Chapter 43 A Night To Forget

• Marco’s eyes widened in shock, but he surrendered quickly. He closed his eyes and kissed her softly—then suddenly, aggressively, like a hungry wolf. He tugged at her lower lip, savoring the taste of her mouth mixed with vodka.
• Suddenly, a gunshot cracked through the air. He jerked awake, chest heaving, sweat clinging to his skin. His phone vibrated on the small table beside him. He hesitated, then finally picked it up. “
• Eddie…” His voice trembled despite his best effort to mask it.