"Here? Are you sure? What if we--," his lips crashed into her supple pink ones in a full on passionate kiss. He needed a release. Taking his strong hands, he slid them up her barely covered thighs causing a moan to slide from her lips.

"You like that," his voice was raspy, sexy, and full of lust as he whispered. The woman he was hypnotizing just nodded in response.

Justin continued to work her body in ways she never thought he could. The two had engaged in sex numerous times before but something was different this time. Maybe it was because they were in the back of his SUV in the middle of a crowded parking lot at Johnny's Christmas party. Who knows but something clearly was different.

No matter how hard he tried Justin could not shake his thoughts of Serrica. He knew she would attend the party and that thought alone ate him alive. He knew she would be there dressed to kill probably in a red tight form fitting dress. He groaned at the thought of seeing her dolled up as she always is. His groan caused the woman under him to giggle sending Justin crashing back into reality.

"Ms. Green you look absolutely breathtaking tonight," Johnny smiled extending his arm to walk her into the party.

"Thank you," Serrica smiled back feeling her stomach churn.

Once inside the party Serrica made her rounds talking to all her acquaintances but trying her best to avoid all the members of Nsync. So far so good but her body soon grew tired. She needed to take a seat quickly in fear that she might fall out on the floor.

Finding a dimly lit table in the far-left corner of the room Serrica took a seat, patting her damp forehead with some Kleenex. Everyone around her appeared content with life and here she sat completely miserable. Her stomach churned once more informing her she needed to find a bathroom promptly. Serrica dashed for the ladies room.

"Well, well look who finally decided to get out of the car and join the party," Joey wiggled his eyebrows," what were you two doing?" Everyone including Michelle laughed but Justin grumbled a few incoherent words with a chuckle.

"I need to get a drink," he said running a hand across his saddened face.

Justin left the group just in time to see Serrica rush the ladies room. He became worried and hurriedly followed her. Pressing his ear against the cold wooden door, he faintly heard her dry heaving. Slowly he pushed the door open.

"Sara are you okay," he questioned as he stepped farther into the lavish room. She didn't reply.

"Sara," he called again. "I know you're in here and I know--"

"Why the hell do you care? Shouldn't you be tending to your slut," she snapped from behind a stall.

"Serrica," Justin sighed," I'm just trying to help you. You looked sick and you sound terrible."

"Well, yeah, what did you expect," she whispered. "You don't love me Justin. You never did, so don't sit there and pretend like you care now."

"That's bullshit Sara," Justin pounded his fist against the cool marble stall. "You're the one that left me."

Hugging the black porcelain Serrica reserved her lunch from earlier today. The light suddenly brightened as a faint feeling took over her body. She slowly slipped from the conscious world.

"Sara?" Justin spoke softly. When he heard no sound from inside the cubicle his heartbeat quickened.

"Oh God," he yelled when he pushed open the door. That was not Serrica. It could not be her.

Chapter 5