The Rockers' Babies (The Rocker... Series) by Terri Anne Browning Read Free Book Online Page B

sleeping on the bench,” Linc told her as he tossed an
    arm causally over Natalie’s shoulders.
    Muttering a curse, I fell in behind everyone else, keeping my eyes glued to Dallas’s back as we walked
    toward the next haunted house.
    Jesse bumped his shoulder against mine. “When d’you got to get back to New York?”
    I shrugged. “My plane leaves Tuesday, but I might leave sooner than that.” Like on the same plane as
    Dallas when she goes back Monday morning. Or later, if I could talk her into checking out my apartment in
    LA. Yeah, I liked that idea a lot better than having to get up piss-ass early the day after Shane’s wedding.
    “I freaking hate that you and Drake are on the East Coast for Christmas. No one gets to travel this year.”
    He grimaced. “Layla says it is okay, but I know that she’s going to be upset Christmas morning.”
    I didn’t have to spend Christmas in New York. Normally I spent it at Emmie and Nik’s house, sleeping
    over and opening presents with everyone else when the others arrived. Or if they all went to New York we
    all went to Drake and Lana’s apartment for Christmas dinner and presents. The first year I spent with them
    had been the first year I had really enjoyed Christmas in my entire life. Gods knew that I hadn’t enjoyed it as a kid. My parents hadn’t let me enjoy it like I was sure all the other kids got to enjoy the holiday. Waking up, excited to open presents…
    I shook my head, dispelling the troubling memories of my parents. They didn’t cross my mind often,
    but lately they had been there more and more. Ever since they sent that fucking letter.
    “It was cool of you to tell Drake you were going to stay in New York with him and Lana and the baby.
    Thanks, man.” Jesse lifted his hand and we bumped fists.
    “We’re family, man.” They were all the family I had—all that I wanted. I was closer to the Demons than
    I was my own band. I loved Liam, Wroth, Zander, and Devlin. But I was the outcast with them. We had all
    grown up in roughly the same community, but I had been the preppy with the rich, butter-won’t-melt-in-
    my-mouth family while they had been middle class or lower. If their lead singer for their band hadn’t
    broken his leg in a water skiing accident, I never would have been a part of OtherWorld.
    We stepped into the Front of Line Pass line and Shane turned to us. “If I throw up, don’t let Harper
    see.”
    Jesse and I both snickered. “Yeah, man. We’ll cover your ass.”
    We were halfway through the haunted house when I realized that Dallas wasn’t in front of me any
    longer. My heart lifted into my throat and I turned around, nearly knocking over the two college kids
    behind me. “Dallas?” I called her name, pushing against the next group.
    “Dallas!” I couldn’t see her anywhere.
    Someone in black jeans and a black T-shirt, who was hidden in a corner to make sure everyone didn’t
    cause trouble, came out and grabbed my arm. I shrugged the skinny man’s arm off. What the fuck was he
    going to do to me anyway? My left leg probably weighed more than him. “Sir, is there a problem?”
    “My girlfriend. She was with our group but I can’t find her,” I told him over my shoulder as I kept
    walking, my eyes searching almost frantically for her. I didn’t know why, but I knew something was
    wrong. My stomach was in knots, my heart pounding. Strobe lights were flashing all around and actors
    were stepping out to scare whoever walked past.
    Then I heard it and my heart actually stopped.
    Dallas’s scream.
    “Dallas!” I bellowed her name, and pushed some bulky-looking guy on the ground as I tried to get into
    the next room. The scream came again and I knew if I didn’t find her in the next few seconds I was going
    to throw up.
    A clown holding a bloody hatchet popped out of a closet as I entered the room. Her scream cracked
    open my soul and I nearly fell to my knees in relief when I spotted her. But her face was a mask of