Tiny

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 f**k’s sake, Eva, stop being f**king 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 f**king off about it. Ignore me, boss. I need some pu**y.” 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 pu**y.

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.