Pulling away, he refused to give in to the call of the woman looking after his daughter. Thinking about everything else, slowly his c**k started to deflate. Nothing was ever going to happen between him and Eva. The other woman was way too young, and he wasn’t going to let another woman close.
Did you even let Patricia close?
He didn’t want to think about it and started working. Eva was just a woman like all the rest. There was nothing important about her.
Chapter One
One month from Nash
“Give me a heads-up,” Tiny said, looking at the room full of his men. They all looked wound up tight, and he knew it was hard for them. Nash was sat beside his brother, and the last time he’d pissed in a cup for them, the man had been clean. Seeing all of his men together, free of the past, filled Tiny with pride at what he’d been able to create in the last twenty years. He, with the help of his men, had made Fort Wills what it was today.
“My baby shouldn’t be covering the f**king club in pink shit. Fucking bad for our reputation,” Tiny said, slamming his fist on the table.
“They’re having a baby shower. It’s quite mellow considering Tate’s in charge,” Lash said, chuckling. The rest of the crew followed suit. “Three of our women are pregnant. It’s the least we can do with all the shit they’ve gone through.”
The last comment sobered up the whole group. Tiny didn’t break eye contact with any of his men. In the last few months they’d lost a lot as a group, but Tiny wasn’t going to let anything more happen. The Skulls and Fort Wills were his home. They were all his family.
“What’s happening with Eva?” Nash asked.
“She’s staying for the shower, and then she’s gone,” Tiny said, running a hand down his face. In the last couple of weeks he’d not been able to talk her round to staying with him. What could he really do? During her time with him Eva had been his everything, yet she was leaving at the first opportunity. He’d never begged a woman to stay with him, and he wasn’t about to start even though he wanted to. Eva was in his blood, driving him to be a better person. Her leaving would hurt deep. She’d stuck around after he f**ked other women, the attacks, and even when he’d treated her like shit. Thinking about Eva made him ache to be the better man. He was pissed about her leaving him, but at the same time he understood why she was leaving.
“What about her father? Will he be coming back here? Will Daddy be coming to kick your ass?” Lash asked.
Eva was not just the ordinary woman he’d first thought. She was the daughter of Ned Walker, a legendary fighter who owned a Las Vegas underground fighting ring. The boys thought it was funny his woman was the daughter of one of the toughest men around. Tiny had been shocked about it when he found out the news.
“I don’t know. She’s not spoken to me in some time.” In the last few weeks he’d been trying to figure out who would set some two-bit crooks onto his men. Something wasn’t adding up to him, and he didn’t know what it was.
Silence fell on the room. He heard the giggles and the girlish music coming from the other room. Tate really loved the attention being lavished on her. Angel and Sophia were in the same boat with his daughter. All three women were pregnant, expecting the next wave of Skull males. He didn’t know if he was happy. Every time he looked at Murphy he wanted to slap him on the back and beat the shit out of him for touching his daughter. The emotions were swamping him once again. His baby was pregnant, and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it.
“The next shipment is scheduled for the eighth,” Alex said. “Ned wants this moving no later than that.”
The drugs again. Glancing at Nash he saw the other man was fine. “Do you think you can handle a shipment?” Tiny asked. After the downfall last time, Tiny didn’t know if he was ready to have the other man on a drug run.
“I’m good. We need the shit moving. I’m back to business. I f**ked up, and I know that. I’m ready to prove myself. I’ve got your back.”
“Good. Who wants to bow out of this run?” Tiny asked. He never forced any of his men to make a run with the drugs if they didn’t want to. They all pitched in on other jobs. The drug runs were more dangerous than anything else.
No one put their hands up, not even Killer, which surprised him. The other man had been staying behind to date the other woman he’d seen hanging out with his daughter. With the shit happening in the last few months he didn’t know everything that was going on with his men. Tiny knew it was something he needed to change very soon.
“Killer?” Tiny asked, singling him out.
“Got nothing to stay behind for. I’ll be joining you and the rest of the crew.” Killer didn’t flinch or back down.
“Fair enough. We leave on the seventh in the hope of getting the shit moved.” He slammed his hand down on the desk signaling the end of the conversation. The men got up leaving the room. The moment the door opened, Tiny got his first real glimpse of the pink. Even the air smelled like strawberries, vanilla, and honey. If his enemies were to see the club they’d be sure to be pissing themselves laughing at his club.
“Do you think doing the shipment is wise? I can tell Ned to hold everything off,” Alex said.
“No, we can’t wait.” Tiny stood then turned away to look out of the window. Something felt way off about everything that was happening. He couldn’t put his finger to it, only had a feeling deep in his gut telling him to watch his back. Tiny hadn’t felt this way in a long time. He couldn’t quite put his finger on the feeling, but he recognized it.
“Think, Tiny. We’ve got a lot of enemies right about now. I know what you’re thinking about Nash and everything.” Alex stood beside him.
“What are you thinking?” Tiny asked, curious to know.
“The past can’t always stay buried. The past has a way of finding us.”
He didn’t say anything to Alex’s words. His past was not shiny or even great, but it needed to stay in the f**king past. Tiny had done shit in his life he wasn’t proud of. The shit he’d done before forming The Skulls would have his daughter and Eva running in the opposite direction. “Do you know anything?”
“No, nothing has been found out, but you and I both know those two-bit crooks didn’t set for Fort Wills on their own. This town is bad news to our enemies. Someone was telling them what to do. Someone who knows us and how to get past us.”