Page 55 of Rock Giant
“This is a performers’ only area, and everyone is watching the gig.”
Not everyone.They weren’t.Scores of roadies weren’t.“Let’s just go to my tent.”
“Let’s not.”
They stood at an impasse for several increasingly uncomfortable moments.
“Jo.”He slid his hand between her legs.
“Nash, no.Not here.”
“God, woman!”He relinquished and thrust the same hand through the damp locks of his hair.“I could be forgiven for thinking you don’t want to be seen with me.”
“I’m fine being seen with you, obviously.”What she didn’t want was to be caught on camera doing something that was best enjoyed in private and wind up as the star of some viral TikTok.“But I’m your fiancée, not some groupie you’ve picked up to fan your ego and discard after a quickie.It matters to me how I’m perceived.It should matter to you.I’m trying to make it as a children’s author.”
He showed her far too many teeth as he snorted.“You’ve written one cat book that no bugger’s read, babe.You couldn’t even get a publishing deal for it.It’s only in print because—”
Because Rune’s family were in the printing business.Yes, she was a failure.He didn’t need to point it out.
“Bet it’d be a different story if Paul Reed was here begging you, wouldn’t it?Bet you wouldn’t hesitate in dropping to your knees for him.How do I know for sure that isn’t what you did last night?Got all starry-eyed and gobbled his prick like a proper groupie slut.”
He had not… He had not just said that.
Her mouth goldfished open and closed, while her brain tried to catch up with all the implications of his words.
“You entitled arse!If that were true, Nash, I’d have ridden his monster pierced cock to multiple orgasms last night, and I’d be at the side of that stage now,” –she made a jabbing motion in that direction— “watching him, instead of standing here with you being insulted.But maybe—maybe you’d actually prefer that.Maybe you’d like to get rid of me, so then you could go screw whoever the fuck you wanted.”
Tears welled as she snarled, but she rapidly blinked them away.
Scarlet heat flooded Nash’s pale cheeks, while anger glazed his eyes.“And how the fuck do you know he has monster fucking cock, pierced or otherwise?”
That—of all things—was what he fixated on.Not the fact he was acting like a prick.“Well, if you ever actually listened… He and I had a one-night stand years ago.I told you that, earlier.”
“And maybe I believe it only happened in the past, earlier.”
“I didn’t sleep with him last night, no matter what you think.”She shoved him again, but he held his ground, immovable, keeping her trapped against the van.
“Whatever.”
“I fucking didn’t.”Right now, she wished she had.Her hands curled into tight fists.“Know why I didn’t, Nash?Do you?”She thumped him hard in the centre of his chest again.“It’s because I chose you.I fucking chose you.You stood me up, Nash.You fucking stood me up, and you haven’t even apologised for it, not properly.”
“Jo,” he soothed, apparently realising he’d hit a nerve.“Come on.I did.”
Jodi slapped his hands away.“Don’t you fucking touch me.”
“Jo-Jo.”He struck a conciliatory tone, addressed her softly, like she was child amidst a meltdown.“What are you getting yourself so worked up for and making such a scene?Honestly, all this ’cause I asked for a blowjob?It was just a fucking joke.”
Had it been?
“Calm the fuck down—”
“Back off.”
He shuffled back a pace.“—or you’re going to have security over here.”
That was what he was bothered about.
“Jeezus, what the fuck is up with you tonight?You’re being proper irrational.”
