Page 107 of Rock Giant

“Don’t speak for me, Nash.Don’t tell him I’m not into—”

Nash seemed so surprised by her speaking up, he actually sat down again.“Jo, babe, you hate having an audience, even an audience that’s next fucking door, passed out drunk, or too busy getting off themselves to worry about us having a good time.”

Or maybe, you fucking cockwomble, you just fail to make her feel safe.

“This is different to that.It’d be you watching.”

Nash was back on his feet again, crowding her.

Jodi raised her hands.“I’m not saying we should do it.I’m just saying it’s different.It wouldn’t be like doing it and people accidentally overhearing.It’d… I’m just saying don’t say no because you think I wouldn’t be into it.Only say no if you think you’re not.”

Paul stirred, pulling his back away from the headboard.That’d been quite a determined speech.He might go so far as to say a promising one.

Nash pulled Jodi towards him, so she was hard up against his body.“So, you’re saying you will if I want to?Why would you think that I’d want that?”

“I don’t...I just...You’re always watching Balin.I thought maybe one time you’d like to watch me instead.That maybe you’d like to include me.That I could do it for you.”

Nash chewed on that like it was a piece of gristle.Guy kept on shooting him suspicious glances.Paul nonchalantly scratched his chin.All he’d done was proposed shit; where things went as a result was up to them.

“What you mean is that you’d like permission to shag him.”

“Mate, if she wanted to fuck me, she could have done so a thousand times by now.”

At any other time, that remark would probably have earned him a fat lip, if not from Nash, then from one of Paul’s own band mates determined to ensure he didn’t pickaxe the tour.Luckily none of them were around to intervene, and Nash betrayed an actual display of brain cells for once and didn’t mouth off.Still, there was no blinking way he was going to let this happen.None.

“Look, if the pair of you aren’t interested, feel free to mosey on off to your own room and get on with whatever plans you have for the night.”Paul fought hard to make himself sound chill even though his heart was galloping, and he had more riding on this than was wise.He really wanted her to stay.He definitely didn’t want her going anywhere with dickhead, who would probably punish her for Paul’s temerity.

Nash clasped her hand.“Let’s go, babe,” he said proving Paul right.“Let’s leave the sad bastard to wank off on his own.”

“Okay.”She gave a hurried nod.

They made it two steps before Nash brought them to a halt.“Then again...”

CHAPTER 30

Jodi Castle

Then again...

Jodi’s heart lurched into her throat.She must have misheard.Or not, given the conflicted, half-strangled noise that made it past Rock Giant’s lips.It made her turn her head, see him resting there, still propped against the headboard and pillows, all ink and muscle and...obscene bulge.There was a darker spot on the fabric now, up near the waistband of his lounge pants.

Embarrassed and alarmed, she jerked her attention back to Nash.This was a test, surely.It had to be.He wasn’t actually going to let her...let them.Why would he?That made no sense, not considering how keen he’d been to minimise the contact between them and how anti-Rock Giant he’d been post-handfasting.He was studiously straight-faced as he returned her gaze.But Nash wasn’t controlled in the way Paul was controlled.His moods determined his posture and changed his visage as if he were swapping masquerade masks, which meant there was something there, a crinkling around his eyes and a tilt to his mouth she couldn’t quite interpret.

“Nash?”Her voice wavered uncertainly.

He dipped his head and grazed his lips with hers.“How seriously should I take your offer?”

Her offer?

“Are you actually ready to spread your legs and take his monster dick for my pleasure?”

“You...”She half choked just getting that first word out.“You want me to?”He sounded...he actually sounded aroused.Into the idea.

A glint of something hot and needy lit in the depths of his eyes.“I mean watching Balin’s all right, but if there’s another option on the table...”A smirk tugged on his lips.“You’re what gets me going, sweetheart.”

“I am?”

“Jo, seriously.I would hardly have put a ring on your finger if you weren’t.”He raised her hand and kissed her knuckle just above where her engagement ring sat.“I got off hard the other night when I watched you frig yourself, remember.”