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with a sweet-butt and when he did not. The
guilt was easy to see on his face.
    “You’re not old,” she said, glaring at her reflection.
She didn’t know why these insecurities were coming back to her. Eva wasn’t the
oldest old lady within the club. Rose was, Hardy’s woman.
    Shaking her head, she walked toward the bathroom.
Putting the plug into the bath, she turned the hot water on and started to fill
the tub. Striping her clothes off, she let out a sigh.
    “You know, I’ll never get tired of seeing you naked,”
Tiny said.
    Spinning around, she saw her man leaning up against
the doorframe.
    “I thought you’d be celebrating with the others.
You’ve got a meeting and a vote to do tonight.”
    She didn’t cover her body from his gaze. The moment
she did, he’d start to ask why, and she wasn’t ready to talk to him yet.
    “Angel and Lash have a lot of people greeting them.
I’m not needed downstairs. I’m needed here, with you. I want to know what’s going
on in that head of yours. Something is clearly bothering you.” He tugged his
shirt over his head, revealing well defined abs covered in ink. Licking her
lips, she averted her gaze in order to keep herself sane while she was around
him. Whenever Tiny got naked, she struggled to make sense of any of her
thoughts. “Tell me what’s going on.”
    He took a step into the room, tugging on her hands.
She stumbled against him, and any thought she was having, disappeared at the
feel of him.
    “Come on, baby. Talk to me. You’re my woman, my wife, my old lady. You don’t need to keep this shit from
me.” He placed a finger underneath her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Tell
me what’s going on in that head of yours.”
    Biting her lip, she stared into his eyes. “I’m scared, Tiny .”
    “Of what?”
    “The club,
Gonzalez, you. I can’t stop being scared, and pretending I’m not
scared is harder than anything else.” She pulled out of his arms and turned to
stop the water running into the bath.
    “That’s not all, is it?” he asked.
    She shook her head.
    “Then tell me everything that’s going on in that crazy
brain of yours.” His hands went to her hips, tugging her back against him. She
felt the roughness of his denim rubbing against her ass. Closing her eyes, she
wanted to give herself to him, but her fear held her back. Most of the time she
relented and gave in to the passion he stirred within her. Tiny had been different
with Gonzalez. She sensed the worry within him as well. When Tate ended up in a
coma because of his decision, it had almost broken him. Tiny didn’t want to
make the wrong decision and cost someone his life.
    “Just stupid
shit, Tiny. You don’t need to worry about anything.”
    “When it comes to you, I worry.” He muttered the words
against her head. “Tell me. I can help you.”
    Letting out a sigh, she turned in his arms.
    “I was thinking about what happens when I get older.”
She chanced a look up at him.
    He chuckled. “You’re worried about getting old?”
    “Yeah, you don’t exactly have a great track record
with being faithful to other women.”
    She made to turn away, but he caught hold of her chin
and forced her to look at him.
    “I’ll have you know I’ve been completely faithful to
you. I refuse to look at another fucking woman.” His arm banded around her
back, cupping her ass. Tiny squeezed the flesh, moaning as he did. “This is the
ass I want to squeeze, and fuck. You, Eva, you’re the woman I want in my bed,
the only woman I want in my life. I don’t care how old you get. You’re mine,
and I’ll never fucking stray from you.” He leaned
down, slamming his lips against hers. She melted against him, never wanting to
let him go.
    Whimpering, she wrapped her arms around his neck,
loving the feel of his tongue as he slid it across her lips. Opening up to his
invasive tongue, she met him halfway, and the taste of him exploded on her
tongue.
    Tiny pulled away from her first. He stared