Page 64 of Tiny's Law

“Tiny called you his ol’ lady?” Brenna says incredulously.

“Yeah?”

Maria clears her throat and sits forward, squeezing Brenna’s hand in hers. “I know you’re brand new in our world, and just like I had to teach Brenna here,” she pats her hand again. “Ol’ lady is quite literally the highest title you can hold as a woman in the club.”

“Okay?” Confusion mars my tone and, I’m sure, my face.

“It means that to Tiny, you mean the absolute world to him. He holds you above any and everything else in his world. Even this club. Some clubs don’t work that way. But ours does. Tiny would lay down his life for yours. Your life means the most to him. He won’t ever let anyone disrespect you or hurt you, man or woman. You are his and he is yours.”

A large lump forms in my throat as I take in her words. The overwhelming emotion quite literally chokes me speechless. She smiles softly towards me as all the other women watch my internal panic. “I’m assuming by your reaction, he hasn’t quite explained it to you, has he?”

I shake my head and clear the log in my throat. “N-no. Just made our relationship official and called me his ol’ lady, and then said that means I’m his and only his.”

“Is that what you want?” Maria asks softly.

“To be his?”

Maria nods, and the rest of them are practically on the edges of their seats, waiting for me to answer. I close my eyes and release a breath while nodding. “To be honest, more than anything I’ve wanted in a very long time.”

Maria and Maggie both smile sweetly. “Good,” they both say at the same time.

Brenna must be able to tell I’m a little uncomfortable with all of the attention on me, so she changes the subject by asking Winnie how she’s feeling.

I mouth ‘thank you’ to her, and she answers with a wink.

Brit leans over and says quietly, “I think you guys are really sweet together.”

Smiling softly, I thank her. I use that opportunity to observe the women around me. These women are Tiny’s ‘family.’ Yes, his mom and aunt that I met are his blood family, but based off of things he’s said in passing, and what I know about MCs, these people are his family. Through thick and thin, these are his people.

Does that mean that the farther our relationship goes, these become my people, too?

Sure, I have Reggie and Owen, Emma and my parents, but that’s pretty much it. After listening to them talk for over half an hour, I could definitely see these women becoming my tribe.

Based on what Maria said, Tiny thinks I’m his world? That I mean more to him than his own life? Does that mean he loves me? Surely not. We haven’t even been together that long. We just met a few weeks ago! Counting on my fingers, it’s been a total of five weeks since I came to the club for the first time. We didn’t even have contact with one another a couple of those weeks.

Does time matter if you know? If the feelings you get when you’re with that person consume you to the point of suffocation if you don’t act on it, is it love?

The two days we spent apart with not one bit of communication just about killed me. I left work early because I couldn’t handle simply sitting at my desk without picturing him bending me over it. I couldn’t focus. I had to leave.

“Boo.” I jump at least six inches in the air at Tiny’s presence behind me.

“Shit.” I slap my hand against my chest and roll my eyes at his deep chuckle behind me. I turn and playfully slap his chest, clearly not hurting him, but he feigns pain as he clutches his chest.

“You wound me,” he jokes with a wink. Rounding the couch, he pulls me up by the hand, drops to the couch, and pulls me down on top of him.

The rest of the guys surround us with smiles and light eyes. Their meeting must have gone well because there’s not one sour face in the bunch.

“Alright, guys. I’ve got my woman and my boys at home, so I’ll see everyone at the barbecue,” a long-haired man, who I think I’ve met before, says as he salutes the group before taking off.

A buff man with a military cut steals the baby right from Claudia’s arms and turns his body away from her as she tries to take her back. “Hey! You get her all the time!” Claudia pouts.

“Yeah. And?” he says.

“Logan, quit it and give your sister the baby back.”

Ahh. This must be Bull.

“I haven’t seen her since Tuesday, so she’s mine tonight,” Bull says, sticking his tongue out at his sister.

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