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gray eyes.
    She was damn beautiful now.  Her face had carved out nicely, baby fat gone, ivory skin as far as the eye could see, dark wavy hair hanging down her back, full fucking lips and those damn big and beautiful eyes; color of a rain cloud.  God dammit mother fucking shit.  Her awful singing.  Those damn chucks.  Those fucking tits.  Fucking fat and heavy, nipples hard, pressing through her threadbare Harley tee.  Jeans, big and baggy, hanging real low on her hips, low enough to see her hip bones.
    He wanted inside of her.  It was sick and he knew it.  His old man kinda sick.  But there it was.
    And he wasn't the only one.  Frankie had it bad and not in a good way.  Kid was fucked up.  Got crazy eyes every time he looked at her. He got the jealousy thing.  Eva was a fine piece of ass; being as sweet as she was, as smart as she was, and not giving a shit about mainstream crap, only made her even hotter.
    “Fuck,” He muttered.  He had to get out of there.  Get on his bike and get the fuck out of Manhattan.  Away from Eva fucking Fox and her soul sucking eyes.
    He made it down to the fourth floor stairwell when he heard yelling coming from the floor below.  Pausing, he leaned over the railing. 
    “What's wrong with me?” Frankie demanded.
    “Nothing,” Eva said.  "It's not just you.  I don't want to be inv olved with any one…like that."
    "You looked pretty fuckin' involved on the roof talkin' to that fuckin' Horseman! I watched you with that fuckin’ asshole!  You were fuckin’ flirtin’ with him!  You let him touch your fuckin' face!”
    “Yeah Frankie, I was flirting with him not shoving my tongue down his throat.  He’s hot, so what?  It’s not like he gives two shits about some sixteen year old girl he barely knows!”
    She thought he was hot?  Women didn’t think he was hot.  They thought he was scary as fuck.  But this beautiful, young, sweet as fuck girl thought he was hot.  His cock jerked.
    Fuck. 
    Don't go there asshole.  Do not fucking go there.
    “Not the fuckin’ point babe!  What the fuck did I tell you?  WHAT THE FUCK DID I TELL YOU ABOUT OTHER FUCKIN’ GUYS?”
    Eva sighed noisily.  “You said they’d hurt me.  They’d use me and throw me away.”
    “Yeah, baby.”  Frankie ’s tone had gone soft and threatening.  “What else did I say?”
    "Sheesh, Frankie, what is up your butt tonight?"
    "What. Else. Did. I. Say."
    "That they would never love me.  That only you will love me."
    Man, this kid was sick.
    “Want you on my cock, Eva.  Sick of waitin'.”
    Deuce’s teeth clenched.  If Frankie wasn’t Preacher’s fucking golden boy he'd fucking kill him.
    "Then stop waiting!" She shot back.  "Because it's not gonna happen!  You're like my brother Frankie!  My brother!"
    “You keep sayin’ that,” He growled.  “But we’re fuckin’ sleepin’ next to each other every night, an your pressin' your tits on my arm an your ass on my cock and I’m so fuckin’ hard I can’t see straight and you won’t fuckin’ do shit 'bout it.  Makin’ me go out and fuck other bitches when you know I only want you.  When you know I’m not gonna let anyone else fuckin’ near you.  Ever.  Never ever Eva.  You get me or you get nothin’.  Do you get that?  You're not with me, you're never with no one.”
    Ass.  Hole.
    "Frankie," She said evenly.  "Stop acting crazy.  I do not press anything against you.  You wrap yourself around me like a damn blanket and it's you who is always rubbing against me and copping feels.  And if you keep throwing this shit in my face I'm going to tell daddy you sleep in my bed every night.  And I'll tell him you jerk off right next to me."
    He heard Frankie’s heavy boots pounding the wood floors, then a door slammed.  He waited a beat then continued down the stairs.
    Eva was sitting in a corner on the third floor landing, knees pulled up to her chest, smoking a cigarette.  Her head turned in his direction and