AJ wasn't ready for marriage. He wanted nothing to do with commitment of any kind.

Until JennaLee came along...

**TEASER**

"I'm a secretary at a law firm. What about you?"

'What about me? Do I'll tell her I'm a Backstreet Boy?' he asked himself, staring down at the grass in his hands. Mentioning his job could have two totally different effects on a person. They would either shy away or insist on becoming his new best friend to reap the benefits of his luxuries. "I work in the music business." he finally answered, before eagerly changing the subject. "So, I'm judging from your accent your not around here. Am I right?"

"Yup." she said, her smile brightening. Had he not been sitting down, AJ probably would have fallen over because the smile turned his legs to Jell-o. "I'm from New Orleans. We moved here when I turned 16. My dad got transferred. Are you from here?"

"I was born in West Palm and then we moved to Kissimee and then here." AJ informed her, pushing his hat up farther on his face. "So what are you doing this weekend? Hanging out with your boyfriend?" He figured he might as well just cut to the chase. Maybe that would get rid of the goddamn butterflies.

JennaLee rolled her eyes and laughed through her nose. "Pretty slick line there Alex." she teased him, cocking an eyebrow. She had been fed enough lines to know when she was being hit on. Not that she was complaining this time.

"I've got a few more in reserve. And maybe if you don't have a boyfriend, you'll find 'em out."

"OH...well in THAT case - I don't have a boyfriend." she assured him. She hadn't had one in a long time. She hadn't WANTED one in a long time.

"So then? You wanna go out? Say Saturday night?"