She was aware of the lack of protection. Collapsing onto his body from her fourth orgasm, Eva didn’t care. One time shouldn’t be a big deal. Deep down in her own mind she knew all it took was one time, but nothing was going to spoil her moment with Tiny.
This was the only time she saw him vulnerable. His hands surrounded her holding her close.
“Am I hurting you?” she asked. Her ear was to his chest, and she listened to the rapid beating of his heart start to slow down.
“No, you’re perfect, Eva.” He kissed the top of her hand.
Tiny stroked her back, and she closed her eyes basking in their closeness. She couldn’t allow herself to give in to what he wanted. His relationship with his first wife hadn’t been all it was made out to be. Patricia had been his rock, but there had been problems. From what she’d been told from the first moment Tiny saw Patricia he’d been in love with her. At first, their marriage had been perfect, and it was only over time, after Tate was born, that things started to get difficult. In the beginning Tiny had been intent on making Fort Wills into the town it was today. He’d been protecting Patricia from his past. Something had happened to Tiny in Fort Wills before he met his first wife. Alex told her all about it one night. The other man didn’t blame Tiny for what happened. Nothing could stop cancer, and she knew Tiny had loved his wife.
In his own way, Tiny had saved the town and Patricia.
She tucked some hair behind her ear as reality started to set in. Not only was reality starting to set in but also the sounds of everyone moving around in the other room. Her father was coming at the end of the week to pick her up.
Sitting up she felt Tiny tighten his hold around her. “We don’t have to leave. The baby shower is not for a couple of days. No one needs us.”
“I’ve got to help organize everything,” she said, sitting up. His c**k twitched and started to harden once again. “Are you never satisfied?”
“Around you, no.”
She smiled and looked down at the names within his tattoo. The names showed his true nature, the caring man he tried to keep hidden from everyone.
He caught her hand as she made to touch the names. “Don’t,” he said.
“Why do you keep yourself away from everyone?” she asked, struck by how isolated he made himself.
“People die, and people get killed. I’m not going to risk getting close to people who died.” His hands touched her shoulder where the scar from the bullet she’d taken still lay. “You could have been killed because of me. I can’t let that happen.”
“So you screw women you don’t care about to throw off the scent of you actually being a decent human being.”
He grabbed both of her arms tight, sitting up. “Never make the mistake of thinking I’m a decent human being, Eva. I’m not. I’ve done shit that will make you sick to your stomach.”
“Everyone has a past, Tiny. You’re just too afraid to share yours.” She pushed him away and climbed off his lap. Their moment together had been short and sweet, but she wasn’t about to play twenty questions and try to get him to open up.
Tiny was a complicated man, but she knew far more than he realized.
“Fuck, Eva, stop. This is not what I had planned.”
She found her dress and started to work it back on. Her panties were ruined. Eva didn’t even bother to search for her bra. “No, you wanted to wipe the memory of Vegas, fine. It’s done. You’re a f**k machine and great at it.” She quickly got dressed putting her heels on. “I can take a lot of crap, Tiny. Keeping me off limits to your life while f**king me is not one of them. If you wanted me then I’d be by your side, and everyone would know it. Yes, you’ve got a past, but so have f**king I. I’m not some sweet little girl, Tiny. I was never one of them. That woman you knew wasn’t the true me. I’ve never been sweet.”
“Eva, wait,” he said.
Turning on her heel she made her way for the door. She didn’t care what people thought of her. Hearing him fumble around she didn’t give him chance to stop her. Unlocking the door she left the room. Several of the men saw her leave. They didn’t say anything to her, but she knew what they were thinking. The interest in their eyes was hard to ignore. Walking out of the door, she heard Tiny call her name. She didn’t stop and kept walking. Alex was stood by his car smoking a cigarette.
“Will you take me home?” she asked.
“Alex, don’t you f**king dare.” The tarmac surface must be stopping Tiny. When she looked back she saw him getting closer.
“Sure,” Alex said, climbing into the car. In the wing mirror she watched Tiny try to stop her. Nothing more was to be done. At the end of the week she’d be out of his life and wouldn’t look back.
****
Killer stood outside of Kelsey’s apartment building hoping to catch her on her way home. He would have waited outside of work, but the women were not particularly nice to her, and when he’d threatened to hurt them, Kelsey hadn’t been happy with it. She wanted nothing to do with him or The Skulls, which he understood. But he knew he could make her happy no matter what she said.
The attacks on the women had finally turned Kelsey away from him. Their relationship hadn’t been the best considering they’d first met when they were being attacked by a f**king drug gang.
Some of the Fort Wills women passed him giggling. They were blonde and slender, pushing their br**sts out to try to catch his attention. He wasn’t interested in any woman other than Kelsey. From the first moment he saw her, he’d been struck dumb. She was everything he’d ever wanted in a woman. Kelsey was sweet, intelligent, and she was a f**king dental nurse as well. He loved to spend his time watching her. Nothing else had to happen. He’d gladly watch her. When he spotted her coming around the corner he tensed. Her cherry blonde hair fell around her shoulders in waves as her head was bowed while she watched the floor in front of her.
He found it adorable how she never looked up to see who was watching her. She didn’t have any clue how beautiful she was.
“Kelsey,” he said, calling her name.
She jerked and looked in his direction. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of blue. He felt his c**k harden at the sight of her alone. Even surrounded in a coat he knew she had a sexy body to go with her face. He’d not seen her completely naked, but he’d seen enough to know what he liked.
“Theo, what are you doing here?” she asked.