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

whispers, “Stay with me,” as he pushes through the crowd and shuttles me toward the backstage area.
    The scene backstage is a little different than San Diego. The girls seem to be a bit brasher and a bit more forward with their advances toward the band members. I guess there’s no being subtle in Los Angeles.
    As soon as Nic sees me he makes his way over to the spot where Brad placed me before he excused himself to run some errands for Leo and Xander.
    “What did you think?” he asks.
    “About what?”
    He grins. “The show.”
    “Pretty much the same as I thought in San Diego. It’s really not my type of music. And it’s definitely not my crowd.”
    Nic eyes the outfit I’m wearing. It’s a black mini-shirt and little tan V-neck crop top that shows a little more cleavage and stomach than I’m used to. I try to pull the top down to hide the skin that’s showing but it’s fruitless because the garment is so tight.
    “You look like you fit in just fine.”
    “Are you saying I look like one of your groupies?”
    “We don’t actually have groupies but, no, I would never say that about you.”
    “You don’t have groupies?” I give him a dubious look and point to the horde of blondes who are now glaring at me. “Who are they?”
    Nic laughs. “By definition, a groupie is someone who follows a band and has sex with its members on multiple occasions. We don’t ever have sex with fans more than once.”
    I can’t help but look disgusted. “Good to know. Do you want that in the story or is that just for my own information?”
    “That’s for your information, Shakes. But I don’t think it’s a well-kept secret either. I’m always upfront with the girls I fuck.”
    “You’re going to keep calling me that, aren’t you?”
    He grins. “Haven’t you ever had a nickname before?”
    “Do I look like someone who has had a nickname?”
    “You do now.”
    “Great.”
    I glance over at the group of blondes who are obviously waiting for us to finish our conversation.  “Well it looks like you’ve got a lot to choose from tonight.”
    I motion over toward the group of blondes who are still eyeing us. I’m not sure why they look so jealous. I have no intention of being intimate with Nic. I’m sure he’ll end up with one or more of them this evening.
    I give a big, fake yawn. “Well, I’m getting really tired and I think I’ve seen all I need to see for the evening. So if you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll go to bed.”
    “So early? The party is just getting started.”
    “For you maybe. But I’m not really a party girl.”
    He nods and then just looks at me for a few seconds. When our eyes meet, I can feel a shiver run through my body.
    “You’re not like anyone I’ve ever met before.”
    I can’t tell from his tone whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing. Or maybe it’s neither, or both.
    “I’ve never met anyone like you before either,” I fire back.
    He laughs. “Tell me something about you that I don’t know.”
    “That’s a weird question.”
    “That’s not something about you. And it’s not a weird question.”
    “I can’t stand sports. I was always the last one picked for every team in gym class. I would rather have my fingernails pulled out one by one than be forced to play volleyball.”
    Nic grins. “That’s something I could easily deduce. Tell me something you’ve never told anyone else before.”
    “Why would I do that?”
    “Because I asked. And because you know you want to tell me.”
    I’m not sure why but he’s right. I sort of do want to tell him. I think about it for a few moments and then say, “Okay. Here’s something I’ve never told anyone. Not my parents. Not even my best friend.”
    He raises an eyebrow. “Don’t keep me in suspense.”
    “I never finished reading To Kill a Mockingbird . I got about a third of the way into the book and just quit. I’m not even sure why. But it’s the only book Harper Lee ever published and I didn’t