Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

No Questions

**ROMANY**

"You were right," Tiny says once we are both safely tucked behind the closed doors of the service elevators. He hits the number two button and we immediately ascend toward the second floor. "About Ruby?" I ask, my eyes falling over all his delicious muscles before climbing back up toward his face. "I know."

He grins, exposing his deep dimples to me for a long moment. "I brought the proof with me for Alex to see for himself, so that maybe he might decide to do something about it. But if he doesn't, I'm confident that Mickey will. If he doesn't kill me first"

"Why would he kill you?" I ask on the end of a smile, memories of Mickey and his obscene jealousy dancing through my mind. In a way, I missed him and with Tiny here I was starting to wonder where he was.

"Because I brought his package here instead of directly to him like he ordered me to."

"Hmm," I murmur, chewing my lip nervously. With what Dana told me locked in the back of my mind and my plans to disappear at midnight tomorrow, I didn't know what to say to him.

"You don't seem pleased," he comments thoughtfully, as we exit the service elevators and Tiny guides me toward a room in the east hall.

that please me? I don't

has a key, I can only assume this is the room he stays in when he is here. When we step inside, I'm surprised that it

as he locks the door then leans against it, his eyes now full of a hunger that heats my skin. "I..." he starts,

not a big deal," I say.

filling his eyes. "We don't have much time before Alex comes looking for

my gaze lingering on the ever growing bulge between his legs. "What's that?" I ask breathlessly, as the memory of the way he lost himself to me in the limo comes barreling into me and before I even know

as he draws in a

over my face when I look up at the boyish vulnerability in his eyes. Tiny is only a couple of years older than I am and the more I think about it, he's probably someone I could see myself dating if I hadn't been pushed here and out of school. He's someone I could see myself dating if I ever decided to go back. "I kind of missed you too," I admit, realizing that it's not a lie. There's something about him that appeals to me on every level and it's not just the bad boy tattoos and his enormous cock. It's the intelligence in his eyes and the shy way he looks at me whenever we're together. It's honest

a psychotic degree and I *love* that Tiny never tries

a secret," I whisper, closing my eyes when he dips his head downward to capture my lips in a slow,

his hands on my ass and deepen the kiss. His fingers dip inside the fabric of my romper