Page 134 of Shattered Pieces

She bit my hand, and I hissed as I jerked back from her, her mouth curving into a dark smile. “Don’t do that.”

“What are you? Three?” I scowled, rubbing my tender skin. “I was stopping you from making them stick around. There’s enough shit going on currently, don’t add a Reapers’ war to the list.”

“I really don’t like him.”

“No one does,” I said dryly, moving closer to slide my arms around her, turning her to face the targets. “Keep practicing.”

She leaned back into me, sighing. “Don’t teach me to shoot, then not let me shoot anyone.”

“We can stop, if you’d prefer,” I chuckled, pressing a kiss to her neck, and I groaned when she spun back around to kiss me. She slid a hand to the back of my head to pull me closer, and I blindly took the gun from her hand so she didn’t accidentally shoot one of us.

“You owe me a date,” she murmured against my lips, and I grinned.

“I do. I was going to give you some time to settle back in at home before bringing it up.”

“Whatever day you can do it, I’ll take it.”

“You’re kicking the guys out of your room that night so I can stay over. I want you to myself,” I replied, wincing slightly when I realized how forward that sounded. “For movies and to just hold you. Just so you don’t get the wrong idea.”

She rolled her eyes playfully, tugging me closer for one more kiss before replying. “I know, but feel free to change your mind whenever you want.”

It was embarrassing how easily my cock got hard around her, and I knew she felt it from the way she smirked before stepping back.

We went back to practicing for another hour before Skeeter called to bark orders at me, and I hated having to say goodbye to her. Every time we hung out, it never felt like it was long enough.

“You go first and I’ll follow to make sure no one sneaks up on us,” I instructed through the open car windows as we sat in the cars, and she gave me a nod.

“You be careful today,” she answered with a smile, but I knew she was genuinely worried. For someone like Slash to get killed, it kind of proved that none of us were invincible.

“I will. I’ll text you later,” I promised, waiting for her to blow me a kiss before she backed out, and I did the same to follow behind her.

Hopefully, Skeeter wasn’t in too much of a bad mood today. I had no idea what he was currently up to, but it was quiet in the background on the phone when he’d called, so he wasn’t at the Shed unless he was shut in the office.

I followed Rory until turning off to the Shed in Ashburn Valley, and she gave me a little wave out the window as she continued towards home.

Rory

I stopped for gas and cigarettes, grabbing a snack and drink while I was there too, then I sat in the car to eat as I watched the world go by. You really didn’t appreciate the outside until it was taken away from you.

I sipped the soda, trying to figure out what to do with my day. With the guys at school, Diesel busy, and the fact I was avoiding Hunter and Marco, that didn’t really leave me with a lot of options.

Mule had texted to welcome me home, so I’d considered catching up with her. Maybe we could spar in the gym at home? If she brought Zeena, I could tell her all about my new friendship with Tilly.

A pain started in my chest, and I rubbed my hand over it to ease it. Why did I miss being in that shithole? I’d spent the whole time watching my back, sure, but it had been nice when I’d spent time with some of the girls.

Was it clingy to visit them the same week I left?

It wasn’t like I could call them right now, so I’d have to wait until one of them called me.

I toyed with my phone and scrolled on social media for a while before deciding to leave, keeping an eye on my surroundings as I went. The turn-off to Slash’s appeared and I found myself driving in that direction. It wasn’t like my key would work if the Psychos had changed the locks, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t sit out front and just exist there.

I slowed as I reached the house, nerves filling me at seeing the McLaren parked in the driveway. What the fuck was Skeeter doing here?

Did I leave? No, it was my fucking property, so he could leave if he didn’t feel like company.

I parked out front on the road so he could get out if he chose to, and I’d barely made it half-way across the lawn before the door swung open to reveal Skeeter.

He looked tired, and he definitely wasn’t happy to see me.