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Mal shakes his head you're ridiculous. He turns to me. "Do me a favor, Bella, and don't let him get away with this shit."
"Joel does a lot of shit," I say. "You'll have to be specific.
"Hey." Joel mimes being stabbed in the gut.
Mal ignores him. "I'm going to tell you a secret." Mal raises his voice. "But I'm going to tell it Joel style."
Joel style must mean loud.
"Oh, whatever could you mean?" Joel shouts back. "I can't follow your subtle and hilarious comedy."
Mal blows him a kiss then turns to me. "Joel likes to watch. And listen. He plays up his wacky comedy routine to try to convince people he's teasing. But he's not. Don't fall for his shit."
"Joel likes to watch?" I press my fingertips into my sides to temper the heat racing through me. I like the idea of Joel watching me. I like it a lot.
"Should she tie me up?" Joel asks.
His voice is that teasing tone. Like he's trying to convince us he's joking.
But his eyes…
Fuck, his eyes are filled with this expression of pure need.
He does like to watch.
Mal chuckles, not buying it. "Yeah. She should tie you up, strip, and make you watch her touch herself. She should fucking torture you making you watch."
"You inviting yourself to this party?" Joel asks.
Mal raises a brow. "You relaxing that no threesomes with bandmates rule?"
Uh…
Joel slides his arm around my waist. "You okay, angel?"
"I think so." No, I am. As attractive as Mal is—seriously, he's tall, broad, and covered in tattoos—I don't want him joining me and Joel in bed. However— "Well, I liked Mal's idea. I think we should try it later."
Mal chuckles.
Joel's pupils dilate. He really does like that idea.
Fuck, I'm hot.
I want to skip this party and go back home right away.
Damn, it's hard to think about anything but making desire spread over his face.
I want to tie him up.
I want to make him watch me strip.
Touch myself.
Fuck myself.
Fuck, I can't believe I'm actually considering this.
Not just considering it, but craving it.
