Page 43 of Rock Giant
Not that Paul had minded stepping in.
His gain.The fool’s loss.
Jodi had been all kinds of gorgeous in her flower crown.
“When was this?”Ash asked, returning from upstairs with Paul’s electric razor.He skidded it across the table, misjudged the slipperiness, so that it wound up in Alle’s lap.She picked it up and turned it on.
“Ages ago,” he muttered, and left it at that.The details of that night were his and Jodi’s and would stay that way.No one else needed to know that it’d been her who’d drowned Bertha I.He smiled recalling the panic in her eyes when she’d first clapped eyes on him and realised her joyride had come with a passenger.She’d tried to get away from him then and hadn’t stood a chance.He certainly wasn’t planning on letting her run for the hills now they were oath-bound.
“Want me to do the honours?”Alle waved his vibrating razor under his nose.
“Are you trustworthy with that thing?”
“I am if she’s not,” Ginny insisted.“I’m gentle, aren’t I, Ash?”
“Mostly.”
That earned him a pout.
In the end, he let Alle shave him out of sheer boredom, both his chin and his armpits, plus some annoying tufty bits that had a habit of sprouting on the tops of his shoulder blades.After that, and multiple switcheroos that saw him playing chair to both Ginny and Dani in addition to Alle, the ladies realised it wasn’t actually necessary for them to sit on his lap at all, because there were handy dandy handcuffs attached to the table, courtesy of Spook and his sadistic ways.
“Honestly, ladies, this is highly unnecessary.”
“The guys say otherwise,” they replied, all smiles.“Just think of us as your own set of angels.We’ll be right here keeping you company until you have to be on stage.”
“I need a slash,” he said.
Ginny promptly planted a pint glass in the centre of the table.“We’ll look the other way if you need us to.”
“This is bollocks.”He tested the cuffs, but there was no give in them, or the chains by which they were attached.Seemed unlikely he’d manage to wrench the bolts out of the wall either.He’d just have to hope that Jodi was fairing okay alone.She’d better be okay, or he was going to cave-in some heads the moment he was free.
If they didn’t think he’d do it right on stage in front of the thousands-strong crowd, they were being blind to reality.
“So, did Ronnie blow you?”Ginny asked, facing him across the table with her chin in her hands.
“Fuck off.”
“Now, now, no need to be grizzly.I just wanted to know if he was better at it than me?”
Paul clamped his mouth closed, then settled back against the chair back and closed his eyes.If he was going to be stuck here, he might as well take a fucking nap.
CHAPTER 13
Jodi Castle
Lee pulled Jodi off her knees and dragged her into the bus lounge.They all knew too well what Nash was like when he was pissed off, and currently he was at the mighty end of that scale.The sound of the bolt being thrown turned both their heads.
“Hey,” Balin protested, and banged his fist against the door.He was still stark bollock naked apart from his socks, his clothes somewhere on the floor of the bunk room.
In a surprising show of sense, Jez ushered the ladies that they’d been entertaining off the bus, while Lee backed Jodi onto one of the banquettes.She sat heavily, bruising her arse on a stray beer can.
Stupid…stupid…stupid…
What had she done?How did she make this right?
Balin began raking amongst the bits of discarded clothing on the floor, and turned up a T-shirt, possibly Nash’s.No, Jez’s.Who took it straight off him and handed him a hoodie instead.Who that belonged to was anyone’s guess.It made him less distracting, but still meant he was flashing his naked butt cheeks left, right, and centre.
Lee stood before her rubbing the knuckle of his thumb against his lips.“Tell me if I have this right.Despite being engaged to Nash, you’ve started something with Rock Giant, the bass player of the band we’re supposed to be supporting on a world tour?”
