Page 74 of Shattered Pieces

“Not really. Bobby had a stand-off with him at the gas station the other day, but that’s it. Diesel visited again? He said he was here on Tuesday. How did that go?”

The soft smile that took over her face had a pang of jealousy hit me. They shared something deeper than what I had with her, and since I knew Diesel, I knew how strong it was.

For him to consider anything with her, it had to be serious.

He wasn’t the type to share though, so I had no idea how it would play out with the other guys, let alone me.

“It was nice. He looked better than he did the first time he visited.”

“I’m not surprised. You’ve become something to hold onto, so he’d be working hard to get his shit together for when you get out. You’ve got a lot of power over a lot of people, you know?”

“Must be that magic pussy,” Lexi said on her way back to her table, and I raised an eyebrow at Rory as her face flushed.

“What’s that face for?”

“Nothing,” she gritted out, but Lexi leaned back in her seat with a grin.

“Don’t be shy, Donovan. We’re prison wives now.”

Rory looked ready to punch her, and I put a hand up to calm her before she could lose her shit and get herself put in the hole.

“She’s a conniving wench, babe. She gets the best of them. Although, I can’t believe she got into your pants before I did.”

“Try harder. It wasn’t that difficult,” Lexi offered, patting me on the back before returning to her conversation with Violet.

Rory looked annoyed and slightly embarrassed, so I forced myself not to tease her about it or she’d get up and leave.

“Hey,” I said quietly, not wanting Lexi to join back in. “Did she push you? She can be a little intense sometimes.”

“It wasn’t a bad push. I learned I’m definitely straight, but it was nice to get off and just have someone there for the night,” she mumbled, holding my gaze. “I don’t really know what to make of that.”

“It gets lonely on the inside. I know a lot of people who hook up with others for convenience and comfort. Can’t hurt to have someone.”

Her eyes watered, and I noticed one of the girls across the room eyeing us. It didn’t appear to be one of her friends, so I really didn’t want them to see her with her guard down.

“Hey. Pull it together until you’re alone. Listen to me, okay? It’s okay to use Lex as a security blanket. She knows it’s just for fun and you have people on the outside. If it isn’t something you’d like repeated, just don’t do it again.”

“Like I said, it wasn’t bad,” she huffed, blinking at the tears to stop them from falling. “It was just missing something.”

“Yeah, my cock, but we can deal with that once you’re out,” I joked, making her smile.

“You have no chance, Rivera.”

“Keep telling yourself that,” I chuckled, reaching over to take her hand again. “We’re working on something, so hold tight for me. I’ll have you out before you know it.”

I couldn’t exactly tell her that Diesel had managed to find out they claimed to have the gun used, we needed that kind of information to stay quiet. We’d taken the real gun, so what gun was being held as evidence? We couldn’t exactly break in and take it.

If we did, we’d have to find any piece of written evidence to erase the proof too.

“If you get me out, we’ll go for that beer,” she said seriously, her grip tightening in mine.

“I promised I’d get you out, and I meant it,” I replied, her face hardening with a new determination.

We made small talk for the rest of our time, and I hated watching her walk away at the end as always. It was so damn difficult to not throw her over my shoulder and drag her out to my bike.

I walked Violet out to her car, Faris perking up when he saw her.

“Hey, V,” he smiled, and I rolled my eyes as he escorted her the rest of the way to her car, opening the door for her and everything. It was a shame she just saw him as a client because as much as he was a pain in the ass, he was a decent person and would have looked after her.