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be here when you do.” Alex moved away from him. “Eva will leave if
you don’t do something about it.”
    He froze, turning to look at
the other man. “Why are you saying this shit to me?”
    “Patricia is dead. She died
a long time ago. It’s time you moved on.”
    “She was your sister.”
    “And she’s my dead sister. I miss her, but it’s time
to move on. Waiting around is never good news for a man. Fucking any woman with
a warm hole is not going to satisfy you for long either.” Alex left the room
after his words.
    What Alex didn’t know was
Tiny hadn’t missed Patricia in a long time. Yes, he’d taken plenty of mourning,
and he’d gone through a stage of hating himself and guilt. The ring he’d once worn
was lying in a drawer at his home. Eva had been the one woman plaguing his
thoughts for so long. She was living, breathing, and didn’t give him shit for
being part of the club. Her attitude was always directed at him. There was
nothing else he could do about Eva. The sound of the door opening followed by
the feminine scent of strawberry swamped him. Evangeline Walker was a mixture
of sweetness and tough bitch. In the last few months he’d seen more of the
tough bitch than he had in the entire time he’d know her. It was like her
father visited Fort Wills and reminded her of who she was. He loved both parts
of her, and that was what scared him.
    “Are you hiding out in
here?” Eva asked. Her voice went straight to his dick, and he was rock hard.
The one time they’d been together he’d fucked it up. Tiny remembered every
detail of their time together even down to collapsing afterwards beside her. It
was not and never would be one of his finest moments. He hated every second of
the memory. Tiny had treated sweet-butts better than he had Eva. The one chance
he got with her and he’d blown it. He’d gotten her naked, thrust away, found
climax in her sweet, tight cunt and fallen asleep afterwards. The memory alone
made him feel fucking old.
    “I’m not hiding from
anyone.” Closing his eyes, he took several deep breaths before giving Eva his
attention. She wore a blue dress with a belt around her waist. The fabric
pulled in at the waist and flared out at her hips. He didn’t know a dress could
be so damn seductive and revealing while also covering up her flesh at the same
time. Her tits were more than handfuls for him. Tiny recalled her large nipples,
which budded when she was aroused. Fuck, his cock pressed against his jeans
demanding attention.
    Her hair fell around her in
waves in some kind of style. She looked sophisticated, beautiful, and
everything he couldn’t have. Since finding out about her father, he found
himself paying more attention to her. Eva was far out of his league even if her
father ran an underground fighting ring.
    “Could
have fooled me. Tate is buzzing
with excitement out there. She needs her father. You’re going to be a
granddaddy before long,” she said. Her hands were pressed together in front of
her. He wondered what she would do if he pulled her into his arms and kissed
her, messing up her outfit.
    “Don’t talk about me being a
granddaddy.” Tiny shook his head hating the knowledge that he was getting old.
    “You’re going to be fifty
years old in a few months, Tiny. You better get used to it. There will be a
little baby calling you granddaddy, and you’ll love it.” Eva smiled, taking a
step closer to him.
    “Are you going to be staying
for that?” he asked.
    “For
what?”
    “My
birthday?” He didn’t give a fuck about
his birthday. In the last few years Eva and Tate had celebrated the event with
a cake, but he really didn’t care for it. Getting old was not fun at all. Every
year he was reminded of how long he’d been fighting. What he was fighting, he
didn’t know anymore. Fort Wills was safe. The past threat hadn’t risen up in
the last twenty years. Tiny doubted anyone was going to come back now. Twenty
years was a long fucking time to