Worthy of the Harmony (Mountains & Men Book 2) by R.C. Martin Read Free Book Online Page B

is locked against my chest. She grunts and attempts to push away from me, but I’m stronger than she is. “Next time, you might want to make sure she’s wearing clothes .”
    “Make sure who’s wearing clothes?” Derrick asks as he joins us. He’s in a pair of running shorts and tennis shoes, his iPod strapped to one of his bulky arms. Fresh from a run, he’s still working to catch his breath as he brings his water bottle to his lips.
    “Rose, here, walked in on Sage and Millie doing the dirty,” Maddox is quick to clarify, pointing his chin in our direction.
    Derrick scrunches his face at Rosemary and I can tell he’s trying not to laugh. “Yikes. Bet seeing his naked ass was a bit traumatizing.”
    “Actually, now that you mention it,” she mumbles, still smushed against my side.
    “Whatever. I’m a fucking piece of art. Don’t hate.”
    “Ew! God, Sage, let me go!” She pushes against me again, but I pretend not to notice as I take another bite. “You stink, by the way. I’m surprised she wanted to be anywhere near you.”
    “Rosy, Rosy, Rosy—don’t you know she smelled the same way walking out of here? Scent of the Magic O, baby girl.”
    “Oh, dear god! Get the fuck off, Sage!”
    Derrick and Maddox both laugh as I set her free. I reach over and palm the top of her head, turning her face toward me. “Don’t talk like that,” I teasingly chastise. She just rolls her eyes.
    “You’re gross. Now I feel like I need a shower. I’m getting out of here. But before I go, I have to tell you what I originally came over for.”
    “Shoot.”
    “I met this guy last night.” I frown at her, already not liking where this is going. “Chill out, would you? This isn’t about me, this is about you . Well, Mountains & Men. He plays the bass and he’s looking for a group. I told him I’d put you in touch.”
    “Nice work, sis.”
    “We’re doing auditions Tuesday,” pipes in Derrick. “That is, if we can line up a few more guys.”
    “Guess we better get to it, huh?” asks Maddox, jumping down from the counter.
    “Just need to shower.”
    “Me, too.” I abandon my now empty bowl and grab my sandwich as I begin backing out of the kitchen. “Garage in twenty?” The guys voice their agreement and then I look to Rosy. “You out of here?”
    “Yup. Do your band thing. I’ll catch you later. Oh—and the next time you talk to Millie, will you apologize for me?”
    I offer her a nod and a smile, knowing she’ll probably feel bad about this far longer than Millie or I will remember to care. “I got you, little lady.”
     
     

     
    AFTER SAGE DROPS me at home, I head straight for the shower. With plans to spend the rest of my afternoon catching up on some grading, I know I need to rid myself of the scent of him. I ignore any and all meaning behind the truth that he’s able to distract me even when we’re not together.
    The apartment is quiet and feels a bit empty with just me home, especially after spending the night at Sage’s house. Not that Sarah and I make a habit of frequenting the same room. In the brief time that we’ve been living together, I usually only see her in passing. Her mornings start before the sun and, with Brandon in the picture, she’s gone more times than not. Recently, she’s even stopped coming home to sleep, except for a night here or there. I’m certainly not complaining. What she does with her time is her business. Furthermore, if she’s happy, then she should keep doing whatever it is that she’s doing.
    I suppose, for some women, not all men leave.
    Now, though, with her being out of town, the silence is different. Her parents were in a horrific car accident and she’s gone to care for them. I have no idea when she’ll be back, only that she left from work in a panic yesterday afternoon. Our neighbor, Aria, was kind enough to relay as much information as she could after she and Sarah arrived at the hospital where her parents were taken. Fresh from a