Free Always Rayne (The ALWAYS SOMETIMES NEVER Rock Star Romance Series) by Sierra Avalon Page B

room.”
    Brad raises an eyebrow. “Did you check Leo and Xander’s room?”
    “They’re with Raven. Just the three of them.” I still can’t get used to the way that sounds.
    “Then he probably went for a drive. He loves to drive. He says it helps him think.”
    “Where would he get a car?”
    Brad laughs but I’m not sure why. We’ve been flying everywhere.
    “He lives here.”
    “In Phoenix?”
    Brad nods.
    “Seriously?”
    “He grew up here. They all did. Him, Leo, Xander and Raven. He has a love/hate relationship with the place.”
    “What kind of car is it?”
    “A 1969 Mustang Boss 429.”
    I can feel my jaw drop. It’s the car my dad always wanted. It’s his dream car. It’s also worth several hundred thousand dollars.
    “I’m sure he didn’t get very far with…” Brad checks his notebook. “Crystal Collins.”
    “You write down all the women he’s with?”
    “I don’t just write them down. We’ve got contracts. They sign non-disclosure agreements. You name it; I’ve got it on file.”
    “Wow.” It makes me wonder what kind of file they’re keeping on me. But then again Nic and I aren’t exchanging bodily fluid.
    Yet.
    Will we? The way Raven talked she made it seem inevitable. Nic always gets what he wants and apparently he wants me.
    “Check the parking garage,” Brad suggests. “I doubt they got very far.”
    The parking garage is dark and quiet. It’s early afternoon so it’s fairly empty. All the early morning guests have already checked out and the new arrivals won’t be here until closer to check-in time this afternoon.
    It’s not easy to miss the perfectly restored Candy Apple Red Mu stang. It’s almost shining like a beacon in the dimly lit garage. I march over to the car and try to peek inside. The windows are tinted so I can’t see much so I pound on the side window of the car.
    I can hea r laughter coming from the backseat. A woman’s voice. Nic is definitely not alone.
    A few seconds later the passenger window goes down and I peek my head into the car. Nic is in the backseat with a girl who looks barely old enough to be legal. I can feel my stomach churn at the thought of what the two of them were doing back there. Although it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure it out. Nic is zipping his fly and the girl is wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
    Does Nic think he’s in high school; getting a blowjob in the backseat of his car? It makes me sick to think about it. But I’m not sure why I even care.
    “Thanks, Crystal,” Nic says. The girl looks up at me with wide eyes like she’s trying to figure out what I’m doing standing there.
    “I need to talk to Nic. It’s business.”
    The girl nods but she still looks stunned. I’m not sure what she expected. It’s not like he’s going to take her out to dinner and a movie.
    She hops out of the backseat and straightens what little clothes she’s wearing. She’s definitely not leaving a lot to the imagination in that outfit. She’s a pretty girl, long blonde hair and lovely blue eyes. Makes me wonder what she was thinking getting into the backseat with Nic. Does someone just wake up in the morning and decide they’re going to give Nic Rayne a hummer in the backseat of his car?
    Nic hops out of the car. “Don’t forget to talk to Brad about tickets to the show. Front row. You can bring whoever you want.”
    The girl smiles and heads back into the hotel.
    When Nic looks over at me his expression is neutral. I wish I knew what he was thinking but he rarely wears his feelings on his face. Not like me who seems to show every emotion I’m feeling.
    “We need to talk about the story. That’s what I’m here for, isn’t it?” I know I sound a little nasty but I don’t care. I know he’s a single guy and he obviously has an enormous sexual appetite , but I guess I’m still a little disappointed in his behavior. And maybe just a little jealous, although I hate myself for that. 
    Nic just