“Answer. The. God. Damned. Question.” Russell’s growl sounded positively feral. Great, Josh was caged on a high and narrow balcony with a guy Hulking-out to twice his already substantial size.
“Which god damned question?” No way he was going to make it easy for the man.
Russell’s glare deepened, if that was possible. “Are you sleeping with her?”
“Not that it’s any of your god damned business, but no.”
Most of the anger-bloated Hulk went away, and the slightly sad man had returned. “Why not?”
“Why am I not sleeping with the woman you just threatened to kill me over? What kind of a stupid question is that, Russell?”
“My kind. Cassie’s always telling me I’m an i***t, but Melanie’s really special. I don’t want anyone messing with her.”
Joshua considered ramming Russell’s words right bac
