Tiny (10 page)

He stopped at the door with
his back to her.

“Please don’t leave. I’m
sorry. I’m an idiot. Please, come back.”

“No. I’ve got shit to do. I
shouldn’t have come here. It was a mistake.”

Killer left, taking his
anger with him. The door slammed making her tense.

Running to her phone, she
quickly dialed Tate’s number.

“Hello.” Murphy answered the
phone.

“I need to speak to Tate.
It’s an emergency.”

Whatever Killer had to do,
it wasn’t going to go well for some of the men.

Chapter Five

Tiny woke up hearing his
cell phone ringing. The sun was shining in the partially opened curtains. His
cell phone stopped ringing. Rubbing a hand down his face to clear the sleep
from his mind, he glanced down to see Eva asleep on his chest. He kept one hand
on her back as he reached out to the cabinet beside the bed.

Tate’s name flashed on the
screen. He was about to dial her number again when his cell phone went off.
Clicking the accept button, he put the phone to his ear.

“What could you possibly
need this early in the morning?” Tiny asked.

Eva moaned and started to
wake up.

“Is that Eva? You’ve got Eva
in your bed? Is she there willingly?”

His daughter was going to
spoil his good mood. “Of course she bloody is here willingly. What kind of man
do you take me for?”

“I got my answer. I know
you, Dad. Piss you off and you give me what I want.” She giggled, which only
riled him up more.

“Tell her to stop being
mean
,” Eva said, mumbling.

He relayed her words. Tate
grew quiet, changing the conversation. “I phoned up because Kelsey is worried.
Killer was with her last night, and to cut a rather long story short, he’s after
Zero and Butch.”

Eva moved off him, and Tiny
stood staring out of the window.

“What do you mean?”

“He’s called Killer for a
reason. Something tells me Butch and Zero are not going to last much longer if
he gets hold of them. They’ve pissed him off. Murphy is trying to find him, and
I’m on my way to the club. He didn’t go back to the compound last night.”

Tiny heard his daughter on
the move.

“Fine, I’ll be at the club.
He should listen to me.”

Eva snorted and climbed out
of bed. He stared down the line of her back. Bruises from his fingers decorated
her hips. His cock swelled at the sight of her walking away.

“I’d hurry up unless you
want to burry some of your men.” Tate hung up.

“Trouble
in paradise?”
Eva asked.

“Someone has pissed off
Killer. I’ve got to go.”

“Okay.”

“Are you coming with me?” He
checked through the drawers and wardrobe finding them empty.

“Your room is next door, and
yes, I’ll come with you. I’ve got some jobs to sort out with Tate. It’ll be fun
to see who can beat Killer.”

Leaving the room he quickly
grabbed a shirt and jeans before heading downstairs. Eva was already stood by
the door. She wore a pair of jeans and a shirt. He was struck by how young she
looked. Last night he’d not given a thought to her age.

“Don’t go all coy on me
now,” she said.

He ignored her, grabbing his
keys and unlocking the door. Eva followed him out the door. Handing her a
helmet, he quickly put one on himself and climbed on his bike. She moved behind
him, holding onto his waist as he started up his machine.

Her arms felt good, and he
was struck by the memory of her on her knees in the shower. He’d backed her up
to the corner of the stall and fucked her mouth, going as deep as he could go.
Tiny hadn’t found release in her mouth but pulled her to her feet and forced
her up the wall. He’d fucked her hard against the wall. Their bodies had slapped
together with hot water cascading down around them. He shook the image from his
thoughts.

His cock thickened even as
he tried to concentrate on riding. She tightened her hands around his waist,
and he kept his focus on the road.

Thirty minutes later he
arrived at the compound. Some of the prospects were already working on the cars
at the front of the building. He ran a garage along with many other businesses.
They needed to keep their bikes in working order, and having a garage allowed
him to take care of his boys and the bikes. It also meant people didn’t look too
closely at his investments.

Parking his bike, Eva
climbed off, handing him the helmet. She flicked her head forward and shook out
her hair. “There’s nothing like helmet hair,” she said, turning on her heel and
walking away.

He couldn’t believe how much
of a challenge she was turning out to be. Tiny knew she wasn’t staying beyond
Friday even though he wanted her to. So many women stayed around to ask their
men what they should do or waited for them to give instructions. Eva was
independent, and nothing was ever going to change that about her. She didn’t
need him to tell her what to do, but she gave him the control in the bedroom.
He was starting to believe that Eva was only collecting memories to take away
with her, and it hurt him more than he liked to think about.

Putting both of their
helmets on the bike he followed her inside to where the commotion was taking
place. He saw a bottle being thrown across the room and smash against the wall.
Lash and Angel were stood together, shaking their heads. Tate was watching the
fighting.

His daughter turned around
to look at him. “You were a little late. Killer got here about five minutes
ago.”

Pushing his way through the
crowd, Tiny saw Killer still wore his Skulls cut.

“He’s in a really bad mood.
I wouldn’t recommend getting involved,” Tate said.

Murphy stood next to Tate,
guarding her.

“What the fuck is this
over?” Tiny asked, getting annoyed. Two of his tables were broken with multiple
chairs shattered around the room. Zero and Butch were stood at opposite ends
with Killer in the middle.

“What the fuck, man? What
did we do to you?” Butch asked.

Zero had blood coming down
from his nose, and bruising had already started to come around his left eye.
Tiny knew it was going to sting when the adrenaline wore off.

“Kelsey heard these two
talking smack about Killer. He’s pissed about them talking about his past and
is taking retribution,” Tate said. “She’s on her way. I asked her to come in
case you couldn’t talk the giant down.”

“Giant?”
Tiny
asked,
wincing as Killer
kicked out at Butch, hitting the other man in the stomach. Butch went down
quickly. Killer picked Butch up and threw him against the wall.

“Tate nicknamed Killer ‘Giant’,”
Murphy said, smiling.

“Yeah, he’s like a giant,
look. Killer lifted Butch up as if he was rag doll. He’s tall and in control.
He’s a giant. I wish I had some popcorn.” She rubbed her stomach.

Zero charged at Killer and
jumped on the other man’s back. His arm went around Killer’s neck. “Back down!”

Tiny watched the struggle.
This fight was between brothers. He would only interfere if someone lashed out
wrongly or made the fight dirty.

“No, you should learn to
keep your fucking mouths shut.” Killer leaned forward, flinging Zero off his
back to the floor.

Zero blocked a punch and spun
away from the kick intended for his ribs.

Tiny would give Killer
credit. The bastard was determined to win.

Butch finally got up off the
floor. He looked a little dazed and threw a beer can at Killer. “I’m here.”

Killer
turned,
intent on causing destruction to the other brother. Tiny tensed, waiting for
his moment to intervene.

“Killer, stop!” The feminine
voice interrupted all the action. Kelsey charged through the crowd. At her
voice Killer did stop.

“Yeah, stop this shit,”
Butch said, pissing the other man off. Killer started walking toward Butch
again. Pain was clearly his intention.

Kelsey ran in front of Butch
putting her hand up. “I said stop.”

Killer stopped, staring at
her.

“Your woman is going to
protect me,” Butch said, smirking. Bruises were all over Butch’s face from
being treated like a doll. Tiny would have recommended the other man be silent.

“Shut the fuck up. He’ll
hurt you and make you wish you were dead.” Kelsey had her hand up. She took a
step forward until that hand was pressed to Killer’s chest.

Tiny watched Killer’s jaw
tense as he stared at the woman in front of him.

“I should have known it
would take a cherry blonde to tame him,” Tate said. “I touched her hair up a
week ago.”

Zero and Butch stood
together behind Kelsey, who stared at Killer without flinching.

“Move out of the way,
Kels
.”

“It was my fault. You do not
need to take your anger out on them. They’re not the problem. I shouldn’t have
been listening into their conversation. Stop this. It’s not worth it.”

Killer wiped at his mouth
where a small mark of blood was in the corner.

“This wasn’t about what they
fucking said. It was the fact they were talking about me.” Killer slapped his
chest. “What I did for my past club is no one’s fucking business but mine.” He
turned to glare at Murphy. “You told me my past would fucking stay there.”

The pain in Killer’s eyes
hurt Tiny. He felt responsible for all of his boys’ pain. The man before him
was hurting and hurting bad.

Before he could say
anything, Killer turned back to Kelsey.

“I killed people for my
club. I did what I had to in order to fucking survive. I killed men and women.
They gave the order, and they were dead. It was in my past, and if I had to
kill anyone to protect you, I would.” Killer took a step forward, gripping
Kelsey’s arms.

Tate
tensed, clearly ready to kick some giant ass if Kelsey was harmed.
Tiny would hold her back. There was no way he’d let
his daughter get hurt if she started. The way Murphy moved in front of her, the
other man was of the same mind.

“I won’t apologize for who I
was. This is the man I am, and I’m capable of killing anyone, and if I was
asked to protect you or this club then the bastards would die.” Killer slammed
his lips down on Kelsey. She didn’t fight him.

When it was over, Killer
released her and walked out of the club. Silence fell over the club. Butch
stumbled into one of the sweet-butt’s arms. Sophia rushed to Zero’s side,
checking to make sure nothing was broken. Zero had been close to Sophia, and it
showed.

Tiny glared as Zero smiled.
The way Zero touched Sophia left no one in doubt of the man’s feelings for
Nash’s woman. Tiny had warned Zero about poaching. Tiny hoped he didn’t have to
kick the guy’s ass to make him back down. Tate went to Kelsey. Eva moved to
stand beside him. “You need to deal with Zero. His feelings could get the whole
club killed.”

“I know.”

She took his hand, offering
him her strength.

“I’ve kicked enough of my
boys’ asses.”

“If it needs to be done then
you’ve got no choice but to do it.” Eva squeezed his hand then stepped away.

“Come back to my office,” he
said, wanting inside her tight warmth more than he wanted to deal with club
business.

“Can’t.
The night is over, and we’re back to normal.” She
went on her toes and kissed his cheek. “Business comes first, and you’d agree
with me.”

She turned away completely,
moving away from him.

He watched her until she
disappeared completely from his sight. When she was gone he grabbed, Lash,
Nash, and Murphy before heading out to ‘round the back of the compound for some
privacy.

“What’s this about?” Lash
asked.

Lighting up a cigarette,
Tiny took a deep drag, feeling relaxed for a few short seconds. “Your women go
into town regularly, right?”

Turning to the men, he saw
the confusion on their faces.

“I’ve not asked. Tate does go
to the salon. Since being run over she doesn’t go into town alone. I’m with
her. I’ve not seen anything strange,” Murphy said.

“Same
here.”

“Sophia and I have been
dealing with the house. It still needs a lot of work. What’s going on here?”
Nash asked.

“Something doesn’t sit right
with me from your kidnapping.” Tiny pointed at Nash. “We’ve talked about it,
and you said they worked for someone else. What did they say?” They had been
over the same ground a thousand times. No matter what Nash said, Tiny couldn’t
piece together what was bothering him.

“Gill was terrified. All of
the men were scared. They were hired by men that were clearly serious. It has
got to take something to make a bunch of thugs scared, right?” Nash asked.