Jolie could feel fingers brushing her hair off her forehead and she grimaced as she opened her eyes slowly. She had locked her bedroom door, she was sure of it but as she opened her eyes she met dark brown ones, highlighted by the small lamp Pia had insisted they leave on when they had crawled into the bed.
“Hi,” Brix’s voice was quiet as he watched her.
“How did you get in here?” she scowled at him, whispering as she attempted to control her temper with him.
“Really? Of all the tricks you know I’m capable of, wondering how I got into your locked bedroom is the one you’re fixed on?”
“Brix, I locked my door for a reason.”
“Yes, because you were afraid and I left you all alone in a house with a bunch of strange men on our first night in our new home. You were afraid. Despite having Trey
