Daunting Turns: Book 2 of Colson Brothers Series (14 page)

“No shit.” I laughed. “How did you get so rich?”

“Nothing legal.”

Daisy interrupted, “Excuse me, Turner. The diagnostics are complete. Would you like to commence test run?”

“Yes, begin Alpha A-one-A.” He replied, “Up you go my love.” He patted my thigh.

I groaned, “Who knew the other woman in your life would be your computer.”

“And my mother, and my Harley. Sorry baby, but you’re going to have to share the spotlight.”

I pretended to pout and stole his t-shirt. “What can I do?”

“Nothing, just have a seat.” He motioned to the passenger seat. “Daisy?”

“Yes Turner?”

“Are the chambers full?”

“All above eighty-seven percent.”

“Good enough. Radar up?”

“Up and detecting three frequencies. Two military, one media.”

“Excellent. Refine and de-tune. Track all vehicles within twenty miles. Refine and de-tune.”

“What does that mean?” I asked in a whisper.

“She’ll be able to tell if we’re being followed. The refine and de-tune means to keep it an active running program with a filter for obvious negatives. It’s a learning based operating system.”

“Wow.”

“That’s putting it mildly. Daisy?”

“Yes Turner.”

“Expand range to altitude thirty-seven thousand feet.”

“Done.”

“Run Alpha one Beta one.”

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“I haven’t opened her up in a while. Put your seatbelt on.”

“Oh shit.” I braced myself under the belt because he sat up.

“Daisy, take over.”

“What???!!” I screamed as he let go of the wheel.

“Speed desired Turner?”

“Increase to maximum stable speed.”

Somebody hit the throttle and I gripped the door. “How fast is she going to go?”

“Daisy, answer my wife.” He ordered.

“Estimated safe speed is ninety-seven point eight miles per hour.”

“Whoa. What’s in this thing, a jet engine?”

“Close. Don’t answer that Daisy.” He ordered.

“Why not?”

“Because it’s a long answer I don’t want to hear again. Daisy back down and relinquish control.”

“Yes Turner.”

“Daisy?” I asked the roof.

“I’m in the floor Miss Pine.” She replied.

I laughed, “Smart ass. Can you call Turner Sir please? It freaks me out to hear you say his name.”

“Reprogram successful. It was not as disturbing as Master.” She pointed out like the sky was blue.

I cracked up, “No shit.”

“Great, two comedians.” He complained before setting about testing Daisy’s various abilities.

I watched in awe as she closed and sealed windows, guns popped out the sides, shit like that. It’s really cool, like Knight Rider meets A-Team.

Finally he commanded Daisy to commence radio silence and continue observing.

“That was intense. No wonder Slider wanted you to do this.”

“You don’t fuck around with the mob in my sister’s territory. Despite her nasty disposition, she manages a very healthy relationship with the mob.”

“Can you stop long enough to make love to me?”

He looked at me suddenly, “I wish. Miss me baby?”

“Yes.” I crossed my arms and pouted.

“That’s a first.”

“What is?”

“A woman wanting more from me. Of course I tend to pound the shit out of them.”

“Not anymore, the only pounding you do is with me.”

“Gladly. Go get my phone and text Lou. Tell him we’re six hours out in overdrive. He’ll respond with the ETA he wants.”

I did as he told me. “Can’t Daisy do this?”

“Yes, but you’re more fun to boss around. If he says we have more than six hours brace yourself.”

Somebody talking to us?? Shut up goodies.

The text came back. ‘ten hours, NW of Raleigh, T knows where’

I read it out loud to Turner. “Now what?”

“Now I hide Daisy somewhere and get you naked.” He took the next exit.

YEAH!!! Why am I so excited for him. I’m such a dumb-ass.

“Geezus Peach, I can practically smell you.” He teased as I shifted in my seat.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but one word from you about sex and my body goes nuts. It’s like you have Georgia nip in your veins.”

“Shit.” He complained hitting a curb.

“Problem baby?”

“Yes, I’m ready to slam into Park and then into you.”

I laughed and ran to the back.

“Where are you going??” He asked hitting another curb.

“You’ll have to come see.” I lost my balance as he slammed on the brakes.

“Fuck it.” He was on me so fast I screamed.

“Hey!! I wasn’t ready!” I lied as he stripped my shorts off and tossed them aside.

“You’ve been ready for hours my love.” He crawled over me barely getting out of his jeans as he sunk into me. “I can smell how wet you are for me.” He said before kissing me as he pushed me apart inside.

I moaned into his kiss and came so hard I drew blood on his shoulders with my longer than usual fingernails.

He lost himself just as quickly as he nibbled my neck, “You are so tasty. Are you okay?” He was suddenly concerned and lifted up to look down at me.

“Yes, I’m good. You should stay in here a while so I can get used to you.”

“We have about an hour, then you need to cook for me. Lie to me and tell me you love me.”

“Really?”

“Yes.” He ordered moving his hips. “Say it.”

“I love you.” I said with as much feeling as I could manage.

“I know.” He came down and kissed me as he started again. He rolled and took me to sit on him for round two.

As we lay sated in each others arms trying to not look at the clock I asked, “Why didi you say ‘I know’ when I told you I love you?”

“Because you love me, you just don’t know it yet.” He shifted and faced me on his elbow with his other hand planted on my belly. “I never wanted kids before.”

“And you’re not going to get any. You told me no.” I teased not really caring about the kids issue, but curious why this bothers him.

“I’m not being an ass on this one. I really don’t want to lose you.”

“I think we can save this discussion for later. I’m not even sure I want kids, let alone giant ones that might kill me.” I assured him.

“The idea of making a child with you is intriguing.” He admitted.

I rolled over to mimic his pose, “You want kids now?”

“No, not kids, just one. One half you and half me.” He touched my chin, “But I can’t risk you like that. I need you too much.”

“We’ll table the kids talk for now. I want to know why you think you need me.”

He smiled a little, “You put up with me better than anyone else has, even my own mother.”

“I doubt that. You’re not so difficult, just mean.” I teased, but not really.

“We should get up.”

“Is Lou big like you?”

“No, he’s tall, but not as wide. His mother was tall too. A good woman.”

“You knew her?”

“Yes. She died in a nasty car wreck, it fucked him up.”

“I imagine it did. How did you two become close?” I asked as we got dressed.

“He’s my brother, half or not, he’s kin. That and he’s a mean shot, and he knows how to communicate with me. He looks dumb, but he’s smart as shit.”

“Shit is smart?” I asked laughing.

“No baby, don’t be such a lawyer. Come, I need you to feed me after all that sex.”

I laughed, “You need to eat constantly.”

“Yes, I do. I also need other things constantly, like you.” He winked and left the room.

I fell back and begged to the ceiling, “Help.”

His voice carried down the length of the RV, “There’s no help for you baby, get up.”

I laughed, “I’m coming!!” I said it as a double entendre.

I made him some pasta that I had to feed him as he drove. I like feeding him. I like taking care of him. It’s weird, he doesn’t need me to take care of him, but I love doing it. It’s no longer a chore like it was in the beginning.

He’s happy to be fed. In between bites he asked, “Why are you being so compliant?”

I shrugged, “Not like I have much to go back to.”

“You own a lucrative law firm.” He argued.

“Yes, but it doesn’t need me. That was just luck.”

“No, you’re smart. Can you work from the internet?”

“Yes. It’s pretty popular now to do everything online.” I explained. “Why do you ask??”

“I get the feeling work is important to you.”

“It is, but you said you have a ton of money, I figured you wouldn’t want me working.”

“I want you happy.”

I laughed, “Yeah right. I think the only happy you give a shit about is in bed.”

The phone saved him from replying, “Shit.”

I sat up, “Yeah, saved by the bell.”

He grabbed my hair and pulled me down to look down at me with those vicious blue eyes, “Answer this thing.”

I hit the button, “Hello?”

“It’s Slider, Turner’s evil twin knows you there. Get moving, and keep moving.” He ordered and hung up.

“How did he know we stopped?”

“Slider has spies everywhere baby. Here, take the wheel, I’m going to check the weapons.”

I slid into his seat, “I thought this thing was bullet proof?”

“Almost. Eyes on the road baby.” He’s back to the barking orders again. Oh well.

Meeting Lou and Barbie, as he calls her, was interesting. Lou is tall, but not as tall or wide as Turner. Barbara, as she requested to be called all too politely. She’s a nice looking brunette with a heavy southern accent. Her clothes are pressed and new looking. I feel frumpy again.

If you didn’t know better you’d swear they were married, and have been for so long all they do is bicker at each other. He pushes her buttons on purpose just to get her to open her mouth and complain about him, proving him right.