Page 63 of Shattered Pieces

Surely, Josie could get her conjugal visits so we could sit in a private room instead of this room full of people. At least I could hold her properly then. Josie would definitely get the wrong idea, but I was nowhere near ready to be intimate with someone, and even if I was, the last place I was going to do it was in a prison bed with a time limit.

I had to work on myself a hell of a lot before even considering taking a step like that with Rory.

“One night when you’re out, do you think we could go out together?” I asked before I could stop myself, her face softening.

“Like where?”

“Maybe the bowling alley? Or a movie? I just thought it would be nice,” I said awkwardly, knowing I’d said the right thing when she smiled wide.

“I’d like that. Bowling sounds fun.”

The guard let us know time was up, and I swallowed around the lump in my throat. I didn’t know when I could visit again, so I had to hope she could call me soon.

We both stood and I pulled her close, burying my face in her neck and just breathing her in. Hopefully, it was enough to get me through this bullshit.

She started walking towards the door, my chest aching as I watched her go.

“Rory, wait,” I blurted out, moving towards her and grabbing her face in both hands, startling her as I kissed her. She literally moaned, the guard barking at us to move along, but I needed just a little more.

At least I was sober enough to remember this one properly, and it was better than I could have imagined. Her tongue brushed mine, and I wondered if there was a way I could break her out of here without getting caught.

I finally pulled back, vaguely hearing the guard warning us again, and I loved how flushed Rory looked. I’d caught her off guard, but she wasn’t mad about it in the slightest.

“I’ll see you again soon. Promise,” I murmured, and she gave me a little nod before heading through the door with the other inmates, giving me one last smile over her shoulder before they closed the door behind her.

I probably sat in my truck for ten minutes after exiting the building, needing to remember how to drive. That kiss was all I could think about.

It was going to be a long fucking drive home.

Rory

My lips tingled from Diesel’s kiss, and I smiled to myself as I folded clothes in the laundry room. His visit had been a surprise, and I was relieved to have seen him. Had he asked me on an actual date, or did he just want to go out as friends? The kiss made me think it was definitely a date, but it was hard to tell with him.

“What’s got you smiling like that?” Tilly grinned, drawing attention to me.

“Like what?” I asked, one of the other girls snickering.

“Donovan had a new man out there today. He was hot. Not as hot as that kiss though,” she called out, fanning her face with her hand and making the others hoot and cat call.

“Shut up,” I grumbled as my face heated, but Lexi smirked and moved towards me.

“Who was it?”

“None of your business, Bryant,” I scoffed.

“I thought we were besties now? That means you tell me all about the guys you’re kissing,” she chuckled.

“He had a Psychos jacket on,” the other girl said with a grin, Lexi’s eyes narrowing instantly.

“You’re just letting that asshole back in after he abandoned you?” she demanded, but the girl frowned.

“It wasn’t Skeeter.”

I blew out a breath, giving them a dirty look for gossiping.

“It was Diesel. Drop it, okay?” I warned, Lexi’s mouth opening in surprise.

“You had a hot make out session with Diesel? He was allowed to visit you?”