Tiny (14 page)

Remembering Tiny, she
quickly clicked her phone back on. The moment it loaded up, the cell phone
buzzed.

Tiny: Did you get there?

Smiling, Eva remembered the
first time Tate talked him into getting a cell phone. He broke five phones
before Eva talked him through the process of texting.

Eva: I’m fine.
Heading home to bed.

Several seconds passed, and
she checked to see other texts from Tate. Lash and Nash had left her well
wishes. All of them had become her family in the years she’d been with them.
Christmases had been spent together, lunches, fairs and parties where they
celebrated everything.

“Are you okay, honey?” Ned
asked.

“Fine.”

Tiny: I miss you.

There was nothing else she
could say to that. Biting her lip she pocketed her phone and waited for the
journey to be over. Vegas
was
buzzing even during the
day. It was summer, and many people were basking in the joy and gambling on
display. Driving down the strip, Eva shook her head.

Tate was right. This was not
her home, but she’d have to make a go of it. Thirty minutes later, Gavin pulled
into the gym Ned owned where he trained his fighters. The law knew what Ned
Walker did, but no one could connect anything to him.

Gavin opened the door for
her. She ignored him going back into the gym she’d once called home.

“Ned, what the hell are you
wearing?” One of the men stood to embrace her father. Eva didn’t recognize him.
His sheer size could put Killer to shame.

“I had a baby shower to get
to. Lance, I’d like you to finally meet my daughter, Evangeline.” Ned smiled at
her.
Stepping close she shook Lance’s hand, making sure to be
firm and hard as she did.
Ned told her to make sure she didn’t show
weakness even in a handshake.

“It’s nice to finally meet
you,” Lance said, glancing up and down at her dress.

She still wore the dress
she’d picked for the baby shower.

Eva recognized many of the
fighters working out around the gym, and she went to each of them to hug.

“Damn, girl, it has been too
damn long since we had you around here keeping us in order,” Frank said,
kissing her cheek. They were like brothers to her. She’d grown up around them
watching them advance into the lifestyle.

Ned Walker had his fingers in
many baskets, but he never allowed his fighters to take the adventure of drugs
or disease. If his men were with whores then they bagged their pole. She
invested in condoms for the men to use.

Glancing to the counter she
saw the condom bowl was empty.

“It’s good to see you,
Frank. How is everything going with you?” she asked.

He smiled, pulling his
necklace from around his neck. “I got myself a wife. She’s a good girl.” Frank
showed her the ring.

“Congratulations.” She
handed him the ring back.

She’d heard Erik and Mark
were also fathers with women of their own. David was still a player.

“Right,
boys.
We’ve got some training to do, and my girl needs to
acquaint herself with the books. She’ll be working around here, and I expect
respect for her.” Ned showed her to the back of the office. He told her the
codes to the safe, pulling out the books for her to get used to. “We’ll go home
soon. I need to be here.”

“I know.” She smiled up at
her father. Getting stuck into work suited her a lot more than going home
thinking about Tiny.

The door closed behind him,
and she sat back. Pressing on the fan she let what little cool air was over
her. She felt like she was burning inside. Lifting the skirt of her dress up to
her thighs, she tried to cool down. Nothing was happening.

Leaning back in her chair,
she closed her eyes and moaned as she stroked her hand down her breast. Her
nipple hardened against her own fingertips. Memory of
Tiny’s
rough hands pinching her breast struck her hard. Lust pooled at her core. Pressing
her thighs together, she bit her lip to contain her moan.

“You look good,” Gavin said.

She’d been so deep in her
fantasy she’d not heard the office door open. Sitting up, she saw Gavin staring
down at her. Opening the desk drawer she pulled out an elastic band to tie her
hair up to get it off her neck.

“What do you want, Gavin?”
she asked, staring down at the books in front of her.

“We’ve never got a chance to
talk. You walked away, and I was left waiting and wondering when you were
coming home.” He closed the door giving them privacy. Some of the men outside
knew her past.

Looking up, Eva was thankful
when she felt nothing for him.

“What do you want to know?”
she asked, picking up a pencil to hold. She hated her hands being left empty,
especially when she was filled with lust for a man who wasn’t anywhere near.

“How have you been?” He sat
opposite her.

“Fine.
How have you been?”

She could be nice and
complimentary all he needed.

“Good.”

“Okay, so we’re both good,
and I take it nothing eventful has happened in our lives,” she said, shrugging.
“What else do you want to know?” The conversation was stilted, and to be
honest, she wanted to be left alone with her own thoughts.

“I missed you.”

“I’m sure there were more
than enough women to make up for my absence.”

“For fuck’s sake, Eva, stop
being fucking difficult.”

Dropping the pencil she
stood up to glare at him. “I’ve not come back home for any dying need to be
with you, Gavin. I’m hoping you’ve got a woman of your own.”

“No, I haven’t. I’ve been waiting
for you to come back.”

“Then you were waiting
wrong. I’m not your woman, Gavin, and I never was.”

He stood and rounded the
desk to stand beside her. With her hair up, she left her neck exposed. Gavin
took full advantage, dropping his lips to her neck.

Nothing turned within her.
Tingles started at where he kissed, but nothing like desire pulled within her.
Anyone could touch her neck, and she’d be affected.

“We used to be so good
together.” His hand went to her stomach.

Spinning in his arms, she pressed
a hand to his chest. “We used to be good together. I belong to someone else,
Gavin. I’m not yours.”

He released her, taking a
step back. “I’m sorry.”

“What for?” she asked.

“For
screwing around on you.
It’s my one
biggest regret with you.” He reached out to push a strand of hair that she’d
missed off her face. “If I could take it back I would.”

Rolling her eyes she stepped
away. “She wasn’t the only one, was she?”

He looked down giving her all
the answer she needed.

“See, we were not supposed
to be together.” Closing the books, she placed everything away where her father
showed her.

“We can still be friends,”
he said.

“I know. You’ve got to stop
trying to be something more. We’re over, Gavin.” She went to the door.

“This new man, is this a
Skull?” Gavin asked.

Glancing over her shoulder
she saw the anger in his eyes. “Yes, it is.”

“Who?”

“You know The Skulls?” she
asked.

“Not personally. I know Ned
does business through them.”

Good, she would hate for
Gavin to know Tiny.

“Yes, he’s a Skull.” Stepping
out of the door, she turned back to smile at him. “It’s Tiny.”

Closing the door, she went
to her father. “Where are we staying tonight?” she asked.

Ned handed her a key card.
“You’ve got a room at Alex Allen’s casino.”

Taking the key card from him,
she headed out into the night. The sun had set during her time in the gym.
Keeping her head down, she walked toward the casino in no hurry to be trapped
in another room that made her feel like a stranger.

****

The drug run went by without
a hitch, and it had been a week since Eva had left him. He’d been in contact
with her by text, but it wasn’t the same as getting to see her every day.
Sitting down in a chair at the table he watched Hardy and Rose dance together.
Rose was naked, again, with Hardy teasing and tormenting her for all the men to
see.

Everyone was high from the
ride on the bikes. He’d left his to get some repairs in the shop. Tiny only
ever trusted his men to work on his bike.

“How are you doing, boss?”
Zero asked, taking a seat beside him. The bruises on Zero’s face were fading
fast. Killer sat at the bar, drinking and keeping everyone away from him. Even
Whizz and Time hadn’t gotten close to the other man.

“I’m doing
good
. It’s always good after a ride to get shit into order.”
Nothing had happened transporting the drugs. The rush was still there for a
safe journey, but the excitement of returning home wasn’t there.

“It’s not the same without
Eva. She always had some food waiting, and we had a little party at your
house,” Zero said.

“I know. You’re going to
have to get used to these parties. Eva is not coming back.”

Sandy and Stink were sat on
the couch at the opposite end of the room. Any remains of the pink decorations
from the baby shower were gone. Tate hadn’t come around since Eva’s departure.
He went to visit her at Murphy’s house. The other brother didn’t like how his
woman was acting at Eva’s disappearance.

“Everything is changing.”

“Are you still good for our
run in two weeks?”

“Yeah, are you sure we
should be doing this run?” Zero asked.

“What makes you questions
it?” Tiny sipped at his beer and glanced at his man.

“I don’t know. Something
just feels fucking off about it. Ignore me, boss. I need some pussy.” Zero left
him alone.

Zero’s obsession with Sophia
had left the man a shell of his former self. He remembered a time when Zero
would do nothing but tease and chase pussy.

He left the room to go to
his office. Locking the door, he settled behind his desk, running his fingers
over the spot where Eva had sat on the edge. He could taste her on his lips.

Grabbing his phone, he
dialed her number.

“Hello,” she said. He heard
her yawn over the line.

“Hello,
baby.”

Hearing her voice made him
hotter than hell.

“Tiny? Is that you?”

“Who else would be phoning
you?”

She was moving around. The
sound of a light switch going on let him know she was in bed.

“Have you come off of one of
your runs?” she asked.

“Yeah.”

“Are your boys missing my
cooking?” She chuckled at his grunt.

“You know us all so well. We
miss you, Eva.”

“I miss you, too.”

“Then come home.”

She was silent at his
request. Damn, stubborn woman. Why wouldn’t she give in and give him what he
wanted?

“What are you wearing?” he
asked, more curious about her naked state.

“A black
negligee.”

“Panties?”

“Tiny—”

“Panties?” he asked again.
Tiny wasn’t going to give in to her.

“I’m not wearing any.”

He paused, staring ahead of
him at the blank door. Running a hand down the front of his pants, he closed
his eyes imagining her in the negligee he’d seen in her drawers when she lived
with him, without any underwear on.

“Tiny, are you still there?”
she asked.

“Yeah, baby, I’m still
here.”

“What are you doing?” Her
voice sounded breathless to him.

“I’m touching my dick,
staring at my desk where I tasted your sweet pussy.”

Her moan echoed down the
line. “You’re not playing fair.”

“I never play fair. Not when
it’s what I want, and Eva, I want you.”

The noise she made sounded
muffled almost as if she’d buried her head into the pillow.

“Touch yourself,” he said,
ordering her what to do.

“What? Why?”

Smiling, he flicked the
button open on his jeans and lowered them down to his knees. Peeling away his
boxer briefs he gripped the erect flesh of his shaft.

“Do what I say.” He stroked
the length, wishing she was near so he could give her what he wanted to give
her.

She whimpered, and he knew
her hand was between her sweet thighs.

“Are you wet?”

“We’re seriously going to do
this? Have phone sex?” she asked.

“I’d rather sink into your
tight pussy, but this is all I can have from you.”