The Lyon: Lyon's Crew Part 13

Dude had brought his whole posse, the f.u.c.k was he expecting, a showdown, whatever. I can't say that I blame him though, one crew calls you on behalf of another like that with some heavy s.h.i.+t, you should take precautions, I wasn't feeling threatened, this was still my turf and I wasn't here on some bulls.h.i.+t.

"Sanchez."

"Lyon."

We did the head nod thing before we both hopped off our rides and walked a little ways from our boys.

"What you got?"

"We're in, it was easy, you do know these guys are in some cushy little b.i.t.c.h a.s.s jail awaiting trial right?"

"What?"

Okay so I'm not up on the prison system, wasn't planning on ever visiting the inside of one, if I ever did a mother f.u.c.ker which was about the only thing I could see me doing to land me in there, I'd make sure to do s.h.i.+t right and leave nothing back for evidence.

So I hadn't gone any farther than getting the names from Jared and the name of the place they were being held at, here I am thinking that if you terrorized two teenaged girls, leading one to her death, that you will most definitely be doing hard time on a chain gang while awaiting justice.

The bad thing for these boys was that learning this only pa.s.sed me way the f.u.c.k off and now their lives were going to be just a little harder.

We worked out the particulars which took the better part of two hours, which meant it was almost her bedtime by the time we were satisfied.

"Gimme a minute bro."

I walked off and pulled out my phone, she answered on the first ring.

"You tucked up babe?"

"Just about, where are you?"

"I had some s.h.i.+t to do, should be back soon, it'll be late by the time I get there so I'm calling you now, can't stay long babe got people waiting on me, stay sweet and I'll see you in the morning."

"Okay...be careful, by the way my truck's ready so you don't have to get me in the morning."

"We'll see, what were you reading when I came into the office today?"

"Colt!"

"Tell me."

"A book...about Dom sub relations.h.i.+ps." She hung up the phone.

I'm sure the men around me thought I'd lost my mind when I started roaring with laughter.

My little angel was full of surprises.

I walked back over to where Sanchez was waiting to tie s.h.i.+t up.

"We done?"

"Your call brother."

"We're done."

The next morning I was standing in the lot with the guys looking at some finished products when this old a.s.s truck pulled in.

Oh h.e.l.l no, the f.u.c.k?

"What the f.u.c.k is that?"

I pointed at the monstrosity she'd just hopped out of.

"What, my truck, my dad and his friend worked on it, it's good."

I unclipped my cell and called the chief, this might be stepping over all kinds of boundaries but, whatever, it was Angel.

"Chief, what the f.u.c.k?"

"Colton, what?"

"What is she driving?"

"What do you mean son?"

"How reliable is this thing?"

"It looks like c.r.a.p but it's in good shape, she'll still get a good couple years out of it."

Not if I had anything to say about it.

"We need to talk chief."

"You know where to find me, this about you and my girl I take it."

"Yep."

"She told you about..."

"Yeah, she told me."

"Okay then."

We hung up and I looked over the piece of c.r.a.p she'd been driving.

"Haul this s.h.i.+t outta here boys."

"Colton..."

"You got anything in there you can't live without?"

"You're not getting rid of my truck."

"You're not driving that eyesore again."

How would it look I have a f.u.c.king garage full of expensive cars and my woman was riding around in this s.h.i.+t?

I knew exactly which jeep I wanted her to have.

"Come with me, give Tommy your keys."

She grudgingly gave up the keys to the junk heap and followed me grumbling under her breath.

"Something on your mind Sloan?"

"No!"

"What's with the att.i.tude, you seriously think I'd let you drive around in that s.h.i.+t?"

"I don't see what's wrong with it."

For some reason I saw the truck as an extension of her baggy clothes and schoolmarm hair, something to hide behind.

He can be so annoying sometimes, but oh so s.e.xy.

That take charge att.i.tude of his was gonna get him thrown to the floor and ravaged. It didn't help that he was wearing army green fatigues with a black muscle s.h.i.+rt and his tats were on full display making me twitchy.

His pants were shoved into his Doc Martens and there was a nice little bulge under his belt that promised all kinds of delights.

I was not going to get any work done with this character around that's for sure.

We were in his office by the time I got my drool under control.

He threw something at me from his drawer which I caught in mid air, keys. I couldn't miss the emblem on them.

"What's this."

"Keys to the Merc."

"Are you insane, you can't just give me the keys to a Mercedes Benz..."

"Did I or did I not say you're on the back of my bike and in my bed!"

"Yeah, but..."

"Please don't tell me you're one of those chicks that don't know how your man is supposed to treat you...listen up, if you're under me, that means you belong to me, you're my responsibility, its my job to look out for you... are you getting this s.h.i.+t, cause I'm not repeating myself."

"I hear you, I just don't understand."

"What's to understand, a man humbles a woman he takes care of that woman, in all ways, now you're driving the Merc instead of that piece of s.h.i.+t truck, I'll have one of the guys bring it out here from the house by knock off time."

"But what if I scratch it..."

"So the f.u.c.k what, it's a car, just make sure you don't get scratched up... forget about the ride, where's that book of yours?"

My face heated up, he has got to be kidding.

"You can't read my book."

"Don't want to, we do this we're doing it my way, I don't want someone else's guidelines in your head, hand it over."

I dug in my gag and gave him the book with a little huff.

"See that right there, att.i.tude, I like it, but sometimes if you give me s.h.i.+t at the wrong time there might be consequences, I'm not turning off this s.h.i.+t outside the bedroom, this s.h.i.+t is twenty four seven, which means I say who, how and when. Speaking of which, did you tell Jared about this weekend?"

I shuffled my feet a little because I hadn't yet, I didn't quite know how, so I just shook my head.

"Why not?"

"Um, I don't know what to tell him?"

"What the f.u.c.k is so hard, you just tell him you're not going, if you have to, tell him it was my call."

"Are you saying I can't be friends with Jared, because that's so not fair, especially since you have that Rossetti chick coming in and out if here as she pleases."

Oh s.h.i.+t, I wasn't going to bring that up, or how it made me feel.

"Look at me. The relations.h.i.+p between you and Jake had better not be anything like the catastrophe I had with her. She's my past, you're my future, you have nothing to worry about on that score so get her out your head. As for you rock climbing, it wouldn't matter who you were doing it with, I told you already, if you're going to be doing that dangerous s.h.i.+t, I have to be there to take care of you, so to answer your question, no I'm not saying you can't be friends, there's just some things that you won't be allowed to do anymore with him."

Wait a d.a.m.n minute.

"Excuse me, allowed?"

"Yep, that's what a Dom does Angel, he makes those types of decisions, I don't know what was in your book but like I said, it's not something I turn on and off, if I don't want you doing something you're not doing it. We clear?"

"Yes drill sergeant." I saluted him.

"Cute, now get to work before that mouth gets you into trouble." He looked down at my book with a look of distaste before throwing it in the trash.

Oh how I wish my mouth would get me in trouble, what happened to 'you have one day to prepare', and how pray tell did you prepare for...whatever it is I'm preparing for?