(this is still Sara's POV)
The next morning, I woke up alone. I smiled to myself. I had had the best dream ever. I had made love to AJ McLean of the Backstreet Boys. It was so vivid, I could almost swear it was real. I'd had the dream before, but never like that. I rolled out of bed and threw on a robe and headed out into the kitchen. There, standing in front of the coffeepot, in his flannel, plaid boxers was AJ McLean. It wasn't a dream, or I was still dreaming. I pinched myself, just to make sure. It hurt and I was still standing there, so I wasn't dreaming. AJ and I had had sex the night before! "Oh my God," I whispered to myself.
"Good morning, sunshine," Alex said greeting me with a smile and a cup of coffee.
"Did we...um...you know...kinda..." I stuttered, trying to find the right words.
"Have sex?" he finished for me.
I nodded and he nodded back at me. It suddenly hit me that I had slept with Alexander James McLean of the Backstreet Boys and it had been absolutely amazing. I remembered the contract that we had signed, agreeing that we wouldn't tell a soul. "Okay. And you expect me not to tell anyone that I slept with a Backstreet Boy? Are you nuts?"
"That's what I'm told, I'm nuts. But no, you can't tell a soul."
"But it was so good," I whined.
"You want more?" he asked calmly.
"I don't think I could take anymore of you," I told him. "Maybe another time. There will be other times, won't there?"
"Definitely. Was it special enough for you? I mean, I didn't want your first time not to be memorable."
"Of course it was memorable. How many girls can say they lost their virginity to one of the Backstreet Boys?"
Alex looked down at his hands. "Well, um..." I stared at him with my mouth open. "I'm kidding. How are you feeling?"
"Not bad. A little sore, but not bad," I said. "I think it's more from the game yesterday than anything else."
"Oh, I don't think so," Alex said. Just then his cell phone rang. It was sitting on the dining room table, along with the contract. Alex picked it up. "AJ speaking," he said.
Because it was a cell phone, I could hear both sides of the conversation. "Hey Age," Brian said. "Where you at? You didn't come back to the hotel last night."
"Uh...well..."
"You're with that girl we met yesterday. What was her name? Sara?"
"No I'm not," Alex said, unconvincingly.
"Yes you are. Where else would you be? You spent the night there didn't you?"
"No, I didn't."
"You lie. It's not becoming of you AJ. It's okay. I'm not saying you slept with her or anything." There was a pause on Brian's end. "Did you?" he asked.
"No. I do not sleep with girls on the first date."
"Oh, that's a new one, but okay, if you say so. You two up for some breakfast? We're all heading over to...uh...Denny's. It's right outside. You wanna meet us there?"
"Sure, we'll be there in a bit. See ya later, Rok," Alex said.
"Bye Bone." Alex hit the end button on the phone and then turned back towards me.
"You wanna go out to breakfast with us?" he asked.
"You mean be around other people after last night? I think they'll know."
"Nah, it'll be okay. Come on, let's go get dressed." We walked hand in hand down the hall to my bedroom. I went digging through my closet for something to wear, while Alex picked up his clothes. When I came out a few moments later, Alex already had his black tank top and Hawaiian shirt on. He was just stepping into his pants when he noticed me. With him watching my every move, I very carefully stepped out of my robe and into a sundress. It was navy blue with light blue Hawaiian flowers on it. The skirt flared a bit, but not much. I then turned around towards the mirror in my bedroom and pulled out my brush. I brushed my long dark brown hair and then pulled it back into a ponytail. In the mirror, I saw Alex finish dressing and come up behind me. He slid his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder. "I could learn to like this," he said. I glanced at him and smiled.
Alex slid his hands down the sides of my body and beneath my skirt. "What are you doing?" I asked.
"I thought we could..."
"But we'll be late," I protested.
"So we tell them we got lost."
"But I live here." Alex lowered me to the ground.
"So we make up some other excuse." He slid his finger inside of me and I gasped. "Don't worry, the guys won't even question it. What's my name?" he whispered in my ear.
"Alex," I whispered.
"I can't hear you."
"Alex," I said a little louder.
"What was that?"
"Oh God Alex, don't stop," I called out, felling my muscles begin to tense.
"Oh, I'm not going to," he said. He leaned over and kissed me. "Any time you want me, you just let me know."
"I love you, Alex," I said.
"No you don't. You just love the way you feel right now."
I looked at him. "You're right, you know." He got up from the floor and pulled me to my feet. I left my apartment with a smile on my face and Alex on my arm. Alex and I did arrive a little late to breakfast; the guys had already ordered. Of course they teased him why we had been late. I could only blush. I kept very quiet all through the meal. My mind kept racing to what was happening inside of me. I was falling in love with Alex and I had just met him. I knew it was true, but he didn't believe me.
Alex and I spent the next two days together. Granted I did have to go to school on Monday, but I knew he would come back later in the day and would end up spending the night with me. On Tuesday, I went to school, but met up with Alex that evening so I could take him with me to colorguard practice. The colorguard was supposed to be working on a routine to "The One," but they were about to find out that they would never get to do it.