Sometimes Brooke (The ALWAYS SOMETIMES NEVER Rock Star Romance Series Book 2) by Sierra Avalon Page A
Authors: Sierra Avalon
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door and it’s locked. I twist it again just to make sure I’m not crazy, but sure enough it’s still locked.
What the fuck?
I find it hard to believe that Xander and Raven went anywhere. Neither one of them is the going out type. They usually have much more fun spending their time in bed.
When I put my ear to the door I can hear their voices. They’re both talking and laughing. Why did they lock the door?
I pound my fist on the door until Xander finally opens it.
“What the fuck, Dude?” I say as I try to move past him.
To my surprise he doesn’t budge.
“Let me in. I want to go to bed.”
It takes me a moment to realize he’s shaking his head.
“Let me in my fucking room.”
“No,” he states, way too calmly.
“What do you mean no ?”
“We thought you’d be staying with Brooke.”
“Well I’m not…”
Xander still doesn’t budge from the doorframe.
“Raven?” I call until I see her peek her head over Xander’s shoulder.
“What’s up?” she asks. She looks flushed and freshly fucked and I’m surprised when I feel a spark of jealousy. It’s not very often that Raven and Xander fuck without me, and they seem to be doing it a lot lately. Ever since Brooke showed up.
“Aren’t you going to let me in?”
Raven’s eyes grow wide in response.
“I’m tired,” I protest. “Let me in.”
Raven gulps before she says, “Not tonight.”
Now I’m the one whose eyes are wide. “What are you talking about?”
“Not tonight,” Xander repeats slower and louder as if I’m some kind of idiot.
“I heard what you said,” I snap. I’m just having trouble believing you said it.
Both Raven and Xander stare at me as if I’m intruding. The three of us have been sleeping together for over a decade and suddenly I’m an intruder. In my own fucking bed.
“Where am I supposed to sleep?”
They both look at the ceiling, the floor, the wall, anywhere but directly at me.
“Forget it,” I turn my back on the two of them before I say something I’ll really regret.
Then I hear the door close without so much as a goodnight.
I know I shouldn’t, but I put my ear to the door and listen for a few seconds. My heart sinks when they start laughing again. Obviously they’re having a great time without me.
As much as I hate to do it I don’t have much of a choice. I make my way to the main house and knock on Rayne and Harper’s bedroom door.
I’m not surprised when Rayne opens the door and he’s in nothing but his boxer briefs. I am surprised when he wipes sleep from his eyes.
“Dude, it’s not even ten thirty.”
“Harper likes to go to sleep early.”
I pantomime a whip and make an exaggerated whipping sound.
He rolls his eyes at me. “I know. I’m whipped.” Then he stares at me for a long moment as if he’s trying to figure out why I’m standing at his bedroom door in the middle of the night.
“I need someplace to sleep.”
His eyes narrow. “You sleep with Xander and Raven.”
“I used to sleep with them. Apparently I don’t anymore.”
He rubs his forehead for a few seconds. “And you’re not sleeping with Brooke.”
“Not yet,” I correct.
“Give me a sec, okay?”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
He shuts to door. A few seconds pass before the door opens again. I’m surprised to see it’s Harper in fuzzy bunny slippers and a gigantic robe that looks about five sizes too big. She looks like she belongs in a cartoon.
“The guest room next to Brooke’s is clean and ready.” She’s much too perky for just waking up. Not that she isn’t too perky most of the time. It just seems to grate on my nerves this late at night.
Or maybe I’m just pissed that everyone has a bed buddy but me.
“Thanks,” I mutter.
“Where’s your stuff?”
I’m not sure why I’m suddenly embarrassed. Not much embarrass me. But I feel like a man without a home.
When she glances down at my empty hands I realize the few belongings I own are still in Xander and
What the fuck?
I find it hard to believe that Xander and Raven went anywhere. Neither one of them is the going out type. They usually have much more fun spending their time in bed.
When I put my ear to the door I can hear their voices. They’re both talking and laughing. Why did they lock the door?
I pound my fist on the door until Xander finally opens it.
“What the fuck, Dude?” I say as I try to move past him.
To my surprise he doesn’t budge.
“Let me in. I want to go to bed.”
It takes me a moment to realize he’s shaking his head.
“Let me in my fucking room.”
“No,” he states, way too calmly.
“What do you mean no ?”
“We thought you’d be staying with Brooke.”
“Well I’m not…”
Xander still doesn’t budge from the doorframe.
“Raven?” I call until I see her peek her head over Xander’s shoulder.
“What’s up?” she asks. She looks flushed and freshly fucked and I’m surprised when I feel a spark of jealousy. It’s not very often that Raven and Xander fuck without me, and they seem to be doing it a lot lately. Ever since Brooke showed up.
“Aren’t you going to let me in?”
Raven’s eyes grow wide in response.
“I’m tired,” I protest. “Let me in.”
Raven gulps before she says, “Not tonight.”
Now I’m the one whose eyes are wide. “What are you talking about?”
“Not tonight,” Xander repeats slower and louder as if I’m some kind of idiot.
“I heard what you said,” I snap. I’m just having trouble believing you said it.
Both Raven and Xander stare at me as if I’m intruding. The three of us have been sleeping together for over a decade and suddenly I’m an intruder. In my own fucking bed.
“Where am I supposed to sleep?”
They both look at the ceiling, the floor, the wall, anywhere but directly at me.
“Forget it,” I turn my back on the two of them before I say something I’ll really regret.
Then I hear the door close without so much as a goodnight.
I know I shouldn’t, but I put my ear to the door and listen for a few seconds. My heart sinks when they start laughing again. Obviously they’re having a great time without me.
As much as I hate to do it I don’t have much of a choice. I make my way to the main house and knock on Rayne and Harper’s bedroom door.
I’m not surprised when Rayne opens the door and he’s in nothing but his boxer briefs. I am surprised when he wipes sleep from his eyes.
“Dude, it’s not even ten thirty.”
“Harper likes to go to sleep early.”
I pantomime a whip and make an exaggerated whipping sound.
He rolls his eyes at me. “I know. I’m whipped.” Then he stares at me for a long moment as if he’s trying to figure out why I’m standing at his bedroom door in the middle of the night.
“I need someplace to sleep.”
His eyes narrow. “You sleep with Xander and Raven.”
“I used to sleep with them. Apparently I don’t anymore.”
He rubs his forehead for a few seconds. “And you’re not sleeping with Brooke.”
“Not yet,” I correct.
“Give me a sec, okay?”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
He shuts to door. A few seconds pass before the door opens again. I’m surprised to see it’s Harper in fuzzy bunny slippers and a gigantic robe that looks about five sizes too big. She looks like she belongs in a cartoon.
“The guest room next to Brooke’s is clean and ready.” She’s much too perky for just waking up. Not that she isn’t too perky most of the time. It just seems to grate on my nerves this late at night.
Or maybe I’m just pissed that everyone has a bed buddy but me.
“Thanks,” I mutter.
“Where’s your stuff?”
I’m not sure why I’m suddenly embarrassed. Not much embarrass me. But I feel like a man without a home.
When she glances down at my empty hands I realize the few belongings I own are still in Xander and
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