Ashton laughed.

"You are beautiful. And, my mom taught me to dance when I was a little boy." His eyes went distant for a moment as he remembered his mother placing him on her feet and twirling around in circles. He had thought she was a magical gypsy at the time, but now he knew better.

"You're not such a bad dancer yourself." Ashton smiled.

Faye watched him for a moment noting the far away look on his face, there was obvioulsy something there, but she didnt want to push it, after all her past wasnt all roses.

"Thanks, kinda going with the flow though"SHe said laughing, she had no idea what she was doing and she just hoped she didnt stand on his feet.

Ashton snapped out of his flashback, and stared into Faye's eyes. They were beautiful, and Ashton couldn't help but get lost in them.

"Is your brother going to kill me for dancing with you?" Ashton whispered in Faye's ear. He chuckled.

Faye let out a breath as he caught her gaze, he had such intense deep eyes it didnt matter how much she tried to look away she just couldnt, he bent his mouth closer to her ear, whispering softly into it, wondering if Leon would kill him. She shivered as his breath tickled the hairs on her neck.

"Lee's preety cool, and your hands arent any where he would think in appropritate"She laughed looking back up at him trying to hide that god damn blush.

Ashton smiled. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Faye's cheek. She was so beautiful that he just couldn't help himself. The climax of the song came, and he twirled Faye out, and when she came back in, he dipped her. His eyes were alive with excitement.

Faye felt excitment dance through her at the simple touch of his lips agasint her cheek, it had been so long since a guy had treated her so well. SHe couldnt help but chuckle when he spun her and then dipped her, her hand curled around his neck, fingers playing in the hair at the nape of his neck. She smiled up at him, she was so out of chartor and she actually liked it, she licked her lips, her gaze wondering from his eyes down to his lips and then back again.

Ashton pulled her back in, and then bent down to her ear.

"Will your brother kill me if I kiss you?" The statement ran true through his lips, and it sent shivers down his own spine. He felt airy and light, but this might have been because he had already downed four beers. But, he was so used to alcohol that it couldn't have possibly affected him. Maybe it was just how much fun he was having with Faye.

Faye licked her lips as she tremblled under his touch, everything around her vanished for that moment, she swallowed thickly as she looked into his eyes, she pulled her lower lip between her teeth and nibbled gently.

"No"She replied softly, because she knew it was the truth, Leon had only ever wanted her to be happy, and even if it was the spur of the moment, she was deffiently happy at this moment in the arms of a virtual stranger.

"Will you kill me if I kiss you?" Ashton asked. His lips hovered inches--no, centimeters, from hers. By now, they had stopped dancing, and were just standing in the middle of the floor. He smiled and breathed in. She had a sweet aroma about her, and it was like a drug for Ashton.

Faye's breath hitched in her throat, he was so close, she tilted her head, and simple shook it not trusting herself to speak, her fingers were still in his hair and her eyes drifted closed he smelt just as appealing as he looked, she should have deffiently come to LA sooner she thought.

With a gentleness that most men wouldn't be able to offer, Ashton finished the few centimeters left between them and pressed his lips to hers. He wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her closer. He didn't want to go to far with someone he had just met, so he released her. He hovered inches from her, though, willing her to kiss him again.

Faye sighed as his lips met hers, her body connecting with his chest softly, it was a soft tender first kiss, somethig which she didnt want to end, her eyes fluttered open as he moved away, she trailed her fingers through the hair on the nape of his neck and closed the distance once more.

Ashton's heart fluttered when Faye kissed him again. He smiled with his lips against hers.

"If I had known you would have been here, I would have come to LA sooner." He chuckled and released the embrace, but draped his arm over her shoulders, pulling her in close.

Faye bit her lip smiling up at him, her heart flutterd wildly in her chest, she let out a breath and turend her gaze to him.

"If your planning on sticking around my brother might actually like you, because i might just stay around"

Ashton chuckled and led Faye back to where they were sitting. He sat down and ordered another two beers.

"I'd like to meet your brother. He seems--intriguing." Ashton smiled.

Faye laughed nodding her head "Yea you could say that"She shrugged her shoulders, her brother intriguing, now there was one word to describe him.

"Wel hes ment to be meeting me here so we can go look for a house, but hes late as normal"

Ashton nodded and handed Faye her beer. He took a sip of his own and looked around. A country song was on, and he tapped his tennis shoe to the beat.

"So you haven't lived here long? Or are you just upgrading from an apartment to a house?" Ashton asked, hoping he wasn't breaking any barriers again.

Faye smiled over at him, shaking her head "Na i actually live in Miami, but Leon lives here so i came to vist, planning on staying for a while"

Leon growled to himself as he slammed the door to his skyline closed, he was late, he was ment to meet his sister a while ago, and his stupid phone had died so he couldnt let her know, he just hoped there wasnt some creepy guy hitting on her, the bar wasnt one of the best in town.

He walked quickly to the door pushing it open, he stopped half way seeing his little sister sat at the bar with a drink to her mouth laughing at something a punk ass kid had said to her, he bit his lip, she looked happy, happy was good. He shook his head, deciding he wouldnt say anything inless the kid gave him any reason to.

"Hey sis sorry im late"He muttered dropping a kiss to the top of her head, he eyed the kid at her side, sizing him up.

"Whos the punk?"

Ashton bit his lip. He wanted to be sarcastic back, but first impressions were vital; at least in Ashton's world they were. Ashton stood. He was as tall as Leon, if not a little more.

"I'm Ashton Quinn. Leon, right?" He held out his hand. His Irish accent thickened, and he cursed himself for it.