Page 190 of Shattered Pieces

“Always do,” Marco replied before dragging me away to the area near the DJ.

Diesel wandered over to where Hunter was still talking to the DJ, and I could feel them watching us as Marco got me to down my drink so I could put my cup aside.

I was tense, but after we’d danced for a while, my body relaxed and I felt like I was having fun. Tyler joined us, and I had to admit, I enjoyed being sandwiched between them both as we ground together, the world around us vanishing.

We stopped for a few drinks before dancing again, and I was definitely getting a buzz. Marco was grinding his hard cock against my ass, and I just leaned back into him more with a laugh as Tyler kissed my neck.

I was feeling good, but Marco ruined it when I turned and saw him pop a pill into his mouth.

“Hey, spit it out,” I scolded, holding my hand out.

He eyed me with amusement, raising an eyebrow. “No.”

“I’ll tell Hunter.”

“No one likes a tattletale.”

“Marco,” I bit out, and he stepped against me, sliding an arm around my waist to keep us close.

“Calm down, I’ll give it to you,” he murmured before grabbing my chin in his hold and tilting my face up, kissing me so suddenly that I just stopped moving to the music. It took a second for me to snap out of it, his tongue teasing my lips to get me to open, and when I did, he pushed the pill into my mouth.

Why the hell was that so hot?

He pulled back, taking Tyler’s drink and offering it to me. “There. You saved me. Wash it down with that, it’s ecstasy.”

I did as he said, sensing Hunter before he even spoke. “What are you doing?”

“Just giving her a pill. She made me spit it out,” Marco smirked, grabbing a handful of my ass. “She moaned into my mouth, so she’s not mad about it.”

“You’re taking pills again?” Hunter asked in disbelief, but Marco only laughed.

“No, but I knew Rory would take it from my mouth if I put one in there.”

“That’s coercion,” Hunter said dryly, giving me an apologetic look. “I can make him go home, if you want?”

“I can handle him,” I answered with annoyance, looking towards Diesel where he stood by the booth with a flat look on his face. “Although, the guys probably didn’t appreciate that.”

“Don’t worry about D. He’s in a mood. He stepped down from being Skeet’s right-hand tonight, so he’s probably happy for you to piss off Skeet by making out with Marco,” Hunter said with a snort.

“What? He stepped down?”

“Yeah. Skeet told him to, so he did. Things are getting really tense at the Shed,” he shrugged, not seeming bothered by it. “Brick stepped up, so it’s not all bad.”

That was good. Brick wasn’t irrational when it came to decision making, and he wouldn’t just start firing shots for no reason.

Hopefully, he kept Skeeter in line.

Diesel gave me a small smile and blew me a kiss to show he was fine, so I tried to calm my panic. He wasn’t fighting with Skeeter anymore than normal, he’d just taken a step back, and he obviously wasn’t too mad about Marco’s tongue in my mouth either.

Marco was getting way too touchy feely again as we got back to dancing, and I was vibing with the music hardcore when I was suddenly jerked away from him and I came face-to-face with a very pissed off Skeeter.

“You want to play games with me, Aurora? Fine, but don’t say I didn’t warn you. You thought that stunt was cute?” he barked, definitely drawing eyes on us. People could tell this was an argument, and they already knew he’d turned on me when I was arrested.

“I’m not playing fucking games,” I hissed, jabbing a finger against his chest. “I’m going to burn your goddamn world down.”

“You really think you can take me down? I could destroy you in seconds.”

“Yeah, you really showed me when you got so mad yesterday that you bent me over the couch. So scary,” I scoffed, giving him a shove. “Get out of my house, asshole.”