At about 1, Winnie, Jenna, and I left the house. The guys' faces were priceless when I left with them. I can tell you, Rhys and Brooks weren't happy. And do you want to know a sad fact? I've talked to Brooks more these 2 days, than Rhys for the past 6 years.
"Knock, knock," Jenna knocked lightly at my head. "Is anybody home?"
It took me a second to realize what she meant. "Yeah, sorry," I apologized. "My mind was elsewhere."
"Let me guess," she butted in. "Brooks?"
"Ew," I rejected. "No."
She didn't look convinced by my comment in the slightest. "Oh, come on," she pushed, nudging my shoulder slightly. "I saw him disappear into your room. You guys have something."
"There's nothing between your brother and I if that's what you're inferring." He may be hot when he's demanding, but he's
