Back in the locker room, Victoria had finished the debrief she had decided to hold without the others.
It was pointless though, the room wasn't listening. Everyone's minds were somewhere else.
They all knew what was happening behind the shower room door. The muffled noises. The occasional thump. The thought of Nash in there with three women had everyone restless.
Some of the boys shifted in their seats, frustrated. Mac finally growled.
"Tch, we can't even get in to wash up. And that bastard's in there… fucking three at once?" He spat to the side in rage.
"It's insane."
"That bastard came yesterday and now every girl's throwing themselves at him? What the hell…" another muttered, shaking his head.
The other guys nodded. Only Jaz was silent.
She was lost in thought. Her eyes kept darting to the door, curiosity burning brighter than any of them knew.
