Page 96 of Reckless Vengeance

“Listen, scum,” the cop warned in a low voice.

“Hey!” I snapped, pushing between them to try and make the asshole let go of Hunter. The cop shoved me out of the way and security tried to pull me to safety, ignoring me as I struggled against their hold.

Hunter was spitting curses as the cop and another security guy got him to the ground, and I swung at the guy holding me, smacking him in the mouth.

“Aurora, you need—” the guy started as he rubbed his lip, but I ignored him and pulled his buddy off Hunter, glaring at the cop.

“I don’t care if you’re a cop. I’ll punch you and make you deal with Josie all night,” I warned, seeing them hesitate before scowling and stepping back.

“Thanks, Hot Shot,” Hunter said sweetly as I took his hand to help him up, his hand lingering in mine for a little too long as I pulled back with a huff.

“Don’t worry about it. Sit and stay out of trouble if you’re waiting around.” He surprisingly sat back on his seat, so I did the same, eyeing security. “I mean it, assholes. You’re fucking fired. I’ll make sure of it.”

“What’s going on out here?” Josie demanded as she appeared with Tyler in tow, not hiding her nerves when she noticed Hunter beside me.

“Your security team needs to be fired. They had no idea if Hunter was safe and let him walk in and sit beside me. Then they manhandled me,” I grumbled, jerking a thumb at the smug prick beside me. “Josie, Hunter. Hunter, Josie.”

“Hunter Rivera?” she asked lightly, her eyes flicking to the logo on his jacket and back to his face.

“Yes, ma’am,” Hunter smiled politely, getting to his feet to stretch. “You’re lucky I like Rory. Usually, this would have been a great opportunity to get some payback on the Psychos.”

“He’s joking,” I replied, elbowing him as I stood. “And leaving.”

“I know Skeet’s been lenient with you lately, but you’re pushing it, dude,” Tyler stated, pulling me against his chest. “You heard her. Leave.”

“Only because she asked so nicely,” Hunter snickered, giving me a wink. “See you soon, Hot Shot.”

“I’d rather you didn’t. Can you avoid pissing Skeet off this week? A little Thanksgiving gift to me?” I asked jokingly, amusement crossing his face.

“What do I get in return?”

“I won’t stab you.”

“Rory, that’s not funny,” Josie scolded, only making Hunter laugh.

“She’s not trying to be. She stabbed my friend once, you know?” He ignored the glare Tyler gave him as he patted my shoulder. “Marco sends his regards. He would have loved to stop by too but he’s busy handling something for me.”

“Such a shame,” I deadpanned, motioning to the door. “Hope it hits you on the way out.”

“Sure you do. You look beautiful in that dress, by the way,” he murmured before leaving, the sound of his bike starting soon after.

My cheeks heated a fraction, his compliment completely throwing me.

“Aren’t the Devils at war with the Psychos?” Josie asked me hesitantly as if Hunter was still listening.

“They’re not at war, they just hate each other,” I shrugged, turning my attention to Tyler. “What happened? Are you okay?”

His jacket was crumpled and his tie was undone around his neck, but he looked fine from what I could see.

“Lawyer got hold of the guy I punched. He agreed not to press charges,” Tyler answered, nuzzling into my neck as he pulled me closer. “Can we go home now? All this bullshit’s made me tired.”

Josie rolled her eyes and told us to wait while she signed a few things, then we all headed out to the cars.

Since security admitted to smoking outside instead of watching me inside, Josie fired them, so at least there was that.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

CADEN