Page 12 of Hard Rock Sin

"Noah's right," Cameron said reluctantly. "The later my parties go, the crazier things tend to get. You're probably better off heading home after a few hours."

If even Cameron called it crazy, I couldn't argue.

I followed the two of them through the vast house, trying not to gape, both at the ostentatious decor and the wild, lascivious acts being performed by the drunken party goers.

"Cover your eyes," Noah ordered.

"It's nothing worse than I've seen you and Jen doing," I shot back.

"You've walked in on Noah going at it?" Cameron shook his head with a fake wince. "I'm so sorry. That must have been traumatizing."

"After the third time it just became tedious."

When we reached the pool we found the twins splashing at shrieking people, along with Jen and two other young women I assumed were her friends.

The twins, Damon and Ian, had stripped down to their swim trunks, displaying their wet, tattooed chests. Almost as tempting as Cameron. With their dazzling green eyes and tempting smiles, I could see why all the girls fell at their feet. They were identical, from their faces, to their bodies, to their matching tattoos. I'd never been able to tell them apart. In the few years since I'd last seen them in person, that hadn't changed.

"Whoa, is that little Lily Hart?" one of them called out from the pool. With less makeup and Noah at my side, it must have been easy for them to recognize me.

"You asshole, why didn't you tell us your baby sister was coming home?" the other added.

"We would have given her a warm welcome," the first continued.

Noah glowered. "It'll be a cold day in hell before I let the two of you give her any kind of welcome."

They both laughed and shared a grin.

"Don't worry, she's safe," one of them said. "I'm taken, remember?"

"But I'm not," the other said with a naughty smirk. "Better watch out, little Lily Hart."

They resumed their splashing, causing shrieks and squeals to fill the air.

The look on Noah's face was murderous.

Jen left her friends and came over to us.

"Don't worry," she told Noah. "Damon's just been acting out ever since his brother settled down."

Noah's expression didn't ease.

"We were just thinking about stripping down and going into the pool," Jen continued, turning to face me. "You want to join?"

"I don't have a swimsuit," I said regretfully.

"We've all gone in just in our bras and panties before. It's fine."

Cameron's gaze quickly flicked mine, his eyes glimmering with a hint of heat. They flicked away.

"Not gonna happen," Noah cut in.

"Can you stop with the overprotective big brother thing?" I finally lost my patience. "It's one thing to force me to live with you but you can't dictate my every move."

"Speaking of…" Jen looked hesitant. "Can we talk about Lily's living situation?"

"Sick of me interrupting your sexy times?"

Jen flushed and ducked her head. "I love having you stay with us. Really. But it would be nice to get our privacy back."