Part 2 (2/2)

”Because you're being a douche.”

I frown. ”How?”

”You just are.”

”I agree,” Raven pipes in. She's lying in bed between me and Xander.

The three of us sleep together most of the time. Even when we're not f.u.c.king Raven we still all end up in bed together. I think after so many years of being together we're just used to it.

I haven't f.u.c.ked Raven since the Wild Child marched back into my life. I can't even remember the last time I f.u.c.ked anyone, which could be a record for me. We've been too busy working on our new alb.u.m and it's not like there's a lot of wool to pull in Scottsdale. I'm not into forty-year-olds with fake t.i.ts.

I just can't get the Wild Child out of my head. Brooke Rhodes is all I think about. And it's not just about banging her, although I think about that a lot. She's just so real. She doesn't take any s.h.i.+t from me and she gives it right back. The girls I usually f.u.c.k never do that. They're too star-struck to say anything but what they think I want to hear. The night we were together Brooke and I actually talked. And she really listened to what I said. She took me seriously. That was a first. Raven and Xander don't even do that.

”We'd better get up,” Xander suggests. ”Nic's got us on a tight schedule and he wants to get a lot of work done on the alb.u.m today.”

”It's Sunday,” Raven moans as she wipes sleep from her eyes.

”You can stay in bed,” Xander tells her. ”You don't have to get up.”

Even though she has no musical talent whatsoever Raven's been with the band since we were in high school. She's extremely talented in the sack and has always been very willing to give us everything we want whenever we want it. And she doesn't care if we f.u.c.k other girls as long as they're a one-and-done deal. That's never been a problem until the Wild Child came along. With most chicks one dive into the kiddie pool is more than enough. Brooke is more like an ocean that I haven't even begun to explore.

Raven gets out of bed anyway, like she always does. Where Xander and I go, she goes. It's always been that way.

”I'll hop in the shower first,” I announce as I head toward our bathroom. A small part of me expects Raven to follow, but she's been acting weird and distant since Brooke showed up.

When she doesn't make a move I realize I'm going to be showering solo. At least it'll be a quick one.

After I shampoo and begin to wash the rest of my body I tug on my d.i.c.k a few times and bring it to life. When I jerk off in the shower I usually think about some super model or p.o.r.n star I'd like to bang, but today my mind moves right to the Wild Child. I want to be inside of her again so bad it hurts. My d.i.c.k gets rock hard just imagining her on top of me. She's one cowgirl who knows how to ride a stallion.

It takes just a few quick strokes for me to explode and I quickly wash away the j.i.z.z. As I towel off I glance at myself in the mirror. The bad part about being in a well-known rock band is that I never know if a girl wants me or wants the guitar player for Always Rayne. I know I'm not as good looking as Nic. No secret there. I don't think I'm as good looking as Xander either. So I always wonder if the girls who f.u.c.k me really want to f.u.c.k me. If I was just some dude on the street, like some guy who worked at the meat counter at the grocery store or some dude who dug ditches for a living, would girls even give me a second look?

It's not that I don't love it when girls spread their legs for me, but I have noticed over the years that the more famous Always Rayne got, the more chicks I could score. And not just concert s.k.a.n.ks and fangirls. When we started selling out stadiums I got my choice of Grade ”A” Prime. Models, actresses and p.o.r.n stars actually started lining up to spend the night with the guitar player in Always Rayne.

But I wonder how many of them actually even knew my name.

As I exit the bathroom I'm caught off guard when Raven and Xander enter the bathroom after me.

Hand in hand.

Since when does Raven take a shower with Xander but not with me?

”What's going on with the three of you?” Rayne asks as I enter the studio. He converted half of his guest house into a small production studio for us to work in when we're not on the road.

I shrug. ”If you figure it out would you mind filling me in?”

Rayne runs a hand through his disheveled hair. We haven't made as much progress on the alb.u.m as he expected and I know we're way behind schedule. As cool as he normally likes to play things I can tell the stress is getting to him.

”Hit it and quit it,” he says.

”Yea, I know. One and done. So what's your point?”

”Brooke Rhodes?” He stares at me for a long moment.

”What about her?” I try to play it cool, but my frigging d.i.c.k twitches when I hear her name.

”Is she going to be a problem?”

I shake my head. ”Not at all.”

When he looks into my eyes I wonder if he can see that I'm lying. He's not only the smartest guy I've ever known, he knows people. And he's known me my whole life. We've always been more like brothers than cousins.

”We said we'd never lie to each other.” He looks at me obviously waiting for me to fess up.

I swallow hard. ”She's a big problem,” I admit. ”The biggest.”

He raises an eyebrow. ”There's a reason they call it a one night stand. Get in, get out, and get over it. You know the drill.”

”I can't get over it.”

”I know she's Harper's best friend, but the girl's got serious problems, Dude. Relations.h.i.+ps are hard enough without the baggage.”

”I've got issues too,” I remind him. ”Brooke's not the only one who's tried the twelve steps. I've walked that path a few times myself.”

Even though he nods, I can still see the doubt in his eyes. ”You were only with her once, man.”

I can't help but laugh. ”One time with Brooke was all it took. She rocked my world.”

”She doesn't seem too excited about a repeat performance.”

I think about how her body responded to mine when we were in the courtyard. As I moved in close she began to tremble. And when she finally looked at me I could see pure desire in her beautiful brown eyes. We both knew she was lying when she said she didn't want me.

”She's scared,” I state matter-of-factly.

”Maybe you should be too,” he replies.

”Nothing scares me.”

Now Rayne is the one who laughs. ”Just wait. If you realize she's the one you'll be scared s.h.i.+tless all of the time.”

I put my hand over my heart. Or at least where I think my heart is anyway. ”Nic Rayne admits to being scared. Say it isn't so.”

His eyes turn dark. ”Harper scares the f.u.c.k out of me. I'm scared I'll do something wrong and disappoint her. I'm scared that one day she'll wake up and realize what a s.h.i.+t I really am and she'll leave me. I'm scared she'll realize she's way too good for me and find someone better.”

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