Page 29 of Tiny's Law

“So do it,” I snarkily test him.

I let out a sound mixed between surprise and excitement as his large hand palms my ass, heating it through the leather. “Let’s go inside.”

I roll my lips between my teeth and nod. Squeezing my ass one more time, he pulls his hand away. He reaches out and takes my hand in his instead, lacing our fingers together.

I don’t know who let this man in on my secret love language, but he’s already checking every box, and I’m still not even sure if this is an actual date.

A large, scary-looking man stands at the entrance. When he sees Tiny, he doesn’t hesitate and immediately lets us through. I follow close behind him all the way down a hallway, stopping when Tiny reaches an office. “We can leave our coats here.”

I giggle when Tiny takes his leather jacket off and underneath is his regular vest. “Seriously?”

“What? It’s fucking cold out, and we have to wear our cuts when we're here.”

“That’s what it’s called? A cut?”

He nods, hanging the jacket on the large coat rack in the corner, which already has a few like his hanging from it. He gestures for me to hand him my coat, so I take off the small purse, tuck it into the inside pocket, and hand him the coat. “Is this office locked? Can I leave my bag in here?”

“Yeah. No one will fuck with it.”

As soon as Tiny hangs my coat and steps back to me, I watch as his eyes drop to my exposed back, and his head drops back on a groan. “Fuck.”

His hand immediately finds my bare skin, and it's like my nerve endings are a magnet to his touch. As soon as the warmth from his palm hits my back, the entire area lights up like fireworks on the fourth of July.

“You’re trying to kill me with this outfit, aren’t you.”

I spin on my toes to face him. “Is it working?”

“You have no fucking idea.”

I giggle as he leads me out of the office, lacing our fingers together again. He directs us to the bar first, where a beautiful blond-haired girl smiles brightly at us. Her head is covered in intricate braids, giving GOT Season 8 Daenerys a run for her money. “Tiny! You made it.”

“Hey, babe.” I watch as he leans over the counter and kisses the girl on the cheek. I try not to let the jealous monster creep up, but sometimes, I just can’t control her. Tiny turns to me and smiles. I’m thankful my momentary jealousy isn’t showing on the outside.

I’m so pathetic. I barely know the guy, and I’m getting jealous over a cheek kiss. Ha. Who am I?

“Honey, this is Brenna. Brenna, this is Kourtney.”

“Kourtney! It’s so nice to meet you! Everyone has been talking about you and how you helped Ringer.”

“Baby, I need another beer STAT before my dad kills me for knocking my mom’s over,” a guy I briefly recognize as one of the ones that I met the other day at the clubhouse says, looking awfully anxious.

“Jace Mitchell!” Brenna remarks as she swats his hand away. “That was insanely rude. You see me talking to Tiny and Kourtney.”

“Baby, please. My dad is about fifteen seconds away from beating my ass all because Mom had a bad day, and I knocked her first beer over,” he begs, causing me to giggle at the exchange. I don’t know this guy from Adam, but he looks insanely out of character.

Brenna rolls her eyes, grabs a beer from the well beneath the bar, and slams it on the counter. “I’m only giving you this for my future mother-in-law, not for your rude ass.” The man turns and rushes back the way he came after snatching the cold beer from the counter.

“Future mother-in-law?” I question, and Tiny chuckles as he watches his friend’s obvious discomfort.

“Brenna’s Flame’s ol’ lady. Tank, Flame’s dad, is also a member of the club. Maria, Flame’s mom, is one scary bitch when she’s upset.”

“I heard that, Nathan,” a woman who I assume is the scary bitch in question hops up on the stool next to us. “I want to see how long it takes Flame to freak out when his dad tells him I walked away crying.”

“Flame’s never going to believe Tank let you walk away upset.”

She shrugs. “I know, but it’s fun to watch my son squirm.”

Brenna laughs and holds her hand up for a high five from Maria.

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