, it's different." Justin rolled out his shoulders.

"I know that. You both have a different relationship entirely. I'm just saying that Samantha makes me actually think about settling down for the first time in my life as a possibility. And if you say ANYTHING to anyone, I will kill you off."

Justin tilted his head and turned around to face his friend rather than looking at his reflection in the mirror. "C, I might bust your balls all the time, but if you really think I'm a big enough asshole to jeopardize your relationship with a woman you're actually interested in more than a one night stand with? Jeez." He smirked a bit, "I'll lay off." 

JC smiled. "Thank you. If this weekend goes as planned, and I feel that same chemistry we had in New York, I'm going to make it official." 

Justin laughed real low, "Just in time for Christmas. I like what you're putting down."

***

Meanwhile, Samantha was sitting criss-crossed on a couch, 40,000 feet in the air with Ashley. She was eating a fruit platter that had been left for them along with champagne.  "I can't believe they sent a private plane," she said, laughing.

Ashley grinned. "Justin is trying so hard. He's trying to win me back." 

Sam grinned softly, leaning forward. "Before we go to this video shoot, since we're alone. Care to tell me about your history with *NSYNC? How did I not know this until you were magnetically drawn to Justin Timberlake at a party?"

"Oh man," Ashley took a sip of her champagne, "This could take awhile. I moved to New York City with my best friend and I was dating this model. Completely gorgeous douchebag, in fact I know you've seen his face. Anyways, one of my very first shows was at this art warehouse and it was a big party. In walked Justin, JC and probably the rest of the band."

"Oh, so this is like pre-No Strings era *NSYNC right?" Sam asked.

"Yep, They were still with Lou actually. Anyways, Jake was my boyfriend at the time and would only pay attention to be in front of a camera or on a runway together. Justin happened to catch him cheating on me with one of my models. So after all of that went down, Justin and I kinda got to know each other. He became my best friend Samantha. My very. Best. friend." 

Sam sighed, watching her friend closely. 

"I friendzoned him left and right but he was determined that we would be together. So now it's New Years Eve 1997 into 98.  The guys were slated to perform at the Waldorf Astoria at a party for their record label. We happened to be there as well. They came out and sang End of the Road and I was done. Absolutely in love."

Sam clapped and grinned. 

"So fast forward the next year and *NSYNC took off in the states. I helped design costumes for the group's tours and Justin and I were inseparable. I spent a ton of time with the guys, JC and I grew close as well because of his friendship with Justin."

Sam smiled at the mention of his name. 

"JC is a great guy. He ended up dating my best friend Kat for a while. They were pretty serious together. She ended up cheating on him with a baseball player she met at one of *NSYNC's charity events. It was messy as hell, she ended up taking a bunch of JC's money too without him realizing it. It really wrecked him pretty bad."

Sam made a soft sigh. "Oh my gosh, that's horrible! Poor guy."

"Yeah, it really fucked with his head. He's been very hesitant to trust again, and it made him hate women for a bit and go wild.  The JC that I met at the Halloween party wasn't the sweet guy that I knew back when. He was always very romantic and sentimental." Ashley looked up at Sam and smiled softly. "I hope you get to see that side of him. You're bringing it out again."

Sam smiled shyly, looking down at her champagne flute. "I mean I definitely enjoy his company.  We have been having fun together. I know this video coming up could change things and I could just be what's happening right now..."

Ashley put her hand up to interrupt her. "If he's anything like I know he's always been, he's going to be persistent. If you've built a relationship, which it looks like you have, he's going to do whatever it takes to pursue you. I can promise you that."

Sam took a sip of her champagne. "We'll just wait and see." 

*** 

JC paced back and forth in the dressing room, wiping his hands on the grey dress pants he had just put on. The band had just done their group shots on the beach and Justin and JC were gearing up for their verses. 

Justin smirked in the makeup chair next to him. "You look like you've just seen a ghost."

JC looked up blankly, "I'm sorry, I just missed everything you said."

Justin grinned. "Nevermind. You okay C?"

JC sucked in a deep breath. "Yes. I guess I've just been up since really early this morning thinking about all the ways this could go down today."

Justin smiled and closed his eyes as the makeup artist touched up the powder on his face. "Well from what you've told me, your sexual chemistry is life changing. You just let that take over... it's gonna be right. You'll put it down on her and she'll be looking for more."

JC grinned and puffed out his chest. "It is life changing and I'm going to change her life. Yep. Change. Her. Life." 

Justin grinned real big and licked his lips. "Yep, and she's about to change yours."

JC grinned, giving Justin a quick bro hug as he rose from the makeup chair. "I sure hope so. Good luck in there. I know you've got your own production happening." He made his way out of the dressing room to the master bedroom on the lower level.

The bedroom was decorated in simple greys and blacks. There was a king sized bed with a tufted headboard draped with a plush throw over the edge. A soft rug was laid on the floor in the middle of the room and the main lights were turned down so the soft glow of candle light and stage lighting kept the mood just sensual enough. A bottle of Dom Perignon was on the end table with two flutes with strawberries inside and a dozen of red roses were in a crystal vase on the opposite end table. JC took in the scene and sucked in a deep breath, exhaled and grinned. This was everything he had hoped for in the storyboards. Just to the side of the room were floor to ceiling windows and a sliding glass door that was open to the beach. He could hear the faintest sound of waves before the directors began to make it rain outside his door. A brief roll of thunder took over on a track. Now this was romantic. 

Sam made her way down the long corridor, her black Christian Loubouton heels clicking on the wooden floor. Her hair was down and curly, falling almost to her waist and framing her face. She wore a grey knit sweater dress that hung off her shoulder just slightly. She pursed her lips as she watched the directorial crew gape at her as she entered the room. When she opened the door, JC was standing facing the water with his hands in his pockets.

She let out a soft sigh and an, "Ohhh," as her eyes surveyed the scene. The combination of the lighting, the mood, the light music that had begun, and seeing JC for the first time in two weeks made a tumble begin in her stomach. She slowly walked to him, resting a hand on his arm. From behind, she whispered up against his ear, "Some setup."

The moment the scent of Honey hit his senses, and her hands touched on his arm, he sucked in a breath and cocked his head to the side. "Mmm. I wanted this to be perfect for you. For us."

She smiled up against his neck and whispered, "You knocked it out of the park Josh." She breathed softly along his neck as her hips began to move to the slow instrumental of Tell Me. The beat was slow and sensual, and like an automatic movement, her lips traced along his shoulder. "Let's make your video," she whispered.

JC licked his lips and turned around to get a good look at the woman he had been thinking about, the woman he wrote these lyrics for. There was no one else in the world that could be in this music video but her. He sucked in a breath as his mouth dropped open, almost struggling to breathe. "Oh wow."

Sam bit her lip gently and smiled almost expectantly at him as she turned around in a playful circle for him. "I hope this lives up to your expectations," she whispered.

JC rubbed his hands together as he watched her for a moment. He took a step back and nodded. "You're more than I could have ever imagined..." He took another step back, "Come here."

She smiled softly in return as she walked to him slowly, her hips swaying from side to side as she made her way across the room to him. As she finally reached him, her hands slid up his sides onto his vest, where her palms rested on his chest and she gazed into his eyes. 

JC slid his hands over hers on his chest and he held them there. "Will you do me a favor Samantha?" He towered over her, looking down into her eyes. He swallowed harshly, feeling his entire body igniting already.

She smiled softly, feeling his heart racing beneath his vest. As she nodded, she gazed deeply into his eyes. Their usual blue shade was being taken over by a steely gray, one she had not yet seen. "Anything sweetheart."

"I want you to be comfortable with me." His hands slid down her arms, then her sides, grabbing at them before finding their final resting place on the curve of her hips. "Get used to my hands on you." His voice had a low and gravely quality, and it sent a shiver straight down her body right to her sweet spot. 

She almost purred in return, leaning up to touch his face, along that smooth and chiseled jaw. "Consider me yours," she whispered, her hips swaying in an easy rhythm with the music. It was like a natural reaction she just couldn't hold back.

He licked his lips slightly, "Oh I will." He reached for her hand on his face and pulled it to his lips, where he placed a gentle kiss as his hips too began a slow grind to meet her rhythm. As they did, the director piped in the full music of the song, and the rumble of the bass went straight into his soul. 

For a split second, Samantha had a moment of self-doubt, but when she looked up again and saw the way JC was looking at her like she was the only woman in the world, it made her smile lightly, then she gazed down to look at the perfect rhythm their hips were making. Everything felt so natural, so easy, even with a crew of at least 15 people watching them.

JC smiled as the first crash of thunder happened. He licked his lips and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her almost harshly into his body.

Sam couldn't help but let out a low moan when he brought her close. This was the first time their bodies had gotten this close together, and that surge of electricity was almost too much to handle. Her hands traveled up his arms where they rested on his biceps through his dress shirt. Their hips continued to move together.

JC backed her up against the wall between the doors and windows. A flicker of lightning happened outside the window. His hands slipped up to her face where he held it gently, using his hips to press her against the wall. 

"We're here alone while the thunder is roaring and the windows are blowing, cause it's stormin' and pourin' tonight. I put your head on my chest," JC brought his hand down to her chest, then pressed his nose against hers as he continued, "I can feel your heart and it's beatin' kinda fast, so is mine."

Sam pushed her nose a little harder against his, locking their lips together in one quick kiss that she needed to feel, and she felt him smile against the kiss as he continued to mouth the words, "In this moment of silence, you look me in the eyes, nothing's verbalized but so much is said. I need you so much, the more I'm away from you the more of you I want..."

If there was a way that she could be giving him all the heart eyes right now, she would. She wasn't sure if it was just the way the music was playing and it was her job to be his lover, or maybe that she was really meant to be his lover... right now those lines were blurred for her, but she didn't care as she was so in the moment.

JC breathed in a soft breath and let her arms come down but pulled her off the wall. He pushed her waistline softly toward the french doors, and pushed her right through them into the rain. 

Sam sucked in a harsh breath as the rain began to come down on their bodies. She grinned softly against his lips. There was something deeply sexy and primal about being out there with him in the rain. She leaned in a little bit more and let her lips crash against his as the rain dripped down their bodies. Her fingers played at the buttons of his vest, letting them loose one by one. 

As the light rain fell on them, JC looked down at her with a light smile before he began to sing, "I want to hold you till I can feel again... " His vest was now open and he slowly continued to back her up until her heels began to sink into the sand. Sam looked up at him after slipping his vest off, needing a moment to look into his eyes.

He took her hand in his, with his other hand sliding along her face. He crashed his lips to hers, not in a rushed way but with a slow and grown passion. He backed her against one of the pillars, where he came to a stop.

Sam made a soft noise against his lips, letting her lips crash with his as her head tilted. She gave their interlocked fingers a little squeeze as she pressed her hips against his. She could feel him reacting to her body, and it was making her crave all of him.

His hand squeezed hers as he sucked her lip into his mouth. Before she knew it, he was peeling that soaked sweater off of her body, breaking the kiss momentarily to toss it toward the house. He was breathing heavily as he looked down at her with sated eyes and mumbled with a low voice, "Oh my god." 

Sam peered back up at him with wide eyes, drawing her lip in for a biet. As she sucked in breaths, her breasts were more than rising and falling in her black bra and her curls were damp, sticking to her face. She blinked a few times before taking another step toward him and as if her body was on autopilot, began to unbutton his now soaked white button down. She pulled it off of his arms slowly, tossing it to where her soaked sweater was in a pile. 

JC swallowed hard, staring down at her. He couldn't help but take his fingertips and gently caress the tops of her breasts over her bra with a light moan. He reached down for her hands and brought them up to his now soaked chest, leaning in to capture her lips in another electric kiss, sucking in her lips with a gentle ease. 

Sam let out a soft gasp at how good his lips felt against hers in that way, letting him suck in her lips before she took over to steal a kiss of her own, Her fingers traveled down from his chest to his stomach, feeling at the dips and curves of his abs with the lightest of touches as she kissed him. In that very moment, for this video, she was his lover and she was going to take her time appreciating him. 

From somewhere else in the universe, the rumbles of thunder began to subside and the rain stopped falling. The bright set lights began to turn back on as the director yelled "AND, CUT!"

JC couldn't stop kissing her, making a noise as he sucked her lips in again, literally unable to stop the chemistry between them. His arms wrapped completely around her and he pulled her right up into his chest, perfectly chest to chest and hip to hip. He couldn't help but smile as he leaned in to steal another kiss, unable to form a coherent thought. 

She grinned softly on his lips as she took over and started to suck slowly on his lips untils he broke away so gently. She blinked a few times. She could feel him starting to throb against her and the feeling of his rock solid chest was dizzying. There was a pounding of a heart happening, but she wasn't sure if it was hers or his. All she could muster was a whisper. "Oh Josh." 

JC pulled away slowly, his eyes still closed. His voice was low and gravely, "I'm not sorry. I can't help it." He was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

Sam whispered with a little smile, bringing her forehead up against his. "Don't you dare apologize, Joshua." She reached up to touch his face softly. 

The director approached them with a smirk. "JC, Samantha, your next shot is being prepared. Your bubble bath awaits."

JC grinned and nodded at the director. "I hope you were wanting to warm up," he said thoughtfully, "The way that I planned this out was just to get you in my arms." He leaned in for one more kiss before taking her hand, pulling her through the bedroom.

Sam smiled, taking in the sights of the Malibu mansion as JC led the way. "Oh wow." 

As they entered the bathroom, an antique clawfoot tub was stationed near the windows. The bubbles were high in the tub and were fragrant, a rose scent. Red rose petals were scattered throughout the room and another bottle of Dom was on the counter. She grinned, "Big champagne budget for this video eh?"

JC chuckled, bringing his lips to her head. "You know it. Now. The way this is happening is," he grabbed her by the waist and lifted her onto the counter so she was seated near the champagne. 

She laughed and kicked her legs a little bit. Being a thick girl, it wasn't often she was hoisted up in the air by a man. It made her grin. "Oh... okay..." she mumbled, watching him with devious eyes.

"You see," he began, unbuttoning his pants to reveal his damp grey Calvins, "I'm gonna be sitting in the tub already..." 

As he pulled his pants down, her eyes traveled to the Calvin Klein briefs. They were tight and hugged him in all the right places, leaving the faintest outline of what the earlier shots of the video had done to him. She licked her lips absentmindedly. It was there, and no one could fault her for paying it a second appreciative glance. It had been over a month since she had been intimate with anyone, and she had needs too. "Ok... sitting in the tub," she repeated.

He watched her with intent eyes before packing toward the clawfoot tub. He stepped into the warm water and let out a contented sigh. "It's perfectly hot. I'm just gonna wait until the director gets here... but when we get going, I'm just going to motion for you to come here and get in with me."

"Mmm, got it," she grinned, swinging her legs as she sat on the counter. She rested her hand on her thigh, watching him with a satisfied smile. As she admired him, the crew assembled in the bathroom. 

JC sank down a little bit in the bubbles, his eyes intent on her. He said nothing, just letting his eyes admire her, and it was evident that he was doing so.

She smiled shyly, looking back at him with equally adoring eyes. She mouthed, "You're so handsome," to him with a smile as the playback filled the room again. 

He smiled and mouthed, "Thank you beautiful," as the director walked in, telling him to feel the music and start when he is ready. The playback got louder and the lights began to dim. Not for one second did he take his eyes off of her.

She smiled softly, keeping her eye contact steady with him. She reached back to play with her hair almost shyly.

He grinned softly, licking his lips, then pursed them really slowly. He hung his hand off the edge of the tub, motioning with his pointer finger for her to come over to him.

She sucked in a cute breath then bit her lip as she slid off the counter. Not knowing what took over her, she reached behind her to unclasp the black bra she was wearing, letting it fall to the floor, stepping out of the matching panties as well. The camera panned behind her as she walked to him slowly, settling into the tub. 

Everything JC was thinking and feeling was evident in his eyes as he let her settle up against him, his face falling forward on her neck. "Jesus Christ, Samantha," he mumbled, kissing in the same spot and making a noise that only she could hear. His arm snaked around her and pulled her in so she was right against him. 

She leaned her head back against his neck and smiled,  whispering onto his neck, "You wanted me in the tub, you get all of me in the tub."

His hand slowly traveled down her body, tracking along her sides and stomach. His hands were exploring because they just needed to. Leaning forward, he began to softly kiss on her earlobe. "I want all of you in general."

"It's yours Josh," she murmured, tilting her head as a soft noise escaped her lips. She let her body be relaxed and very natural as he touched her. He was deliberate and gentle with his hands and she wasn't used to a man being that way.

JC moaned softly, nuzzling his face against the nape of her neck. His voice was low, gritty and stern. "Don't... give me that permission," he took a nibble of her earlobe, "In front of all of these people."

Sam didn't know whether to giggle or moan, but a soft noise escaped from her lips. "Mmmm. Got it." She let her head stay tilted as JC nibbled and kissed on her ear, but adjusted her body so she was flush between his legs.

He smiled against her skin, leaving a soft trail of kisses to the beat of the music as the bridge picked up right along her shoulder, then to the side of her face. Remembering they were filming a music video, he began to mumble the words along her skin. "When you're so wet, and I'm so hard..."

He slid his hand along her face, tilting her head toward him just so. He looked down into her eyes and leaned in as his thumb grazed against her jaw, lips meeting hers in a perfect lock. Anyone watching could see in his eyes that she was everything this song was written about. As the chorus picked up in the playback, he moaned softly and picked her up slightly in the water, turning her to face him. With a tug, he pulled her all harshly up into his body, making her legs straddle him. The water splashed out of the side of the tub and you could see his breathing become more labored.  "And when the two become one it's like oh my god,..."

Sam moaned softly against his lips, and mumbled softly along with him with the lyrics to the song. One of her hands traveled up to his face, feeling along his jaw. She took a moment to look at him intently and swallow hard. Her mind and body were racing with the feeling of him against her, their chests pressed against each other, his rock solid body flush against her curves. Her legs worked to tighten around his waist, pulling their hips closer together.

JC closed his eyes and let out a low noise. He was right there. A mere slip of his hips and he'd be inside of her... oh how he longed to feel her and take her but he knew they were being watched by a crew. Thankfully, he was still in his briefs but with every movement of her hips, it drove him crazy. He shifted himself slightly and let out a moan as she slipped up against his strained briefs. He let out a harsh hiss as his forehead went up against hers.

She made a soft noise, rubbing her nose against his before she whispered, "Ohh Josh honey," She nudged her face with his a little bit, letting their lips dance softly together. She could feel him twitch up against her and it made her softly moan. Every nerve ending of her body was ignited. 

JC grunted and grabbed at her legs and pulled her hard against him as his lips came crashing down on top of her collarbone. He kissed a trail along her skin, sucking on the skin after his initial trail of kisses. He pressed his face up against her chest as he mouthed the words to the song.

Sam felt her head lean back slightly, her eyes fluttered closed and she moaned, allowing her hands to slide down and grip at his arms, feeling the swell of his muscle. This man did it for her.

He couldn't help but smile against the valley of her breasts above the bubbles at the way her body melted with his actions. It had been ages since he had taken the time to love on a woman and appreciate her. He dragged his lips up to her neck, kissing so lightly as his hands slid up her back and held her up against his body, his lips remained pressed up against her throat as he sang, "Tell me that you wanna make love..."

She let her fingertips slide down and feel at the dips of his abs and venture down just slightly more at the V shaped muscles of his hips. It made her smile as her eyes met his, sensing that deep feeling of connection. She sucked in a low breath, feeling almost completely overwhelmed.

JC nodded and mumbled, "You did all of that. And it's yours. I'm yours." He was completely talking over the playback track but he didn't care. His hands slid all around her hips and he leaned down to get a grab of her ass. He closed his eyes and moaned feeling his fingers sink in. 

Sam grinned softly as she brought her forehead against his again, letting her lips brush with his over and over again, smiling between each little brush. Her hips began to sway side to side while his fingers sank in.

JC sucked her lips right into his mouth and let out a moan. "Hold onto me tight," he mumbled, snaking his arms around her tightly. He lifted her straight out of the tub, pressed against his body. The suds from the tub were covering her, both bodies straight dripping steamy water. He stepped out of the tub, gripping her tightly. Sam's arms and legs snaked around his tightly, holding onto his body as she buried her head in his neck. She let out a soft moan at the way he was handling her. "Josh..." she moaned his name into his skin.

He nudged his face against hers as he kissed along her face. He carried her to the wall where he pressed her against it, holding her against it with all his body weight as he reached over to the towel rack and grabbed an oversized towel. With a skill and patience he didn't know he possessed, he held her steady and wrapped her up in the towel to cover and protect her from anyone else seeing what he was claiming as his own.

Sam looked at him with a soft smile as he wrapped her up in the towel, bringing her forehead against his again. Her lips smiled against his as she whispered, "You're something else Josh Chasez."

He smiled in response, nuzzling his face against hers before he shook his head slightly. "I'm just being a little protective right now," he smirked, "I know there are at least a dozen thirsty eyes here for you, but I'm not about to let that happen."

She laughed softly, letting her lips graze against his gently. "It's okay. There's only one pair of thirsty eyes I really care about."

"Mine," he said sternly, grinning at her before he placed a kiss on the tip of her nose.

"Yours. Yes." She leaned up and touched his face before she whispered, "Are we done here, or are you trying to spring some other situation on me?"

He pulled back enough to get a good look at her and laughed, "Spring another situation?" He began to grin from ear to ear.

She laughed softly with that soft, melodic cadence he craved. "The rain outside, the bathtub. Those situations."

"Well, I think that covers the video. And I at least didn't have anything else planned, but it's up to the director to take my ideas and write anything in that needs to be realistic though," he grinned and kissed her lips softly, "Maybe you should ask him."

Sam smirked, "You're in charge here, not me Josh."

The director walked over to them holding a small screen. "You two!" He showed them a clip when they were in the bathtub and he was singing along her throat, "I have never shot something in one take like this and loved it so much."

Sam's head tilted slightly holding onto JC as they both watched the screen. Their onscreen chemistry was unreal. JC melted a little bit right onto her against the counter. "Oh damn," he mumbled.

Sam looked over at him and the way he was watching the playback and she bit her lip. This wasn't about a damn video anymore.

JC reached out to the screen and made the scene rewind to watch it again. "We look amazing together. This chemistry." He looked from the director to Sam.

"Mmm, we do." she smiled, nodding her head, before resting her head against his chest. The room was cold now that they weren't in the tub anymore, and she was craving the warmth of his body again.

"You both did an amazing job," he grinned, "That's a wrap for the JC scenes! Can't wait to get all of this together, congratulations to you two!" The crew clapped and they all filed out of the room one by one until only Samantha and JC remained. 

JC held her head up against his chest, resting his lips against her head and whispered, "You know all of that was real right?"

Sam smiled shyly up at him from his chest, before burrowing her head back into his chest. She was feeling so many different feelings, exposed, vulnerable, open. But now the video was over. 

JC continued softly, "I had them bring us some robes." He stepped away from her, making sure the towel was wrapped tightly around her. As he stepped back, she tilted her head to get a good look at his soaked briefs. He was more than a little turned on for her and it made her lips turn up into a little grin. He reached for the warm robe and walked it over to her.

"Mmm. Thank you," she smiled, trying hard not to stare at his package, but it was right there. She bit her lip, reaching for the robe and slipping it on before letting the towel drop to the floor. She looked back up into his eyes and smiled coyly. "You're right. These music videos are kind of fun."

He smirked. "Practicing for them is even more fun," he pulled on the warm robe and let his wet briefs drop, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."

She laughed so cute as she tied up her robe. "I'm sure you get plenty of practice."

"You take that back right now!" He made a cute face. "Because no."

"Fine," she grinned, "I'll take it back. But on the condition that if you ever do a music video like this again, you practice with me and only me." She licked her lips all sassy and with that, she turned and walked out of the room to head back to her dressing room to get water.

JC stared at the open doorway for a solid five minutes. He replayed the words out of her mouth over and over again. "Because that's what she just said right? Like she just said she wanted me to practice with her and only her."

Sam made her way back to her dressing room and changed back into her jeans and sweater. A production assistant handed her a hot tea and she settled on the couch having a moment. She had never in her life been so attracted to a man, and then all of that happened... in front of a room full of people to boot. 

JC made his way back to his own dressing room, changing back into jeans and a white v-neck shirt. He grabbed his phone as he made his way to catering to get a snack.

JC: I hope my one and only practice partner hasn't left the property yet.

The buzz of her phone on the counter broke her from her daydream. She leaned over to grab it and smiled, standing up.

Samantha: I was going to check with you before I got a ride back to my hotel.

He grinned to himself as he sipped on some fresh black coffee. 

JC: Well you had better make sure that you ride home with me and only me. :)

Sam walked downstairs to the catering area to see him leaning against the counter sipping his coffee. It made her smile and she slipped her phone in her purse. She made her way behind him and kissed his cheek. "It's only you, Josh."

"Mmm," he said with a smile, turning to his side and sliding his hand along her hip, "I'll remember you said that. I'll be happy to drive you back to your hotel, or you are also welcome to come and see the view from my patio for dinner, then I can take you back to your hotel... but only if you want."

She smiled and wrapped her arms around his waist. "I'd love to see the view from your place."

He smiled softly and put his coffee down so he could wrap his arms around her. "I'd love to show you my favorite sushi in LA since you brought me to yours in New York."

"Mmm. I'd love that," she smiled, "Can we order and eat at your house? I kinda just want quiet tonight."

"Of course we can, I wouldn't want it any other way this evening.  I'm a little over the crowd watching us." He kissed her forehead. "You ready to go?"

"I've got my phone, I've got my purse. And my driver." she smiled, "Do you know their menu by heart? You can tell me and I'll order in the car or I'll let you do the driving and the ordering."

"Sweetheart, I've got their number and menu memorized." He smirked and took her hand, leading her down the corridor  toward the driveway.

"Oh, a man after my own heart," she laughed, interlocking their fingers. She watched him as they walked. She knew she was letting him get the best of her.

JC smiled down at the sight of their hands. "I like your hand in mine."

"It's a pretty nice fit. You have big hands. Nice and strong."

He laughed softly, "The better to hold onto your curves with my dear... and make them mine."

She grinned teasingly. "You wouldn't look good with curvy hips," she said as they walked into the early evening air, "Leave those to me."

"Oh honey," he stopped her in front of his Jeep, grabbing at her hips firmly with both hands, "I think they would look GREAT on me."

Sam looked up at him then down at the way his hands gripped her hips. All she could do was bite her lip.

"Exactly," he smirked, leaning down and biting her lip from between her teeth. He opened up the car door for her and let her hips go so she could get in the car.

Sam climbed in, making a soft noise as she buckled herself in. Her brain was working overtime and all she could do was watch him as he got into the car.

He licked his lips. The tension in the car was real, he didn't even need to look at her as he backed out of the driveway. He had her right where he wanted her.