Free Sometimes Brooke (The ALWAYS SOMETIMES NEVER Rock Star Romance Series Book 2) by Sierra Avalon

someone like me: an addict with more baggage than a freighter.
    He doesn’t bother to respond. He just continues to hold me in his strong arms. Leo’s got the tough guy routine down to a science, but he’s really a big softy with a gigantic heart. One that I really don’t want to break.
    When I realize he’s really not going to let me go anytime soon I settle into his embrace and decide just to enjoy the moment.
    I allow Leo Donovan to hold me for a while.
    ***
    “Turn it off,” I mutter as I swat at whatever the bright thing is that’s shining in my eyes.
    Then I hear Leo’s laugh. It takes me a few seconds to remember that I feel asleep in Leo’s bed. Wrapped in his arms. After the best night of sex in my entire life.
    “It’s the sun,” he says as he hops out of bed. “I can’t shut it off.”
    “Just make it go away,” I grumble.
    When he closes the shade I breathe a sigh of relief. “Thank you.”
    “Anything for my Wild Child.”
    That stops me cold. I realize he calls me Wild Child, which I can tolerate even though it’s not a moniker I actually approved, but calling me his is not the direction I want to head. “It was just a fuck,” I remind him.
    “Right. I know.”
    We stare at each other for a long moment. “What are your plans for today?”
    “Harper has a pile of work for me. I think she’s been saving work up for weeks just waiting for me to get out of rehab.”
    “After that?” he asks.
    I shrug. “I don’t generally plan things. Whatever. I don’t know.”
    “Do you want to move your stuff in here?”
    I frown. “No. I’m not moving in with you. I have my own room. And I told you it was just a fuck. Please don’t make me sound like a broken record.”
    He nods, but I can see in his eyes he’s not even close to being done with it. Leo is definitely one of the most persistent people on the planet.
    “I need to take things one day at a time,” I remind him.
    “I know.”
    “Good. I’m going to get a shower.”
    Leo watches me as I rise from the bed. He looks like a puppy dog, with his wide eyes. “What do you want, Leo?”
    “Can I get in the shower with you?”
    The idea of taking a shower with Leo is extremely appealing, but I know it’s also dangerous territory. I’m giving him what he wants again. And if I keep doing that before long we’ll be sharing a room.
    But when our eyes meet I can tell I’m not going to win. He looks like a little boy who just skinned his knee and might break down in tears at any moment if he doesn’t get his way.
    “Fine. But just this once. We’re not going to make it a habit.”
    “I know,” he agrees. “Just once. It’s no big thing.”
    He follows me into the bathroom and doesn’t take his eyes off of me as I turn on the shower.
    As we wait for the water to heat he gently runs a finger along the length of my spine. It sends a wave of pure pleasure through me. How is it that Leo knows exactly what to do to get me extremely turned on? It’s like we’re connected on some level that neither of us is consciously aware of.
    Or maybe it’s just me who’s unconscious. That wouldn’t be much of a surprise. Most of the time I feel like I’m sleepwalking through life.
    Except when I’m with Leo. He activates all of my senses.
    As he steps into the shower he grabs my hand and pulls me in with him. When I glance down I can see he’s already rock hard and I get wet just thinking about having him inside of me again.
    He doesn’t waste any time pushing me against the wall of the shower and sliding inside of me. He’s so slick from his own desire as well as the shower water streaming down his body. He glides in and out of me with ease.
    Last night Leo fucked me like an animal, hard and rough. Now his strokes are long and easy, more sensual and tender, but equally erotic.
    I let out as low moan as he fills me so utterly and completely.
    “Do you have any idea what you do to me, Wild Child,” he whispers as he sinks into me even