Tiny by Sam Crescent Page B

heard,” Ned said.
    Glancing at Nash, Tiny grit
his teeth together. Nash had been under the influence of alcohol and drugs. The
intoxicating substances didn’t excuse his behavior, but Nash had worked like
hell to get back on the straight and narrow.
    “What about it?” Tiny asked.
    “You beat the kid to a
bloody pulp. Eva didn’t even have a scratch on her, and you fought for her.”
    “What are you trying to
say?” Tiny faced him.
    “If you’re going to hurt my
daughter you would have done it. When was the last time you took another woman
since your last time in Vegas?”
    Tiny didn’t answer him. He
glared, waiting for him to make a point. Since their time in Vegas, Tiny hadn’t
been able to touch another woman. Stepping over the line with Eva had sealed
his fate. No other woman would do for him. Even though Vegas hadn’t been that
long ago, Tiny felt a difference in himself .
    “I see you’re going to be a
hard ass. Your loss. Evangeline is a tough woman. I
made sure she could handle herself.”
    He noticed Ned said her
whole name. Tiny loved her name. It was beautiful like the woman.
    “We’ll be out of your way
within the hour.”
    Ned moved away without a
word. Tiny watched him go seeing the arrogance and confidence in his movement.
    There was nothing he could
do to stop her. Leaving the party behind, he went to his office. He didn’t shut
the door as he didn’t want any of his men to be getting the wrong idea.
    “You’re hiding away in
here?” Eva asked.
    She was stood leaning
against the doorframe.
    “I’m not hiding. I’m
waiting.” He sipped at his beer, staring down the length of her body. Memories
of the last time he’d seen her in this room ran through his mind. Her body had
been naked, open and waiting for him.
    “Tate’s excited about
everything.” Eva didn’t move from her spot.
    Tiny caressed the spot on
the desk where he’d tasted and taken her.
    “I’ll always remember what
you looked like when you took my cock.”
    He heard her gasp. Glancing
up, he saw her advance into the room. She rounded the desk, wrapped her arms
around his neck and brought him down to her.
    She claimed his lips,
plunging her tongue into his mouth. He gripped her ass, pressing his hard dick
against her stomach. Their moans mingled together, and with his other hand, he
held her head still.
    His heart was pounding, and
the need was intense. Never once had he ever felt this way with anyone, not
even Patricia. He felt like he was drowning in her essence.
    “Don’t go,” he said,
whispering the words against her lips.
    “I’ve got to.” She broke the
kiss, leaning her head against his chest.
    “No, you don’t. I’ll take
care of you.”
    She stroked his chest,
running her fingers across his patch.
    “No.” Eva pulled out of his
arms. Her lips were bruised from his kisses. “You’ll forget about me soon enough.”
She caressed his cheek then moved away. He followed her out and paused as Tate
pulled her into a hug.
    His men offered their wishes
and goodbyes. Ned led the way outside, and he went with the crowd. She waved to
everyone climbing in the car. He broke through the crowd, watching Ned pull
away from the curb.
    Eva turned around and stared
at him. Her hand was up, waving to him.
    Tiny couldn’t tear his gaze
away as she drove out of his life.
    ****
    “Eva?” Ned asked.
    She was staring at Tiny, who
stood with his hands fisted at his sides. There was nothing for her to do. She
had to get away. If she gave into him then he’d regret his decision. Tiny was
not ready for any kind of commitment. Living with him had made her aware of the
kind of man he was.
    “Don’t, Dad.” She spoke
still seeing the man she loved getting smaller as they moved away.
    When she could no longer see Tiny’s outline she turned back around to stare out of
the front of the car. The scenery didn’t catch her eye. She was too busy
remembering the feel of Tiny’s lips on hers. They
were silent for several