Page 75 of Reckless Vengeance

“If I was flirting, I’d have cut him after he was inside me,” she answered, putting her knife away to zip up the jacket.

“I don’t mind doing it the other way around. You cut me, so come jump on my cock,” I smiled as I patted my lap. Hunter gave me a look of disapproval, but it wasn’t like he’d object if she stripped off and asked him to join us.

She walked towards the window that looked down at the cage, tracking whatever was happening below.

“You should go down and have a fight,” I suggested, but Hunter glared at me.

“She stays here. You can go back downstairs. Go.”

“It’s more fun up here. Right, Princess?” I grinned, bending down to pick up the joint she’d dropped when I’d grabbed her, sparking it up again to take a drag.

I’d always preferred upper drugs, but with my options of those being zero, I’d settle with weed.

Hunter plucked it from my fingers and put it between his lips, motioning to the door.

“Get out. Go keep an eye on Faris. He was doing body shots off of Clara when I came up here,” he muttered, ruining my buzz.

“Man, why do I have to babysit him?”

“Because if he gets drunk and breaks one more of my barstools on the bar, I’m going to kill him.”

“I have no objection to that,” I grunted, eyeing Rory. She was watching me, not seeming to realize I’d caught her until I spoke.

“You want to watch me destroy a problem?” I asked with a smirk, hearing Hunter let out an irritated sigh, but he didn’t say anything.

“What kind of problem?” she asked slowly, curiosity lining her tone.

“You’ll see.” I stood and stretched, unzipping my jacket and tossing it on the desk.

She tried really hard not to look at me when I pulled my shirt over my head, but her eyes drifted to my bare chest after a second. She seemed to really like my tattoos, and I wished she’d come and take a closer look.

With her tongue or something.

“Let her come down to watch,” I said to Hunter, but he scoffed.

“Not happening.”

“You’re a real stick in the mud, you know?”

“She’s literally got a crime scene spattered all over her. She stays up here,” he bit out, and I gave Rory a shrug.

“I tried, Princess.”

“Thanks,” she said dryly, rolling her eyes when I winked at her on my way out the door.

I made my way down to the others, eyeballing Faris as he finished another shot. I didn’t have to say anything, the look told him to behave, and he thankfully got the memo and put his head down.

I headed down to the basement, where we had six cells made of thick steel bars, grinning at the guy locked inside one of them.

“You’re up, Kenny. Come play with me,” I stated, the asshole scoffing. He’d stolen guns from us, so I’d kept him down here for a week until I felt like handling him.

Now felt like a good time.

“Eat shit, Ortega.”

“I have a girl out there that’s going to like this. Hurry up, don’t make her wait,” I scoffed as I opened the gate and grabbed the back of his neck to drag him out. He stumbled with a growl, trying to elbow me but failing.

“Fuck you!”