Page 104 of Rock Giant
Not true.
He said it again.
He was pushing her, he knew that.Could see from the way she was twitching and reaching out for whatever was to hand that he was toppling all her defensive shields.He couldn’t stop though, couldn’t back down.
“I can’t deal… I can’t do this.”Her hands were in her hair, and then in her pockets.“What was so bad about us being friends?I’ve had a lovely day.We had a lovely day…” Now she was fingering the room phone… the TV remote…
“And we can keep on having lovely day-days.We can be friends, the best of friends, and be way more than that too.This isn’t lust talking.I want you.I…want…you, Jodi.Do you have an idea how much it hurts seeing you with him, and watching how he treats you?He’s a git.You don’t deserve it.He doesn’t deserve you.”
“And you do?”
He shook his head.That wasn’t it at all.This wasn’t about dishing out what was owed, it was about seeing the truth and acknowledging the connection that existed between them.A connection that would continue to exist between them forevermore no matter what happened tonight or any other night.
“Jodi, please.”
“You always call me Castle.”Her gaze hit him square in the face—frightened, flustered, needy.
“Fine.Castle, please.”He crooked a finger.
“I can’t.”She shook her head.Crumpled the blank postcard she picked up in her fist.
“I’m not going to do anything bar give you the hug you obviously need.”Noble intentions that would be quickly debunked if she could see inside his head.Maybe his thoughts were painted across his face, for she gave her head another shake.
“I don’t think it’ll play out well.”
Because if she was in his arms, he’d be hard pressed to fight the voices telling him to do more than embrace her.
“How so?”
Her gaze flicked downwards, then back up to his face.“You’re still…”
“Excited by your presence.”Yeah.Yeah, he was.“Has a mind of its own.Doesn’t seem to want to go down.”Hardly a fucking surprise.He was struggling not to touch it… Not to shift the elastic waistband a little, so it wasn’t quite so containing.
“I love him.”
“Yeah.”
“I said yes to him.”
“I know.”
“It might not be perfect, but...Why does this have to be so difficult?”
“Maybe ask yourself why it’s difficult.”
She gave a suppressed full-body shake.It was more of a tremor, he supposed, given how rigidly she was holding everything in.
“Come here, Castle.”
Again, she shook her head but simultaneously took a single step forward.
“Nothing’s going to happen,” he promised.Nothing that she didn’t want.But the misery twisting in his guts was evidently affecting her too.It was there in the furrow between her brows, in the cinched turn of her mouth, and the tight points of her nipples drilling against her top.
“I’m afraid I might accidentally sit on it.”
The sudden bit of levity made him snort, until it dawned on him that might not have been her intention, and that those words had slipped out without permission.The blush that bloomed in her cheeks confirmed it.The way it then flooded the tops of her breast had him mesmerised.How far down did it go?All the way to the tips of her tits?Lower?
“Accidentally?You might accidentally sit on my cock?I don’t think that’s ever happened before… accidentally.”
