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away. A pleasured groan left my mouth as I stepped into my nice, cool house. The TV was on and I could hear that some type of video game was being played. “Whew!” I yelled as I kicked off my shoes. “It is hot out there. I’m so glad to be…” I trailed off as I stepped into the living room.
    All four guys were sitting around the TV, including Lucas. His hair was perfectly styled, and he was wearing a tight, white t-shirt, jeans, and no shoes. Noticing me, he smiled. Embarrassingly, I released a mirthful sigh and let my body sag, becoming completely lost in his gaze.
    “You just get done working out or something?”
    I shook myself out of it and turned to Wally. “What?” I asked.
    “You. Working out? You look all sweaty.”
    “Oh.” I’d forgotten about that. Here I was thinking that Lucas was the most beautiful man to walk the face of the earth and I most likely looked like a cavewoman. Awesome. “My air conditioner is still out. Know any place I can get it fixed?”
    “I’ll take a look at it tomorrow,” Ian said, not taking his eyes of the TV. “Would do it tonight, but we’re playing at the bar in a bit.”
    “You gonna come?” Charles asked.
    Eh… I wanted to see them perform, but not right now. I felt gross, in desperate need of a shower, could think of nothing to wear, needed to unpack some boxes, and I probably should call my dad. “Maybe next time. I’ve got too much to do,” I said, making my way towards the stairs.
    I glanced over my shoulder as I passed Lucas. His head was turned in my direction as he rubbed his neck, his eyes firmly planted on my backside. Immediately, my face heated and I sped up. As embarrassed as I felt that he was checking me out, I still couldn’t stop the grin from spreading across my face as I made it to my room. Hell, I may have even giggled.
     
    After they left, I took a dip in the pool, showered, and called my dad. He didn’t have much time to talk to me but was pleased that everything had worked out so far. By the time I went to sleep, the guys were still gone.
    Girly giggles echoing down the hallway roused me from sleep around 3 a.m. I heard Wally laugh with the mystery girl. As they crept to his room, he loudly shushed her. Moments later I had to endure more, uh, noises. I would have preferred the giggles.
    I wondered if Lucas had brought home a girl, too. He most likely had. They were all single, all bachelors, all attractive, and all in a band. Everybody was probably enjoying some sexy time tonight. Even Charles. However, if he was, his girl was being much more discreet than the screamer in Wally’s room.
    Jealousy and curiosity got the better of me and I crept to the window at the front of my room. I peeked out of the blinds and looked to Lucas’ house. All the lights were out. No strange cars were in the driveway, but that didn’t mean anything. I doubt he was alone. Huffing, I got back in bed, pressing the pillow over my ears as I tried to go back to sleep.
    The next day, Ian looked at my car. He came over in nice jeans and a polo. His blonde hair was styled as if he was about to take a walk on a runway, not work on my air conditioning. The man hardly spoke and when he did, his voice was quiet and he never looked directly at me. I had to lean into him just to hear what he was saying. As soon as he was finished, he came into the kitchen and washed his hands. And I mean really washed his hands. He scrubbed and scrubbed, steadily talking the entire time, but the sound of the running water drowned out his quiet voice. All I understood was ‘Order part… Thursday.’
    “So, Thursday? You can fix it then?” He nodded. “Alright, thanks.” He stared at me a moment, walked to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water, and then walked out the door. Hmm… Ian was strange.
    By the time Thursday rolled around, I’d made plans to go out with Nicole and Lacey for lunch. Since Ian hadn’t been by to tell me that the part had come in, I suffered the heat