Cocky Roomie_ A Bad Boy Romance Novel(27)
As soon as Jake opens our front door, we are ambushed. I’d been warned they had a key and would be waiting inside, but I never expected how disarmingly handsome they would be.
“WHAT THE FUCK, Jake?!!
“When were you gonna tell us you’re FUCKIN’ LEAVIN’, MAN?!”
Jake exhales. “Dad called you.”
Since they’re focused on Jake, it’s giving me a chance to study them a little. The dirty-blonde green-eyed twins are a couple inches taller than their brother. All three men are equally well built, but Jake is stockier and they are sinewy. It’s like the difference between football players and soccer players. Brett Favre to David Beckham. Only I’ve never been a huge fan of Beckham pecs. Jason and Justin put his to shame – I can see through their shirts.
“Yeah, he fuckin’ called us. He called everyone. Have you checked your phone you piece of shit?” The one dressed in an expensive suit grabs Jake and bear hugs him. He closes his eyes and I take a step back, feeling like I’m seeing something not meant for me.
Pulling away, Jake asks, “He called Jett?”
The twins both lose their animated expressions, and grow instantly serious. “Nah. Not him.”
Jake nods, and the suit changes the subject by focusing on me and offering me his hand. “I’m Justin.” We shake and he holds onto me. “You must be Drew, our brother’s new hot babe roommate.”
A blush creeps into my cheeks and I glance to Jake. Is that how he described me? “Nice to meet you, Justin.”
“Let go of her hand, Justin,” Jake smirks.
The other twin, Jake told me, is a music producer, mostly of Hip Hop. Jason is dressed in casual, stylish clothes fitting for that industry. He’s got a baseball hat on, and it’s backward. He holds out his hand as he sizes me up. “Jason. I’m sure you’ve heard all about me,” he grins. “So, how is it living with this guy, huh?” He looks at Jake and winks.
“How many times do I have to tell you assholes to take your shoes off in my home?”
“She’s pretty, Jake.”
“No wonder why you left us high and dry at The Vortex the other night.”
Jake laughs, “Shut up.”
Jason bumps his shoulder to Justin’s. “He didn’t say she had a rack on her, either.”
My jaw drops as I make a shocked sound.
“Alright, no looking at my roommate’s tits.”
“Thank you,” I tell him.
He smirks at me. “That’s my job.”
“Oh my God!” I scream. “You are all truly unbelievable.”
I cover my chest with tightly crossed arms, and they’re all smiling the same smile at me. Three gorgeous hunks trained on me. I just might faint.
“No good, Drew,” Justin says. “That only hikes the beauties up. Why don’t girls know this?”
I cry out, “Stop it!” and go to leave because I’m the color of a radish, but the three of them block my way. Jake grabs me, lifts me up and spins me around, putting me right back where I was.
“Ah ah ah…not so fast.” He turns to the twins. “Since everyone’s still got their fucking shoes on, morons, you wanna go to the Botanical Gardens with us?”
“Shit yes,” Jason mutters, hitting his pockets for his keys. He disappears into the living room. Annnnnd apparently cute butts run in the family, too.
Justin slides his hands into his slack’s pockets, pushing up the suit jacket a little in the motion. He smirks from me to Jake. “Botanical Gardens? Sounds romantic, Jake. So not like you.”
Jake counters with equal ease, “I have a thing for plants.”
“Is that what they’re calling them these days? Ouch! You don’t have to hit me!”
Jason runs back to us, opens the front door, and bows so deeply and theatrically that his baseball hat falls off. He catches it with one hand, flips it around and puts it back on with a flourish. “My lady! After you.”
And now I know what the women of Atlanta must already be aware of – the Cocker Brothers are dangerous heartbreakers.
JAKE
J ustin challenges Jason, “I dare you,” after Jason threatens to walk into Cascade Garden’s fountain. “Do it. What are they going to do, throw us out?”
“You mean again?” Jason smiles, hanging a foot over the flowing water.
Grinning, I glance to Drew. She really doesn’t want to be thrown out. She already whispered to me that she’ll be coming back here often while I’m gone. I bought her a membership, but she didn’t see me do it. She just thought it was a normal ticket. Twenty-one dollars for one visit versus seventy-five for year round? Easy decision there.