Chapter Seven
Tiny stared at the three men who would later become prospects within the club. He’d been putting off seeing them for some time. Baker, Ink, and Fighter, that was how he remembered them. At this moment in their lives he didn’t give a fuck what their real names were. All three men looked strong, loyal even. They looked like they’d make good additions to his club, and he was more than happy to get them involved.
“Man, look at his ink. It’s fucking awesome,” Pussy said. He had his arms wrapped around Sasha, kissing her head. His fingers were stroking her arm while Sasha traced lines on his arm. The couple looked happy, content. On the floor beside her was the guard dog Pussy had bought for her. It was sweet watching the young couple. Seeing the two together threw Tiny off a bit. Pussy was a joker and liked to sleep around. Tiny hadn’t pegged him for the settling down kind of man. The ring on Sasha’s finger knocked Tiny’s assumptions out of the water. The man was clearly smitten with his woman.
“Do we need a baker?” Angel asked. “I mean, we don’t need anything else to tempt our hips.”
“I’m in for Baker,” Lash said. “I love your hips, baby, and I intend to work off whatever else you eat.”
She held their son Anthony in her arms while Lash held onto the both of them. The picture before him tightened Tiny’s resolve. They were a strong unit, secure in each other. Both of them were loyal to the other.
“I think Fighter should be tested against the best of your men, Daddy,” Tate said.
All of the crew was here in the clubhouse to be involved in the picking of a new prospect. Tiny had to admit he liked all three. The only person who wasn’t present was Whizz. Ever since his attack, the guy had never been late to a meeting. This was the first time the other man was late.
“Who would you have him fight against?” Prue asked.
“I’d have to go with Lash, Killer, or Zero. They’re pretty damn good fighters.”
“Hey, my man is a good fighter,” Sophia said, sticking up for Nash.
“Thanks, babe.”
“No problem. You know I like you all sweaty and sexy.” Sophia giggled as she wrapped her arms around Nash.
This was his family. The unit he’d come to rely upon and love. Eva squeezed his thigh, and he glanced down at her. She was smiling up at him with so much love. This was why he took care of the club. They were a family, and together they took care of the town. In the last few years he had started to lose all focus of why he fought for a town that clearly didn’t want to be saved at times.
“I’m sorry I’m late,” Whizz said, strolling down the stairs. He held three files, and the fucker was whistling. Ever since his attack Tiny couldn’t recall Whizz whistling. The good-natured man had been vacant from Whizz for so long. This was strange, and Tiny didn’t know if he liked it or not.
“Where have you been?” Killer asked.
“I was getting washed. I didn’t know we started already.”
The whole club looked at him. Tiny turned to see that, yes, the whole club was looking at him.
“Okay, I’m starting to freak out a little bit here. Is something wrong with me taking my time and having a wash?” Whizz asked.
“Do you have a woman upstairs?” Murphy asked.
“No, I don’t have a woman. No, nothing has changed. Everything is good, amazing really. Here are the files on the three men. They’re babies in the real world. Never been to prison or even got a speeding ticket.” Whizz handed him the files.
Taking them, Tiny flicked them open to see that Baker was indeed a good guy. He’d lost his young wife two years ago, closed up his baking business and gone on the road, settling in Fort Wills. Glancing at the man, he saw the pain in his eyes. Tiny knew what it was like to lose a wife. It broke a part of you on the inside. Even if Patricia hadn’t been the love of his life, he’d still loved her in his own way.
The thought of losing Eva filled him with despair.
Nodding toward Baker, he opened up the next file on Ink. Now, Ink was a player. Tiny didn’t know how Whizz got the kind of information he did. He was a great man, and it was a shame about what happened to him.
Ink liked the ladies, and because of it, he’d lost his job at the tattoo parlor where he was working because he fucked more clients than he inked.
Moving to the next person Tiny saw Fighter was a savage within the ring. He had killed several people while fighting illegally, but he was moving on in the world. Tiny couldn’t see a problem with the men.
“If you’re all voted in then you’re prospects. That doesn’t mean you’re part of the club. It means you deal with shit and earn your loyalty. There will come a time when we will all test you to see if you’re worth being a club member. Until then, you do everything we tell you without fucking complaining.”
“No, boss, they can complain, but it won’t do them any fucking good,” Lash said, snickering.
All of his boys snickered. The men were fresh meat and were going to be put through the ringer.
“Then let’s take a vote. Who votes for them to be in?” Tiny asked.
The whole club raised their hands. Several of the women did as well. Glancing at his daughter, Tiny saw the wicked smile on Tate’s face. She hadn’t been smiling for a long time. The club life wasn’t healthy for her. There was no way he could leave the club in her hands when he finally decided to throw his cut in. She wouldn’t have the first clue on how to run it and be the president’s old lady. The president’s old lady was as important as the president himself of the club. Without both, there would be problems. He didn’t know how he’d managed to run the club without Eva at his side. She made everything possible, and helped him when he needed it the most.
“Then I guess you’re all voted in,” Tiny said. He threw them each a prospect jacket and watched them all slide the jackets on. “I want you all to know this is not a fucking competition. I don’t want fighting between each other unless I demand you fight. This is a family. We all work together, and you will all work together as if you’re brothers and your lives depend on it. I don’t run a fucking crèche. Is that understood?”
The men nodded.
“Good, the toilets need cleaning out and my club women are all busy.” The look on their faces made him chuckle. “Dismissed.”
He watched people file out of the club, some of the Chaos Bleeds crew and the others from his own club. Standing up, he drew Eva to his side, kissing her lips. “Are we good?”
After their argument the other night he didn’t know where he stood with her.
“We’re okay for now. I want to talk about this again. I don’t like how you keep cutting me off.”
“I’m old, Eva.”
“No, you’re not. You’re perfect, but you don’t see it.”
He took her hand and led her through to his office. Closing the door, he pulled her against him. “Butch got a call last night.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Gonzalez asked about you. What you did with your day or where you went. Butch warned him that you were unpredictable.”
“You’re worried he’s going to come after me?”
“He came after Tate after I killed that cop. There’s nothing to say he won’t do the same with you.”
Eva stared at his chest. “You haven’t attacked or done anything to make him think you’re going to be naughty. You’ve covered everything else up.”
“I know. Thing is, he’s playing by different rules.”
“Are you sure killing him is the right thing to do? What if he’s got stuff in play?” she asked.
“Gonzalez is going to get killed. He paid someone to whack Murphy and Tate. We’re waiting for the right time, and then we’re going to kill him.”
She stared at him long and hard. “You know when you’re going to kill him, don’t you?”
“The town hall. We’re all arranging for Butch and Pussy to get married there. Gonzalez invited himself. We’re going to lure him there, and then we’re going to kill him and the men who come with him. Pussy took out Homer. We can take him out. Whizz and Ned are already dealing with the men Gonzalez paid to hit back at us. We’re working from the outside in.”
“You’re not going to want me there, are you?”
“You and the kids are going to go to a safe place. I’m not willing to risk your safety because of this.”
She shook her head. “Don’t push me away.”
“I’m not. We’ll talk about more kids after this mess has blown over. Until then, I can’t think about it. Not right now.”
Tears filled her eyes as she looked at him, cutting away at his soul.
“Baby, don’t cry,” he said.
“You’re not old, and I’m tired of your throwing that up in my face. I love you. I want to have more children with you. Why can’t you see that?” she asked.
“I can see that. I just don’t want to deal with more kids right now. After Gonzalez, I promise, we’ll have this talk.”
She cupped his face, dropping a kiss to his lips. “You better.”
“I love you, baby.”
“I love you, too. I’m sorry for being a bitch. I guess Gonzalez is finally getting to me. The stress of it all. I’ll back off about more babies for now. I’m going to grab the kids and head home. Will I see you tonight?” she asked.
“Yeah, I’m not sticking around here.”
“Good, I miss you when you’re gone. Are you bringing Lexie and Devil? They can come and eat dinner with us. Bring their kids, too. I’ll set up a room for them.” She passed him without saying another word. He felt bad for putting off the babies talk, but right now, he just couldn’t handle worrying about another person. Tiny worried about Eva so much already, and their two children, so more would just send him to an early grave.
Moving around to his desk, Tiny placed the files on top.
“I never expected to see Whizz whistling again,” Alex said, walking into the office.
“Don’t you have anyone else to bug or to annoy?”
“Nope. I’m not allowed to go back to Vegas, remember? I’m stuck here until I go back.”
“No one’s stopping you from jumping on a plane and leaving.”
“I’m not willing to risk the backlash off Gonzalez. The man’s a sick fuck, and I’ve got a kid and a club to think about.”
“You’re not going to make any snide comment about Devil and his crew being there for our prospects?” Tiny asked, looking up at him.
“No. I’ve been a dick, and I apologize. Did you tell Eva about the warning Butch gave us?”
“Yeah, I told her. I don’t think it’s going to do much good. She wants more kids.”
“So?” Alex took a seat opposite the desk.
“So, I’m getting fucking old, and I don’t want to start having more kids with all these fucking threats. It’s a struggle at times getting time alone with her. I’m a selfish bastard. I want more time.” Tiny ran a hand down his face. “Fuck, what happened to easy living?”
“You fell in love, and there went the easy living.” Alex shrugged. “I want more kids. Obviously I can’t have them with Cheryl, but I’ve been thinking about the future. I want more kids when the time is right.”
“Good for you. You need a woman to stay around long enough to get them.”
“I know. Money buys everything, Tiny, even women willing to give me a kid.”
Tiny shook his head. “What happened to you to make you so cold?” They’d known each other a long time. Tiny would never have pegged Alex down as the guy to screw a woman and leave a kid behind without checking to make sure first. The condom had broken from his encounter with Cheryl, leaving a kid as a consequence of a dirty weekend. Cheryl was now with Butch, and Alex was trying to make a relationship work with Matthew, his son.
“I didn’t get cold. Life happens, Tiny. Before you know where you are, you’re old and waiting for someone to make life meaningful.” Alex stood. “I think Lash is perfect by the way.”
“What?”
“To take over from you when you hand in the president crown. Lash is perfect. Angel is a lot stronger than people give her credit for. They would be great taking over the club you’ve taken so long to build up.” Alex walked toward the door.
“How do you know they’re perfect?”
“Because they’re strong together. They’re a solid unit, which is what this club needs. No one needs to follow someone who doesn’t have a clue what’s going on. Murphy, he’s not got what it takes and neither has Tate. She’s my niece, and even I see the truth of the decision. I’ll stand by whatever you decide.” Alex left the room, leaving Tiny alone.
Standing up, he stared out of the window in time to see Eva climbing into the car. He’d take his bike to get home to her.
“It was a pretty interesting morning,” Devil said.
Without taking his eyes away from the window, Tiny nodded. “Yeah, three new prospects. It doesn’t seem real, does it?”
“Do you think one of them is working for Gonzalez?”
“No. Whizz did all the necessary background checks. I trust him with this. Whizz can do anything with a computer.”
Eva drove out of the compound, and worry filled him. What if Gonzalez was going to send someone to hurt her? She had been through so much as it was. All of the women in the clubhouse had been through a lot.
Running a hand down his face, he tried to fight the fear. This was part of being with a club, the expected part. People got hurt in their world or they got killed. Tiny wasn’t looking forward to putting another body in the ground. He’d been putting bodies in the ground for too fucking long.
“They all seem like good guys. I wouldn’t trust my judgment though. I got one of our own killed.”
Tiny knew he was talking about Ashley. The Chaos Bleeds club whore and overall sweetheart had lost her head to Gonzalez while she was working for the crew. The death had fallen on all of them quite heavily. Tiny saw it in all the men. They each felt responsible for her death, and no matter how much revenge they took, it wouldn’t bring her back.
“Ashley was trying to help. It’s not your fault that she got killed,” Tiny said. “She knew the risks.”
“No, she didn’t know the risks, as otherwise she wouldn’t have been stupid enough to get herself killed. I can’t accept that she went willingly to her own death, and I didn’t even see it.” Devil took a seat, removing his jacket. “Lexie is pregnant again.”
“Congratulations.”
Should he give Eva another kid? He didn’t want to risk having twins again. Miles and Tabitha were angels, but when they were first born it had been a fucking struggle to get any sleep or rest. Eva had been exhausted, and so had he. For over three months they didn’t get two minutes to themselves to fuck or talk. Their life had been dominated by what the twins wanted or needed. He didn’t want to go back to that.
You’re being a selfish bastard.
Was he being selfish for wanting to spend as much time with his woman as possible?
“Usually I’d be celebrating. My woman is pregnant again. It’s time for a celebration, but right now, I can’t. With our other two kids I had a hold of everything. Piston County was our home. I had a deal going with Jerry, everything was working out, and now it has been taken from under me.” Devil stopped to turn his head.
Tiny watched him grit his teeth.
“That bastard has turned the town upside fucking down, Tiny. If we don’t get control of him, Elizabeth could end up like Judi. He could have my little girl working the streets or pushing drugs. I don’t want that for her. She’s my girl, my baby. All of my women need to be protected.”
“I feel you, man.”
“I need to know you’re on board with taking this fucker out. I don’t want any arguments from you or begging for me to keep him alive,” Devil said.
“Gonzalez put my daughter in the hospital. You’re not going to get anything else from me but compliance. I want him dead. I don’t care who gets to end the fucker as long as he’s not breathing and I’m there to see it.” Tiny stood and took the hand Devil offered him.
“Then we’ve got a deal. I love my family, Tiny. I’ll do anything for them.”
“Good. Eva wants you and Lexie to come to dinner. Bring the kids. I’m not in the mood to be on the bad side of Eva right now.”
“Why?”
“She wants more kids, and I’m too old to give her what she wants.”
“You’re insane,” Devil said. “No one is ever too old to have kids. Give your woman what she wants. She deserves it for putting up with your ugly ass.” Devil moved away. “I’ll be there around seven and bring the kids.”
“Yeah, Eva said you can stop over. She’s getting the rooms ready for you to stay.”
“You’re a lucky guy, Tiny. She’s a good woman, and you should let her have more kids. You won’t let her get a job, and it won’t be long before she starts to hate your guts.” Devil left the office.
What the fuck should he do?
****
Tucking hair behind her ear, Eva picked up Miles and took Tabitha’s hand as they made their way out of the bathroom. Dinner was cooking in the oven, slow cooked lamb with mashed potatoes and vegetables. It was a luxury meal but not challenging. If it was just her and the girls from the club then she would have tried something else. There was no point in trying to get Tiny and Devil to eat something different. They were meat and potatoes men, and they never allowed her to forget it. She didn’t mind.
“Mommy?” Tabitha said.
“What, baby?” She walked them across the hall into their bedroom where she laid out their clothing.
“Daddy’s sad all the time.”
“No, he’s not sad. He’s just busy. He got the club to look after as well as us, angel. He’s busy. Very busy.”
She placed Miles on the floor. Her two children started to dry themselves as she got together their creams.
“Bastard,” Miles said, yelling the word.
He’d spent too much time at the club.
“Enough!” Eva said, frowning. “It’s a naughty word, and we don’t say naughty words in this house.”
“Bastard. Bastard. Bastard.”
“Miles, listen to your mother,” Tiny said, snapping at their son.
Miles kept his mouth closed.
“What do you say?” Tiny asked, stepping into the room.
“I’m sorry for being naughty, Mommy.”
“Good. Swearing is naughty, and I don’t want to hear you say it.” She tweaked his nose and finished putting his night clothes on.
Picking Miles up, she watched as Tiny finished dressing their daughter. Glancing at the clock she saw it was six-thirty.
Tiny took Miles off her, holding both of their children in either arm. “Go and have a bath. I’ll take care of them. Relax. Devil said he’d be here around at seven. Knowing him I’d expect him to be late.” He kissed her cheek.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure. I’ve got the kids. Go, relax, and get ready for dinner.”
Stepping out of the room, she watched him go downstairs. Moving toward their bedroom, she quickly looked through the wardrobe and picked out a pair of jeans with a red button shirt. She left them on the bed then headed into the bathroom. Stripping down, she turned the tap on. Rubbing at her face, she removed her jewelry and climbed into the tub.
Resting her head back against the tub, she closed her eyes.
Seconds passed, and the door to the bathroom opened.
“Hey,” Tiny said.
Jerking up, she looked around for a towel.
“No, don’t worry, the kids are fine.”
“Why aren’t you with them?” she asked.
“There’s always a good reason to have a couple of prospects lurking around. They’re happy to take care of kids while their President comes and sits with his wife.”
She leaned back in the tub and stared at him. “There’s a prospect in my house?”
“Yeah, Baker is keeping an eye on the kids. I told him I didn’t want to be disturbed.” He moved to the side of the bathtub, kneeling as he rested his chin on his hands. “We need to talk.”
“If this has anything to do with me leaving or something like that then you can forget about it. I’m not leaving, Tiny.”
“This isn’t about you leaving or moving away from us.” He swirled the tips of his fingers in the water.
“What’s going on?” she asked.
His fingers went to her knee. She watched as he glided his hand up the inside of her thigh then caressed back down to her knee. The small touch had heat swamping her pussy. No matter how angry she got with Tiny, he always had the ability to turn her on.
“You’ve been talking a lot about kids.”
She tensed up. “And at every turn you’ve been telling me no. You don’t want anymore more kids because you feel you’re too old or you’ve been telling me we’ll talk about it later.”
“I didn’t think about you when I said that. I was thinking about myself.”
“Tiny, what’s going on?”
“Lexie’s pregnant again. She’s expecting their third child together. You’ve been through a lot for me and for the club. I don’t let you work as you don’t need to, but I didn’t think how you would feel about staying home all day.” He stopped talking and delved into the water to grab her hand. Tiny pulled her hand to his lips, kissing her knuckles. “What I’m asking now is what do you want? If you want more kids then I’ll give you more. I want you, Eva, nothing else and no one else.”
He kissed her hand, staring at her.
“I want another kid. You’re not too old, Tiny. I do want more children.”
“I wasted eight years with you,” he said.
The chemistry had always been there between them. They’d never acted on it. She was Tate’s nanny while he’d been her boss. He slept with everything that walked but wouldn’t let her go out on dates. Both of them had come a long way. She had gone back to Ned, and Tiny’s life had been in danger before either of them changed.
“Don’t. There’s no point in you regretting what happened in the past. We didn’t lose those eight years. We were still together in some way.”
“It doesn’t feel that way,” he said. “I missed eight years of getting to fuck you.”
She laughed. “You’re insane, Tiny. We’re making up for missed time now. Stop being a baby.”
Eva stopped laughing as he released her hand and placed his palm between her thighs. He slid a finger through her slit to sink into her cunt.
“I’m not being a baby. We’re going to make a baby.”
In and out he went, sinking his finger in deep. He pressed his thumb to her clit and moved from side to side, caressing over her nub slightly.
She gasped, closing her eyes.
“No, I don’t want you to close your eyes. Keep your eyes open. I want to see you come apart.”
A second finger slid inside her as he continued to stroke her clit.
Licking her lips, she gripped the edge of the tub as he worked her up to a frenzy.
“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you scream.”
Over and over, he caressed over her nub, drawing out the pleasure.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said.
“Tiny?”
“Not now, baby. I want to watch and feel you come all over my fingers and then I’m taking you out of the tub and we’re going to fuck.”
He was relentless with touching her pussy. His fingers filled her as his thumb attacked her clit. She always loved to be full when she came. Her orgasm lasted a lot longer when she came around Tiny’s cock or fingers.
“You’re so close, baby. I can see it. I’m going to fill you with my cum, and we’re going to make a baby together. You and me.”
His wicked words thrust her over the edge into pleasure. Crying out, she gripped his wrist, trying to keep him steady and also move away from him. The pleasure combined making it hard for her to focus on anything else but him.
“Please,” she said.
Tiny continued to stroke her, refusing to back away until she crashed into a second orgasm. Screaming and crying out the pleasure, she jerked in the water.
When her second orgasm was over, Tiny helped her out of the bath. He handed her a towel as he stripped naked, revealing his beautiful inked body. In quick moves he had her bent over the bathtub. He kicked open her ankles, spreading her thighs wide.
She felt him probing her pussy. In one quick thrust, he slammed deep inside her, taking her by surprise. Crying out, she gripped hold of the tub.
“Fuck, I love your fucking pussy.” He pulled out of her only to slam back inside. “I’m going to give you another fucking baby, Eva. You’re mine, and I’ll give you everything you want and need.”
He slammed inside her, over and over again.
Whimpering, she thrust back against him, needing him to go as deep as he could. Closing her eyes, she bit into her lip to try to stop the moans from being heard. She didn’t want to walk downstairs and see the latest prospect smirking at her.
Tiny gripped her hips, tightening his hold on her.
“Fuck, I’m not going to last.”
Within seconds, Tiny grunted, and she felt his release fill her pussy. His cock jerked, swamping her with his cum.
Their breathing was the only sound to be heard in the room.
“That was perfect, baby. You’re perfect.” He ran his hands up and down her body, stroking her nipples then going down to cup her pussy.
“We’ve got to move. Dinner is cooking,” she said, pushing some hair off her face.
“I don’t care about dinner. I’m not moving for a few minutes.”
“Why?”
“We want to get pregnant, and I’m making sure there’s no chance of this not working.”
She chuckled. “We can keep having sex, Tiny. I want kids, but there’s no need to make it a chore. It’s supposed to be fun.” She glanced at him over her shoulder.
“I’m inside you. It will always be fun.”
Dropping her head to her hands, she blew out a breath.
“We’ve got guests.”
“I don’t mind keeping them waiting.”
“I do. You need to wash as well.” She didn’t want it to end but knew their time had to. At least he was willing to let her have a baby now.
“Fine.” He pulled out of her, and Eva lowered herself into the water to finish washing.
Tiny sat on the toilet watching her.
“What’s the matter?” she asked.
“I’m going to give Lash and Angel the club once all of this is over.”
She glanced at him as she rubbed shampoo into her hair. “Are you sure? You didn’t seem that certain the other day.”
“I’m certain now. Lash and Angel are perfect to take over the club.”
“I trust your judgment.”
Eva finished washing and climbed out of the bath. Tiny held a towel out to her, and she stepped into it.
He wrapped the towel around her, kissing her lips.
“I’m going to wash, and then I’ll be down to help you.”
“Okay.”
Tiny kissed her lips again.
Pulling out of his arms, she walked around him to go into the other room. She quickly dried her body, wrapping her head in another towel as she got dressed. Once she was dressed, she dried her hair and pinned it up on top of her head to keep it out of the way. She didn’t bother with makeup, toed on some flip flops and walked downstairs. Glancing in the sitting room, she saw Baker was playing with the kids and nothing was going wrong. She was surprised.
“Do you want a drink?” she asked.
Baker looked up at her. He had a nice set of blue eyes.
“I’ll take a coffee, thanks.”
Nodding, she waited to see if he’d make a comment about the noise. He didn’t and went back to playing with the kids. Shrugging, she entered the kitchen and turned the potatoes off to see they were ready to be mashed. She always left them on low so she had enough time to get ready.
Setting the kettle on to boil, she glanced at the clock to see that Devil and Lexie were in fact late. Tiny knew his friends well, and she was pleased she hadn’t rushed through dinner but left it on the lowest heat.
Opening the window, she started to make a drink for Baker. When it was done, she quickly checked on the meat then made her way back into the sitting room. Baker was sitting on the sofa while Miles and Tabitha stared at the cartoon channel.
“You’ve got no chance of getting their attention,” she said, handing him the cup.
“Thank you.”
“You can call me Eva.” She offered him a smile and took a seat on the arm of the sofa.
“Thank you, Eva.”
Her two children didn’t even turn to look at them.
“Thank you for taking care of them.” Heat filled her cheeks even though she willed herself not to get embarrassed.
“Don’t worry about it. I like looking after kids.” His face darkened as he looked into his cup.
“Do you mind me asking why you joined the club?” she asked.
“I’ve got nowhere else to go. I sold the bakery up, and nothing else has my loyalty. I heard good things about The Skulls, and I want to be part of something bigger than what I am. I know it’s what my wife would have wanted, for me to find some focus, some direction in my life.”
She rested her hand on her thigh, thinking about what he said. It was a good answer, but her curiosity got the better of her.
“What happened to your wife?”
“She was hit head on by a drunk driver.” He stopped, and she watched as he gritted his teeth. “She was coming to the bakery to visit me. It was late, and I was just closing up. The truck didn’t even see her walking in the road he was that far gone. He hit her, and she died instantly.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“Yeah, the bastard is in prison serving time. I sold the bakery and moved away. She was coming to tell me that she was pregnant with our first kid.” He looked at Miles and Tabitha. “I love kids. I don’t mind babysitting for you whenever you need it.”
She smiled. Reaching out, she placed a hand on his shoulder. “I’m so sorry you went through something so awful. I hope The Skulls offer you what you need.”
Gash was back, and now they had three prospects to nurture. Tiny would put them through hell, but he’d also test them to make sure they were making the right decision. The doorbell rang, and she left him to watch her kids. Lexie stood with Devil, and between them they had their three kids.
“I’m a big boy. I don’t need carrying,” Simon said.
“I know, son,” Devil said.
Chuckling, she took Simon’s hand and led him through to the sitting room. “Baker will keep an eye on you.”
Simon went to Tabitha’s side and poked her in the arm. “Hey.”
Before Eva could stop her, Tabitha punched Simon in the face. Instead of the boy crying, he chuckled and sat beside her.
Kids were certainly strange.
“I’m sorry about that,” Lexie said.
“Don’t worry about it. I don’t think they’re holding it against each other. I don’t think we should.” Eva escorted them through to the dining room as Tiny was coming down. He was dressed in a pair of jeans and white shirt. His entire wardrobe was made up of white shirts and jeans along with a couple of leather jackets.
She watched Tiny and Devil shake hands.
“Come on, they’re going to start talking and I’m starving,” Lexie said.
“Will you be going back to Piston County before we get the plans for the wedding?” Eva asked.
“I don’t know. Pussy wants to marry Sasha as soon as possible. Devil still has his doubts about her.”
“Why? Pussy and Sasha are perfect for each other.”
“She’s blind, and Devil worries that she’s not good for the club with her vulnerable state.”
Eva shook her head. “It shouldn’t be a problem. Pussy will protect her, and Sasha’s clearly not stupid. She won’t put herself in difficult situations.”
“That’s what I keep telling him, but he worries.”
She couldn’t argue with Lexie about that. Tiny always worried about his club. He worried about Sophia when Nash and Zero both had a thing for her, but that worked out fine in the end. Sometimes it was easier to take a step back and let life take whatever course it chose rather than interfere.
Going through to the kitchen Eva worked with Lexie to get dinner finished. They talked about the wedding and what Pussy and Butch wanted for their women. The wedding was going to be a joint one where both clubs joined in on the celebrations. Eva wondered if Lexie knew the truth of what was going to happen at the town hall. Long ago she’d given up caring about what Tiny did to make sure the club survived. Everything he did was for the good of the club.
Lexie started to hum as they finished serving up dinner. Eva really did like the other couple and hoped nothing came between them all.