Page 76 of Snared

JOSH

“I found the lovebirds,” a voice called out, and Charlie immediately broke our kiss.

I hated that and the asshole who interrupted us.

I turned to see Mark, our head of security, peering around the corner at me and Charlie, a grin on his face.

Yep. Asshole.

“Sorry, boss man, the guys were looking for their mysteriously missing drummer and manager,” he said.

Charlie stepped out of my reach and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Well, you found us,” she said.

“Sorry, Charlie,” he said sheepishly.

“No, no, it’s cool. I need to grab a shower, anyway. We’re having a few drinks with Savage before calling it a night,” she said.

I bit back a smirk as she stepped into the light, and I saw how flushed her cheeks were. I knew that flush probably extended across her chest. I was so fucking hungry for her that I couldn’t stop myself from linking our fingers when she tried to dart away. She was not going to escape me that easily.

“It’s easier when you guys are all in the same place,” Mark said.

“Thanks for doing your job,” I deadpanned, playing into the story of us being in our honeymoon phase.

Not that I was acting at this point. And then I thought about Charlie’s ground rules. It wasn’t that I was falling for her or anything, but I also wasn’t a fan of being compared to an itch to be scratched. I was not some easy lay.

Her reasoning was sound though. I didn’t want the guys thinking we were really falling in love either, because it would make ending this whole thing that much more difficult. And it would make the guys even more pissed at me.

That was the last thing I needed.

But I couldn’t help wanting to touch her. The command she had on stage was sexy as fuck, and I was only human.

“Josh,” she warned, looking down at my hand.

“What? Don’t worry. I’ll let you shower here alone. My condo is a completely different story though. My tongue and my showerhead. You’ll never want to leave.”

I smirked at her indrawn breath and the way her eyes widened at the thought. Then I caught a twinkle in her gaze as she nibbled on her lower lip and I had to bite back a groan. This little band hangout couldn’t end fast enough for me.

“I think you need a cold shower,” she teased.

“Nah, I’ll wait to shower with you. Now, go cool off and I’ll be with the guys. Probably best they don’t see you all hot and bothered,” I said.

She mock-glared at me. “And whose fault is that?”

“You’re welcome,” I said, running my thumbnail over her palm. She trembled slightly under my touch and then pulled away and headed into her dressing room.

Jax spotted me right outside the door of the room where the rest of Steelwolf had gotten ready for the show. “Get your ass in here, CH. And where’s your blushing bride?”

“She’ll be here soon. She’s taking a shower,” I said, trying not to think about the water traveling down her body, taking the same path my tongue had chosen this morning.

Fuck. I could not get hard right now.

“Saw you two making out after the show. You are one lucky man to be married to Charlie. She’s amazing,” Savage Night’s drummer, Rhys, said.

“Yeah, very lucky,” Tristan said, giving me a narrowed look. I needed to watch myself around him. He’d always been the most perceptive and protective of the band.

“Extremely,” I said, giving Tristan a slight nod before turning back to the Savage guys. “And how about you don’t make comments about me making out with my wife?”

“Of course. Sorry,” Rhys said.

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