“We’ll talk about it—”
“No, we’re going to do this now. You’re the one responsible for the drops. You’ll tell me if you sent the man that I love off to his death.” If the answer was yes she was going to beat the shit out of him with the lamp she saw out of the corner of her eye.
Alex stared at her.
“So you do love me?”
Eva never thought she would hear that voice again. Spinning on her heel she saw the man she loved. Tiny, the leader of The Skulls, was stood staring at her.
“You’re alive?” she asked. It was a stupid question, but she needed to ask him.
“I’m alive. I’m kicking, and, Alex, if you don’t get your hands off my woman I’m going to beat the shit out of you.” Tiny wore a white bathrobe that she remembered were features with every room.
She couldn’t hold back. Running to him, Eva threw herself into his arms. “I love you. I love you. I love you.” She chanted the words over and over not caring who was watching or what they were thinking as she held onto him.
Tiny grunted as he wrapped his arms around her. He tucked his face against her neck and inhaled. “You smell so f**king good.”
“When Tate told me I thought the f**king worst,” she said.
“What? Tate knows?” Tiny asked, pulling away. He held her arms. She was falling apart, and yet she was the happiest she’d ever been.
“She called me. Killer and Stink are alive. Sandy has destroyed the compound.”
Tiny looked over her shoulder to glare at Alex. “I told you not to answer.”
“I’ve not answered any of her calls.”
Eva explained about Killer going to Kelsey and then the others turning up.
“Fuck, I didn’t want her to know.” Tiny cursed, and she held onto him.
“You’ve got to tell her. She’s pregnant, and no one has heard from Murphy or Nash and Lash or the others.” She kept hold of his hand as he walked over to Alex.
“Give me your phone, and I’ll talk to her now and you can leave.”
“This is my casino,” Alex said.
“You’ve got more than enough rooms, and after what you just did to me and my men, you f**king owe me.”
Alex didn’t argue. Tiny settled down on the sofa as they were left alone. She dropped her head to his lap as he phoned Tate. Running her fingers up the inside of his thigh, she saw the bandages wrapped around his leg.
Twenty minutes later, he placed the phone on the sofa beside him. His hand rested on her back then moved up to her hair.
“How long have you been here?” she asked, tracing his leg.
“I got here this morning. Everything happened yesterday afternoon. I was waiting for Alex to arrange a meet with Ned. I wasn’t waiting around here without having my woman by my side. We’re going to be meeting him tomorrow.”
“Good answer,” she said, looking up at him. “When I got that call from Tate I was so f**king scared. I thought you were dead.”
“It’s going to take a f**king lot to get rid of me.”
She smiled even as her tears spilled over.
“Hey, no more tears.” He stroked her cheek, and he winced. “I love you, babe, but you f**king stink.”
He lifted her up in his arms and carried her through to the bathroom. She screamed and held onto him as he dumped her on her feet. Eva watched as he started to run her a bath. In quick movements he got her undressed.
“I don’t smell.”
“You smell. I’m not touching you until you wash that smell off you.” He ran his hands up and down her thighs.
“What smell is that?” she asked.
“The smell of dirty f**king fighters.”
Laughing, Eva didn’t know how she could be happy at a time like this.
****
Tiny stayed out of the bath as he dumped Eva inside. She gasped and laughed. He was so happy to see her. When he’d arrived that morning looking like shit he’d only wanted to go see her. Alex refused to give him the directions. The bastard had made him get settled, have a wash, and be seen by his personal doctor. His legs were a mess from coming off his bike, but the doctor had taken care of him. Everything was bandaged up, and he had a special vial of pain pills in case of emergencies.
He lifted her arm seeing the engagement band he’d sent her. “Are you going to give me your answer?” he asked.
“Yes, Tiny. I’ll marry you.” She knelt beside the edge of the tub wrapping her arms around him. “Why can’t you join me?” she asked.
“I’ve hurt myself, baby. I hurt bad.” He removed the robe showing her what he’d done. “I can’t get it wet, and I can only take sponge baths and showers where I keep it out of the way for a couple of weeks until it has all healed.”
“Oh, you get a sponge bath?”
“Only until it’s healed. I feel like an old f**king man.”
She reached down, gripping his shaft. “You’re not an old man where it counts.”
Covering her hand with his, he tightened her fist. “If you’re going to start playing with me then do it right.”
Eva smiled. “I’ve missed you.”
“We’ve been screwing since you left.”
She threw her head back, laughing. “That’s phone sex. It’s not the same.”
He agreed. Taking her hand away from his cock, he finished washing the sweat and dirt from her. Neither of them spoke while he washed her hair and helped her out of the bath. He toweled her dry then wrapped her in a bathrobe similar to his.
Together they settled on the large bed with Eva between his thighs as he brushed her hair. The wet length coated his front. He didn’t mind. Feeling her hair, Tiny felt peace come over him.
“Do you know who ambushed you?” she asked, filling the silence.
Tiny didn’t tense. He’d been waiting for the question and was surprised it took her so long to ask. “Yes, I know them, or at least I know the man leading them.”
“You don’t have to tell me what you don’t know,” she said.
“No, I’m going to tell you. There’s never going to be any secrets between us.” He moved the robe off her legs and touched her skin to skin. “I need you to promise me not to hold my past against me.”
“I wouldn’t do that.”
He took a deep breath and looked down into her face. “Fort Wills was once an awful place to live. No one gave a f**k about the town. There was a select group known as The Darkness who ruled the town.” He stopped to lick his lips. “I was part of the group with Devil and Mikey. We worked within the group f**king people up and doing whatever we wanted. I thought it was great. I could beat the shit out of anyone I wanted, and no one stopped me. I felt invincible. I didn’t care about women or anything.”