Lyon's Heart

by Jordan Silver

  “It’s dead Kat. What the fuck? Here’s the deal, I’ll be fucked if I’m going to let some random stranger who I don’t trust fuck up Caitlin’s first Xmas. As of this minute we don’t discuss her again. You do not owe her anything. What you need to do right now seriously is concentrate on our daughter and make sure that she’s okay. Your daughter and your man, that’s it. You don’t have any other worries in the world, you get me?”

  “Yes.” She said that shit but she still looked torn.

  “Kat I’m serious, no more fuck ups. Caitlin and Colton those are the only two things you have to think about it’s that simple.”

  “Okay Colt, I’m sorry.”

  “Good, now get your coat and let’s go. I don’t want her outside too late with this fever bullshit.”

  We had a fun time with the fat fuck after standing in a long ass line behind some bad ass kids. My kid is not going to be like that, screaming and throwing tantrums and shit in public. She was a good girl while she sat to get her picture taken and then we walked around the mall for a while so she could enjoy the lights and shit. She was happy and wide eyed the whole time.

  The guys had come with their families as well, so we made a day of it. After leaving the mall, we took the little hellions to one of those kid friendly restaurants where Caitlin clapped and giggled her little heart out watching the bigger kids play. Yes daddy took a thousand pictures so what?

  It was the first time in the last day or so that I didn’t spend one moment thinking about our problem and was able to relax and enjoy. Things were finally back on track.

  After Kat fell asleep that night my mind wouldn’t shut off. I’ve done some serious shit in the past year and a half that could come back to bite me in the ass. Which one of them was this shit about?

  Everyone else was treating this shit like it was no big deal but my gut was on high alert. I don’t like lying here with my Angel in my arms worrying about this fuckery. It feels too much like being a prisoner in my own home. We were fighting amongst each other. Tensions were high and for what, some asshole that I didn’t even know? Fuck that, I’m through with this shit. Today I came as close as I ever have to disrespecting my wife. I don’t mind spanking Kat’s ass when she needs it, but I draw the line at outright disrespecting her. I looked down at her head on my chest. She looks so innocent when she’s asleep. Like the young innocent I met two years ago. The thought of anyone hurting her in anyway just tears me up inside. I can’t let that happen. I won’t let that happen. She’s my baby, the owner of my heart, and I will do everything I have to to keep her safe. I hugged her closer and kissed her forehead as she sighed and snuggled into my chest.

  “Colt.” Her voice was sleepy soft and sexy, but since I’d already fucked her six ways from Sunday before she dropped off to sleep I figured I’d let her get some rest.

  I left the bed and headed for my home office after checking in on my daughter. That kid has the weirdest sleeping habits. She sleeps on her knees with her butt in the air. I touched her hair softly and my heart did its funny little dance. I kissed her head and brushed her hair back with my fingers before heading out.

  I sat in the quiet of my office going over and over in my mind all that has happened in the last few days, but I kept coming back to the accident. Something, in fact everything about that screamed set up to me. I just didn’t know who the players were. Nothing else has happened in a while before this whole mess, so I have a feeling that it has something to do with one of my scrapes from the past year and a half, which means it has something to do with my wife. Everything I’ve done in that time frame except for a few little flare ups here and there where the crew and I had to go put out a few flames had to do with her in some way or the other. Trouble magnet.

  I pulled up my files on the three assholes in lockdown. I’ m going to have to go through each of their backgrounds to see if there was any connection. Maybe they had a sister or a girlfriend or something. Kat hadn’t known her attackers, so there would be no way for her to know their families and I’m sure if she’d seen this person at the trial she would remember. There was nothing else I could think of that this could be about and I have nowhere else to start so this was as good a guess as any.

  I can’t exactly go through my father in law for answers. That’s too fucking close for comfort. So I’m gonna have to reach out. I have a lot of ground to cover. There was still Jennifer and her crazy ass. I might have to sift through her friends as well. No one knew about my part in what went down in Arizona, so I’m thinking that’s a dead end. Even the guys in prison are a bit of a stretch but I can’t think of anything else that would explain it. James the fuck didn’t have any friends that I know of and even if he did, why would they come after me? As far as everybody knows he torched himself while getting high or some shit. Maybe it was someone from my past before Kat but something told me no. Besides she’d chosen Kat’s car to pull her little stunt on and my gut said it was about her, but what? Who?

  I was damn near pulling my hair out in frustration. I hate feeling this way. Like I have no control over what’s going on around me, especially with this feeling of pending danger. Sitting there long enough, I got an idea that I wrestled with for a minute. It was the only thing I could come up with but still I had a few reservations. My boy Travis is cool as fuck but he’s also crazy. This fucker makes me look like an altar boy sometimes and that’s putting it mildly. The difference between him and I, is that I try to be a gentleman or so I like to think. I like to give people the benefit of the doubt if you know what I mean, before taking them the fuck out. Not my boy Travis, his hotheaded ass would take out a whole town to get to one asshole. Especially if that town was harboring said asshole. He’s a little younger than I am. Not by much. Just a few years but damn the kid is rough. I once saw him take down a man twice his size with a few moves. Getting him involved might speed up the process but there might be more blood shed than I’m ready for. I’ve got my wife and kid to think about now and my father in law is just waiting for me to do something. I think he needs to prove to himself that he’s right about his suspicions. Not that I think Drake wants to throw me in jail or anything, no with him I think he’s just one of those people that likes to know shit. I’m giving some serious thought to calling up Travis just to get this shit over and done with. It’s not so much his brawn that I’m in need of, that shit I can handle myself, but his contacts. One in particular would come in really handy right now. He heads his own crew and they sometimes get together with mine on out of town rides. We’ve helped each other out a time or two in the past, like with the pedophile thing, and I know one hundred percent that he would be on board, but fuck. Travis is cool people no doubt about it, I wouldn’t let the crazy fuck near my family if he wasn’t and he’s been to my house quite a bit. But he has connections that I don’t; his dad is the head of the local outfit if you know what I mean. If I’m hardcore this fucker is Teflon. Travis likes Kat and the baby. He was at our wedding and Caitlin’s christening. He’s one of those guys that if he likes you, he’s got your back for life. If I get him involved in this shit, that would just be opening a whole new can of worms. These are the arguments I kept going over and over again in my head. I should probably wait until I have more but when it comes to Kat I won’t take chances. She’s had enough fuckery in her life already. When I put her under me that first time, I promised her that that shit was dead and I intend to keep my word at all cost. I guess Travis it is then, since her dad said shit will take time on his end and I know for a fact that old man Mallory could get shit done sooner. I don’t ask questions when it comes to his shit, he is way too hardcore for my ass. I might get into a scrape here and there to protect someone or to get an abused woman away from that situation. Old man Mallory is a whole other kettle of fish, as far as I can gather, him and his crew were hardcore back in the day and now he was passing that shit off to his sons. Theirs was the kind of crew you read about in old newspapers I guess. You know the type, the grizzly looking fuckers wi
th beards down to their chests. Shit kickers that had seen way better days and never smiling. They were the kind of bikers that put fear in every man, woman, and child when they rode through a town one hundred strong. They kinda remind me of the gunslingers of the old West. Only these days, old man Mallory was a lot more refined. He wore silk suits and loafers and shit. Whatever gene he had in him that made him do the things his legend was made of, he’d passed on to his son Travis; and here I was giving serious thought to drawing him into this mess with me if only to get to the bottom of it sooner rather than later. I didn’t feel like I had a choice. There was nothing for me to work with and I gotta do what I gotta do.

  With the decision made, I sent off a quick text and headed for bed and my woman.

  Chapter 9

  Colt seems a little more relaxed this morning and after the pounding he’d given me I wasn’t feeling too shabby myself. He walked around the bed in his unbuttoned jeans and no shirt, his tattoos on full display. His body still makes me weak in the knees and although I felt like jello I could still go for another round.

  “Stop looking at me like that babe your daughter’s going to be up any minute I don’t have time to fuck you again.”

  He leaned over the bed and caged me between his arms for a kiss which I tried to turn into something more.

  “We can be quick.” I reached for his cock and wrapped my fingers teasingly around it making it jump. Before he could stop me I got to my knees and fished him out of his pants and into my mouth.

  “Fuck baby girl.” His hands in my hair weren’t complaining. I licked and teased him the way he likes all around the tip that was already leaking onto my tongue. I used my tongue and teeth to drive him crazy until I felt that change in him. I always know when he’s at that point of no return and it wasn’t long before I found myself off the bed with my face buried in it as he drove into me hard enough to shake my whole body. I grabbed the sheets as he slammed his whole length into me over and over again I was already so close I could feel my orgasm building.

  “Right there Colt spank my ass.” His hand came down hard on my ass and I felt my body release.

  “Cum inside me give me another baby.” I knew that would send him over the edge.

  “Fuck.” His hips sped up and he went deeper making my eyes cross with lust as he leaned over my back biting into the flesh of my neck as I felt his hot seed burst into me filling me.

  “I love you Angel. You’re leaking.” His hands came around to my breasts and fondled gently before he turned me around and sucked hard once on each nipple.

  “Better leave some for Caitie before she howls bloody murder.” He picked me up and stepped out of his jeans as he headed for the shower.

  We were okay again I could tell. I like the way he takes care of me, how he can be this tough no nonsense guy one minute but then when he touches me he’s so gentle. Like right now as he washes me, the way he takes his time and enjoys every swipe of the washcloth across the planes of my body.

  “Get your hands off my cock baby you know it doesn’t take much for him to get started.”

  “You couldn’t possibly not after twice this morning.”

  “You wanna bet?”

  He kissed me as the water washed down on us his hands holding my face so tenderly it brought tears to my eyes. Not for the first time I wondered how I’d gotten so lucky. How my life could be so perfect.

  “I love you Colton Lyon so much.”

  “I love you too pain in the ass.”

  “Hey.” I smacked his butt playfully as we heard Caitlin starting to wake up through one of the hundred monitors Colt insisted that we have in the house.

  “You do your thing I’ll buy you some time.” He’s so good with her like super dad or something. I wonder when he’s going to become like so many men that I’ve heard about. The ones who lose interest when the newness wears off; he doesn’t seem to be losing interest though. Not with me and not with the baby, in fact he seems even more committed than in the beginning if that were even possible. I think I’m learning that my husband is an all or nothing kind of guy, when he does something he gives it one hundred and ten percent. That can be a bit overwhelming at times but it’s also what makes me feel safe and so very loved. I smiled and dried myself off when I heard him come back into our bedroom talking to our girl. I wonder what the two of them have planned for today. Colt was not playing around when he said it’s all about his daughter’s first Xmas. As far as I know from our one and only holiday together he isn’t even that much into the holiday. Which brought up a good point.

  “Colton I was just thinking, last year the only thing you cared about for the holidays was me having a good one, you weren’t even into any of it. Now this year it’s about me and Caitie, if you don’t really believe in the holiday why are you going to all this trouble?”

  “That’s simple babe, when I was a kid I did believe in it, it was one of the happiest times along with birthdays and other holidays something to look forward to. I want her to have all of that, when she gets older she can decide if the fat bastard really does climb down chimneys and shit. We’re just not teaching her all that other hocus pocus crap, we’ll find a good balance between harmless fantasy and reality. I just want my little girl to have a great time, both of my girls.” He leaned over with the baby in his arms and kissed me which sent her off. She does get overly excited when she sees her parents together.

  ELENA

  “Char you haven’t said anything about our new little charge and it’s been two days.”

  “I don’t know yet don’t want to jump the gun.”

  Tina was having a coughing fit, her eyes were all red already and we’d only just started.

  “Tina if Drake catches you there’s going to be hell to pay and you know he’s going to blame poor Daniel who doesn’t even know I was in his stash.”

  “Give it here lightweight.” Char took the joint from Tina. We were sitting and lying around on the benches in the sauna room. This seems to be where we always gravitated to when we wanted to get mellow and discuss shit. It was the quietest place in the house away from prying eyes and ears just perfect for when we were hashing something out; or plotting something.

  “You must feel something though Char not even a little niggle?”

  “I’m not sure yet but I get the sense she’s hiding something I just don’t know what yet, she’s blocking.”

  “And did you notice how she kept turning the conversation back to Colton?”

  “Yeah I caught that too Tina but if that’s her angle she’s barking up the wrong tree I know my son he’s totally gone over his wife and his little girl.”

  “I can vouch for that, their colors are all blended together. If she’s after our Colt she’s in for a rude awakening but I didn’t get that, there’s something else going on. I think Colt is right to be cautious.”

  “And I don’t buy that amnesia bullshit, I hope she doesn’t mess with my kid, she’s been through enough already.” Tina tightened her towel as she sat up.

  “You know Colt will never let anything happen to his Kat.”

  “I have to say he’s nothing at all like I expected when we first met.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Nothing bad, it’s just that the first time I saw him he seemed so intense and Kat was so young and after everything she’d been through I don’t know, I was just afraid he was only out for a good time.”

  ‘That’s because you weren’t here for the courtship…oh to have that kind of passion again.”

  “Elena you’re full of shit you and the doc screw more than wild rabbits, it’s disgusting the way two people your age carry on.”

  “You should talk Char.”

  “It must be something in the air because Drake is…”

  “What, you can’t just leave it there.”

  “He’s just so…much, it’s like we’re teens all over again, all that fire and passion.” She blushed beet red just like her daughter and Char and I leaned c
loser for more details. We’re horny middle aged women so what?

  The talk turned to sexcapades and we were soon howling with laughter and high as a kite. I see why Daniel likes this stuff it takes the edge off and makes everything seem so simple.

  “I know what we have to do, if we want to learn what this girl is up to we’re going to have to keep her close, watch her every move what do you say?”

  “Yes Lena that sounds great, we’ll befriend her, make her feel all welcomed and maybe she’d drop her guard I like it.”

  “That sounds so devious, shouldn’t we let the police handle this?”

  “Tina just because you’re living with a cop that doesn’t mean you have to start thinking like one. This is for our grandbaby, if she’s here to upset the apple cart who do you think is going to suffer the most?”

  “You’ve got a point.”

  “Good then it’s settled now roll another one Char you’re better at it than me.”

  “Amateur.”

  Chapter 10

  LYON

  Today was the crew’s annual random act of kindness day. I don’t know how random it is though since we had a few things we always did around this time of year. Although I might not put much stock in Xmas per se there was still a good percentage of the population who did. Every year for the past five or so the sisters baked cookies and cakes and those little gingerbread men which they then wrapped in these cute little boxes for us men to pass out. Then later in the evening we’d take them around to the women’s shelter and the children’s ward at the hospital. We collected money to buy gifts for the children and made sure they had something to look forward to as well. This year that shit meant a little more to me than in years past. The thought of those little kid some of them not much older than Caitie was hard to take. This is just one of the reasons my crew is so well loved in our town because we do shit like this for our people. It didn’t matter what they looked like white black or red everyone in this town was ours and we looked out for all of them the same. I had baby duty while Kat bustled around in the kitchen making her special pies. At least I had baby duty until we were invaded by the mothers. Mom and her gaggle of hens showed up first thing in the damn morning and took over.