Page 88 of Provocation
‘What do you mean?’
‘Well, we’re quite far away.’
I put my drink on the coffee table. ‘So, let’s get down there, my villainous vixen.’
She chuckles as she glances down at the entrance again, and then up at me. ‘There’s a lot of people here.’
‘Come on. Don’t you want to see the fruits of your labor? Dance with me,’ I beg.
‘Okay,’ she whispers. ‘But you won’t leave me alone?’
‘Not even for a second.’
I open the door, and she winces at how loud it is, but she follows me out and down the metal stairs by the side of the wall. I make sure the marks haven’t noticed our arrival, but they’re already on the dance floor anyway.
I nod at Mav who’s behind the bar while Sandy is handing out Envy with Shade at the door. He raises a water bottle at me with a questioning look and I nod, grabbing it from him as we go by and offering it to our girl. She takes it from me with a grin, and we wade onto the dancefloor.
It’s crowded, but there’s room to move and I make sure we’re near to both the sorority girls’ group and Bennet who looks like he’s here with his female doppelganger, Casey, who, despite being a Grade A bitch, is clearly not bad enough in Daisy’s opinion to warrant getting a revenge pill.
I watch them for a moment, trying to figure out if anything’s happening, but they all appearnormalas far as I can make out.
When I look back at Daisy, she’s swaying to the thump of the music and her eyes are closed. Her face is serene, as if she’s already forgotten there are other people here.
I peer over at the entrance, and I tense as I see a large guy with a buzzcut whom I recognize as one of Sauvage’s guys coming up the side of the line, ignoring the clearly annoyed people waiting who think he’s cutting.
Shade tenses when he sees him, and I vaguely remember Buzzcut being the guy that Shade had to fight the night Sauvage made us party with him. But Sauvage’s guy just gives him a nod and grabs the black duffle bag from behind the door. He goes back the way he came, leaving the club without a backwards glance.
‘Shouldn’t be long now,’ Daisy says in my ear and gesturing with her chin at Bennet who’s looking pale and sweaty.
I maneuver us so we’re close enough to hear and see everything.
The corner of my lips twitch as Bennet wipes his brow with his sleeve. He looks like shit.
‘Are you okay?’ Casey asks him.
‘I’m feeling a little weird. Are you?’
Casey stretches up into the air and shakes her head. ‘Nope, I feel amazing!’
Bennet suddenly doubles over and lets out a groan. Then, he straightens sharply, his eyes wide and fear on his face.
‘On my god!’ someone shrieks. ‘What is thatsmell?’
I let out a noise of disgust as the unmistakable scent of shit wafts into my nose and my eyes fly to Daisy who’s already giggling uncontrollably behind her hand.
‘A laxative?!’
She nods, wraps her arms around herself and doubles over with chortles when she hears a scream from nearby and all fourof the clones run from the dancefloor toward the bathrooms, two of them holding their asses as they flee.
A few people are pointing and exclaiming while others laugh.
Daisy is halfway on the floor, gasping for breath as she sniggers and I can’t help but join her. I’m not sure what I expected, but it wasn’t for her enemies to shit themselves in public.
She grabs me, laughing still, and pulls me close. Her body moves against mine with the music and I’ve never seen her so unrestrained and free. It’s intoxicating.She’sintoxicating. More than alcohol or any drug I’ve ever taken. I need her like I need air.
I pull her from the dancefloor and straight into the storeroom, pushing her against the wall at the back, taking her lips fiercely as she gasps and holds onto me.
I pull up her skirt and move her underwear to the side, not able to wait any longer. I push inside her roughly, loving the way she claws at my back with a strangled groan.
