Lyon's Angel (The Lyon) (2 page)

   Home, fuck, feels like forever since we'd been gone,
it was good to see the green green grass of home as the song goes. We did our
usual drop off making sure everyone got home safe, I hadn't told her as yet
about Cyrus's living arrangements, after I'd picked her up from her mother's
we'd made a straight shoot for home and conversation had been light since she'd
pulled her sleeping act on me again. I hadn't minded though because I'd ridden
her pretty hard the night before and I was beginning to notice that whenever I
took her long and hard during the night she was barely cognizant the next day.
Then when we'd stopped that first night I'd had more important things to do
with her than talk, like getting her used to me being inside her. at least
that’s the excuse I gave myself but I do enjoy that tight as fuck fit.

   I pulled into
my parents' driveway with a sleepy Kat behind me and a wilting Cyrus bringing
up the rear.

"Wanna go home." She grumble moaned into my back.

"I know baby, we're almost there let’s just get Cyrus settled
and we'll be off." Shit, she woke up fully at that.

"Settled, what do you mean settled, why isn't he coming home
with us?"

"Babe I'll make this quick because I don't want Cyrus hearing
us arguing about this, mom and dad have the guest cottage, which means he'd
have his own space, put yourself in his place. I know you're excited to have
him here with us but he's a grown man, he needs his own space his own key to
turn in his door doesn't matter that he won't be paying for it. Just leave it
for now babe we'll talk about it later at home okay Angel?"

"I guess so." She sulked at me, poor baby.

"Come on I'll make it up to you now don't make Cyrus feel bad
okay."

Cyrus had been busy collecting his stuff from the trunk all this
time thank heavens and so missed all the theatrics. By this time mom and dad
had heard the bike and car and were heading outside to meet us.

Mom was all welcoming smiles while dad held back a little, that's
dad for you, he played shit close to his chest, I checked to make sure he
wasn't toked because who knows what the hell would come out of his mouth then,
but he seemed lucid enough.

"Mom, dad, this is Cyrus Reed, Cyrus my parents Daniel and
Elena Lyon."

"So pleased to meet you Cyrus, now I know you guys have been
on the road all day and you’re tired so why don't I just show you to the cottage
and we'll catch up in the morning, I made dinner and have it warming over there
for you, sounds good?"

"Sounds fine by me ma'am."

"None of that ma'am stuff I'm Elena that's Daniel or doc and
you're Cyrus, deal?"

"Deal." Ok, he looked relaxed enough; mom's effusiveness
wasn't scaring him.

The women led Cyrus off while I stayed back with dad.

"You did good son, real good."

"Thanks dad, uh dad."

"Yeah yeah I know, your mom already told me, he's a vet you
say?"

"Yep." I pretty much knew what was coming out of his
mouth next.

"Pretty sure he can teach me a thing or two, I wonder if he'd
do a bomb with me, your mom refuses."

"Oh man, take it easy on him will ya he's an old guy."

"Son life might have added a few miles to him but he's not
much older than your mom and I."

I
just shook my head and followed as he went in the same direction as the others.

~    ~We said
our goodbyes after Kat insisted on seeing Cyrus settled, not for nothing, but I
have the feeling poor Cyrus was going to have a hell of a time being in the
middle of a tug of war between my two favorite girls.

~ ~   ~After that
first time on the road there wasn't really much said on the airwaves about the fucker
but I kept my channels open, meanwhile it was back to business as usual. I'd
thought to give Cyrus at least a week or two to get settled in before seeing
what if anything he wanted to do, but by day three he was begging to come to
the shop. Apparently mom's idea of entertaining a retired gentleman was to have
her hen pack over for their club meetings, which now involved how to make over
poor Cyrus so he could meet someone suitable.

"Sorry about that buddy you sure you want to do this Cy
because you don't have to you know, you're good either way."

"Son, these women are like to drive me batty, I've never been
poked and prodded at so much in my life, please let me in the shop at least
there I can do some good."

"Alright my man, you driving that old horse mom gave
you?"

"Yep, you know your mom I think it'll hurt her feelings if I
didn’t; besides it's a right fine car, better than any I've ever owned before
that's for sure."

"It's a Volvo Cy, the woman's obsessed with the damn things,
anyway just put the address into the GPS, you know how or you need me to tell
you."

"Your dad already did that, he put in the shop and your home
address and Stacy and Em's place along with some other things that I haven't a
clue, by the way did you know......."

"Oh man, don't tell me, he's been smoking right?"

"Oh so you know, he is right funny as hell when he gets to
toking as he calls it, now your father in law was over the other night to play
poker and it was like showdown at the okay corral around here." He laughed
at some inside joke, I could just imagine.

"What happened?" I could feel a headache coming on, I
really was gonna have to do something about dad and his new hobby the man was
out of control.

"They
were arguing about the merits of wacky weed as Drake calls it and Daniel was
puffing away the whole time while Drake was trying to find a reason to arrest
him for being a nuisance. The upshot was that Daniel claimed Drake was just mad
because he still couldn't smoke since he's the law, according to him Drake's
being oppressed by the man." I thought Cyrus was going to choke to death
on his own laughter after that, I have to admit I got a really good chuckle out
of that one myself, never a dull moment.

    ~After we
hung up I went to find Angel in the office to give her the news, we've been
back three days and with playing catch up she hadn't really had time to see her
new friend, just phone calls here and there, she'd be excited to know he'd be
here during the day.

~~She still spoke to her mom on the phone every night which I
dreaded because I was afraid Tina might one day hear about Taylor's missing
status and mention it to her, maybe after enough time went by they wouldn't be
able to put two and two together and figure out the timing, but I had no
control over that now.

She was busy plugging away on the computer which reminded me, I
had to get her little ass enrolled in some kind of classes, she could do that
shit online if she wanted to but she was doing it, it was her dream to go to
college after all so why not.

I stood in the doorway and watched her until she felt my stare and
looked up with a smile.

"Hi sir." She gave me that coy look that she knew made
me fuck hard the little tease. I walked over and laid one on her.

"Hi baby you almost done, it's almost lunch."

"Hmm, one more kiss." She begged so I fed her my tongue
as I pinched her nipple.

"You wearing panties baby?" She nodded her head and bit
her lip.

"Let me see."

She lifted the hem of her skirt slowly until the crotch of her
sheer panties was exposed.

"Fuck." I slid my hand down her front until my fingers
touched her bare already wet pussy, I did a little poking~~around until my
fingers were soaked then pulled them out and sucked them into my mouth.

"Uhmmm, your taste is fucking amazing Angel; listen I'd love
to eat you for lunch but we'll be having a visitor soon no time."

"Please, just a little, who is it, grumpy Grimaldi?" She
squirmed in her seat.

"No babe, it's Cyrus, he's coming to work in the shop."

"Yeah Cyrus is gonna be here, that's good he won't be bored,
I was worried about that."

"That's the idea, listen you have an appointment with Stacy
later on this evening don't forget." Stacy was gonna start her art this
evening; we'd decided to start small and do it in increments, maybe stretch it
out over a couple of weeks at least. I was a little worried about the
discomfort she'd endure, working anywhere near the spine was about the most
painful when it came to tattoos but if we took things slow and easy that would
alleviate some of the stress.

“I can't wait to get started."

"Yeah and I can't wait to put my mark on you." I stole
another kiss before heading out to see about lunch, since we had so much
catching up to do and everyday new orders were coming in, one of us guys ran
out and got food for everyone; that was unless one of the sisters didn't run
something over. Today was my turn so it was going to be deli sandwiches and
chips and they'd better be happy with that shit or they could go hungry,
complaining fucks.

Little Miss. Kat

Does he have any idea what it does to me when he says things like
that, how it makes me melt inside? Sometimes I have to literally pinch myself
to make sure I'm awake, that I'm really here and this is really happening.
Especially this last few days since we've been back, he's been extra attentive
and sweet, even more so than usual and that's saying a lot. Sometimes I'd catch
him looking at me like he was studying me or something, hopefully he was
thinking the same thing I was, how awesome it was that we'd found each other.
It's hard to believe that my life had taken this remarkable turn, I'd gone from
almost total despair to being the happiest I'd ever been in my life it's almost
scary, like waiting for the other shoe to drop or something, but somehow I knew
Colton would be there to pick it up if that should happen and that was the most
amazing thing of all.

The Lyon

    I held
her hand as Stacy started on her back; my baby is just a little bit squeamish when
it comes to needles, something she hadn't shared with me until lately. When I'd
asked her how she’d planned on getting tattooed if that was the case she'd said
it was something she really really wanted and she'd planned to just take
something which I had to inform her would've been a bad idea.

I kept up a running commentary the whole time, the wings were
going to be the color of her fuck awesome indigo eyes with black and silver
tips, I'm not sure but I think we were working on the bottom half of just one
of them today and working in quarter increments over the next few weeks. Shit
took a while because Stacy was very particular about her skills so we were
there for a minute.

I took her home and put her to bed after because she was a little
fussy, she complained that her skin felt hot itchy and tight so I gave her
something for the pain. She tossed and turned all night so I ended up pulling
her onto my chest for the rest of it.

The next morning she was back to normal if a little sore so I took
it easy on her as she rode me to climax.

   ~

    Things
were pretty much back to normal; my guys were cruising along and I was learning
to live with what I'd had to do. Business was jumping and that fuck Grimaldi
kept me on my toes seems he really took a shine to my girl because the amount
of work he kept sending my way was unprecedented. The only speck on my
otherwise perfect fucking existence was the asshole Rossettis, James had
decided to play hardball and was trying to hit back at my family's business which
was a joke, it's like a sardine going up against a shark, shit just didn't make
any damn sense.

The phone calls had stopped but he'd embarked on a smear campaign
while I'd been away which my PR people and my lawyers were only too excited
about. The stupid fuck probably never heard of a defamation suit.

"Morning Ms.
Katarina."

"Cyrus you're here."

I heard her jabbering away from my office where I've been playing
catch-up on some paperwork; I found myself smiling as I listened in on their
banter, before I could climb out from behind my desk to go greet the old guy
she was already leading him out to the shop talking a mile a minute. It made my
heart feel good to know that she felt confident enough to do that shit. Just a
few short weeks ago she would've never been that bold.

I took an extra five to finish up some stuff before following
after them but was waylaid once again by the arrival of her father.