Lyon's Crew (5 page)

I made it to the weekend with my sanity in tact, not seeing her Saturday and Sunday was a pain in the ass, I missed the fuck out of our little skirmishes and that pissed me off, I'd only known her a week, why should she take up so much space in my head, other than to wonder what hair brained scheme she was getting up to that would break her fool neck.

It's BBQ day, of course mom has dad and I running our asses off fetching her last minute shit, I think we must've bought every available bag of ice in Forks.

"Colton, aren't you going to go get ready for the BBQ?"

"Mom, seriously I just got through running like fifty last minute errands can I please just catch my breath before I have to go back out there in this heat?"

"Sorry for your suffering son, but we don't have time for your little drama today, chop chop, everyone will be here soon, you don't want to be all sweaty and cranky when your friends get here do you?"

"Geez mom they're not twelve."

"Don't argue with your mother, go get dressed, you'll feel better after you do."

What was the point of arguing, I turned and headed for the door.

On my way back to my place I realized that I hadn't thought of Kat in a few hours, maybe because I was feeling guilty for not inviting her, after all, everyone else from the shop will be here there was no reason not to have invited her.

I wonder what she was doing today since the whole town would be in my parents' backyard and the guilt intensified.

Oh well, it was too late now anyway.

I took a shower and threw on some jeans and one of my tees, arms bared and tatts well displayed, one swipe of my hand through my hair was enough since the shit never stayed the way I brushed it anyway, let it do its thing.

The party wasn't in full swing when I returned but it was well on its way, the smell of grilling meat permeated the air as voices rang out with laughter and conversation.

I loved this shit, my friends and family together having a good time,now all I needed was a cold beer and a cool place to sit before mom started running my ass again.

I found Jared and some if the guys in a huddle, talking shop.

"Don't you freaks know how to relax and unwind, it's a party, leave work alone."

"Bro, that design you did for the Grimaldi racing bike is killer, that shit is gonna blow everything else out the water."

"Get a girl bro, I thought you had a date for this thing?"

"The girls dragged her off somewhere like ten minutes ago."

"Probably doing the initiation ceremony and teaching her how to fry Jared's ass."

"Shut up Pete." Jared elbowed him, as most of the crew except Jake started to scatter to look for their women.

I hopped up on one of the picnic tables mom had set up and looked around at all the beautiful people, my eye caught something... new!

"Who the fuck is that?"

"Who?" Jared looked around like he couldn't see the hot as fuck woman across from us.

Her back was turned but if her front looked anything like her back, damn.

Her ass was mouth watering, tight and high and round and fuck, I had a hard on, and don't get me started on the hair, it was wild and thick and fucking gorgeous falling to the top of her ass.

"Shit who is she?"

With my luck she'd be here with some unworthy prick.

"Who man?"

"Carol's friend."
Jared turned in my little sister's direction.

"Who Kat?"

She turned at that moment and my fucking world shifted.

Fucking Char and her fucking tea leaves.

Well, I couldn't find a good enough excuse to get out of going to the BBQ, so by Sunday evening, yes the last minute, I found myself in Port Angeles shopping, something I use to love but haven't had any interest in for a while.

Everything seemed foreign as I perused the shops, like I'd forgotten how it was done, the last sales girl wasn't much older than I in this one place and she was super helpful.

She was all about body structure and what looked best on which frame, I just needed a pair of jeans and some chucks, that's all.

Instead I left the place with some dressy cargo pants in dark blue, a white sleeveless silk tee and three inch spike heeled wrap around sandals, when I tried to argue that the shoes weren't suitable for a BBQ, Susan the helpful shopper told me the outfit wouldn't work with anything else.

So that's how I ended up at a BBQ packed with strangers, dressed like an idiot. Or at least that's how I felt before everyone started complimenting me on how great I looked, starting with my dad whose mouth had dropped open on first seeing me.

"Kat you in there?"

That was his brilliant exclamation when I came down the stairs, it had gone a long way to making me feel good.

He'd gushed and made me do the turning thing until I'd begged him to stop, of course I still wasn't brave enough to drive to a strange place alone so he offered to take me and pick me up afterwards, cool.

When I first arrived I almost didn't get out his cruiser, no one warned me it was a mansion, holy...dad's flannels would've so been the wrong choice.

The place was huge, and gorgeous and...freaking spectacular, there was glass everywhere and spirals and turrets and flowers and birds and what the heck?

"Hi chief what you bring me?"

I looked around and saw what I thought was a little girl coming towards my dad until I got a good look, she must be my age but she was tiny, like me, she had the most infectious smile on her face.

"Hi Ali, give us a hug."

She hugged him like they were long lost friends.

"Carol, this is my daughter Katarina, Kat this is Carol Lyon, your boss's sister."

She squealed loud enough to alert Washington and I soon found myself in her arms as she hopped up and down.

"Heels, heels."

I tried to alert her to the fact that she was one step away from breaking my neck, but when I looked down her heels were higher than mine.

"Finally, we meet, I've been your surrogate sister while you were away."

"See you later chief, we'll save you a plate."

"You'd better."

He got back in the cruiser shaking his head and smiling as the human dynamo dragged me away.

"Bye dad, thanks for bringing me."

I waved him off as she chattered non stop, hopping from one topic to the next without taking a breath.

All I heard was ' we have got to do something about your hair' next thing I knew we were in a bathroom three times the size of my bedroom, my bun was loose and she screamed loud enough to deafen ten people.

"All this hair and you did that to it, shame on you."

She got out curling irons and hair spray and goop and went to work.

"Hi, I'm Katarina."

"Yeah I know, we met already."

She looked at me like I'd hit my head.

"Yes but when, ten minutes ago or ten years ago?"

"Oh, that, mom says I never met a stranger." She giggled as she attacked my hair with the hot iron.

When she was through with that she started in on my eyes, I don't know what smoky sexy meant and wasn't sure I wanted to, but I must say, the end result was amazing.

I hardly recognized myself , my hair, after having been restrained for so long was wild and free and dare I say, gorgeous, she'd done something that made my eyes look wider and dreamy and, I don't even want to think about it, all I kept thinking was I hope Colton will be here, and why wouldn't he, it was his family's BBQ after all.

I didn't stop to think why he was the first thought I had, or why I got so excited at the thought of him seeing me like this, I just knew I wanted him to.

We went outside and she dragged me off to a picnic table alone while she gabbed on and on about everything under the sun, girl was a talker.

Jared came by and said hi and gave my look a thumbs up, he almost made me cry when he whispered welcome back Kat in my ear before heading off and leaving me with Carol.

"Shouldn't I go find your mom and introduce myself?"

"Oh she'll be out soon, she's primping, at least I hope that's what she's doing, where's my dad?"

She got us some juice as she pointed out different people to me, most of whom I knew I wouldn't remember.

Suddenly I felt nervous butterflies in my stomach, then I felt it, that heat on the back of your neck when someone is doing more than looking at you.

Somehow I knew before I turned who it would be.

"Fuck me..."

"Dude you okay?"

Jared was giving me the beady eye like he thought I was about to keel over from heat stroke any minute, I just might but not from the heat of the sun.

"I'm going to kill you."

"Dude!"

He backed up from me like I'd lost my mind.

Fucking lemon my ass, he'd sold me a fucking thoroughbred disguised as a nag, I should be happy right, somehow I wasn't though, if she had all that going on why the fuck was she hiding under those butt ugly suits?

"Start talking Jared and make it good, who the fuck is Katarina Sloan?"

I gave him my signature glare to let him know I meant business I wanted to know what the fuck was going on and I wanted to know now.

First I needed one more look at her, fuck she was hot, and I noticed others noticing it too, fuck this.

"Later, we'll talk later."

I left him dumbfounded as I headed towards her.

"Hi Carol, bye Carol,... let's go."

"Colton......"

My sister yelled after me as I pulled Mata Hari behind me towards the house, we were going to need privacy for this.

Chapter 7

"Daniel, I've got a yard full of people out there waiting."

"They'll keep, get back here."

"What, again, what the heck doc you been smoking trees again?"

"It's legal babe."

"I know but, the kids."

"The kids, they've probably been smoking it while it was illegal, I mean your daughter talks a mile a minute without taking a breath and is always smiling, the oldest is two braids away from being a hippie and have you seen your son, half the boy's body tells a story."

"Excuse me, but if I remember correctly, you were the one who said 'let the kids make their own way, let them be happy doing what they like'. "

"I'm not complaining, I'm just saying, our kids are weed heads."

"They are not."

"How did we get off track, bring that sexy ass over here. Aww my little girl still blushes."

"Stop it." He's so bad.

"I'm not sexy anymore, I'm getting old."

"Babe are you serious, I've been looking at your ass for over thirty years and it just keeps getting better, nice tight ass."

My face is on fire.

"Oh what the hell, make it quick."

It's not like I didn't know he likes seconds, my guy has never let me down in over thirty years.

"Ooh wah, ride 'em cowgirl."

He's such a freak.

Half an hour later I was relatively decent with a permanent smile on my face, hopefully no one will know what I'd been up to, except my nosy kids.

I'll just have to avoid them for a little bit.

"Char, when did you get here, why didn't you call me?"

My best friend was coming up the stairs as I was going down, thank God I'd left Daniel in the shower when I did, crazy man.

"Just got here and no one seemed to know where you were, then I noticed your hunka husband was missing and put two and two together, you two still make me sick."

"Jealous bitch."

We kissed cheeks and clasped elbows as we headed back down.

"So, remember I told you about the new receptionist at Lyon's Place and how she met Colton the same day you said he'd meet his wife, well I invited her here today. I have no idea what she looks like but she sounds sweet as pie.

A little young but what the heck, I got married when I was her age.

Now Char, when you meet my new daughter in law not one word about the wedding, you know how these kids are today, jittery about everything."

"Meanwhile you've already got the color scheme picked out eh Elena."

"No, no, that's the girl's right, I will not be my mother in law I will let her have the wedding of Her dreams, but I do have the venue picked out."

Char laughed her ass off.

"Where are we going in such a hurry?"

"You don't talk until we get out of sight of all these people."

Did he realize that he was more than a foot taller than me, and that his legs ate up more space than my stumps?

Wait a minute, why wasn't I screaming in fear, my heart was beating fast yes, but not with fear only with excitement.

I looked at his forceful arms as he pulled me along behind him, his fuck awesome hair and that lick of flames that climbed up the side of his neck.

Well damn, a nice pair of silk panties toasted.

I thought we were headed to the house but he pulled me around the side out of sight of the others and pushed me up against the wall.

"What's this?"

Oi, he covered one of my breasts with his hand.

I crossed my legs and started rubbing them together like a cricket.

What! I couldn't help it he was being all masterful and shit.

"What the fuck Sloan, what are you doing?"

"Nothing." I sounded like a strangled sheep.

What do you expect, I just came on myself and now he's doing that scowling face thing with his eyes glaring at me and oh merciful heavens I'm going to combust.

"Air, air, I need air."

"Babe, seriously, we're outside, how much more air can you possibly need, now stop fucking around. What, is, this?"

"What's what?"

"The clothes, why the fuck you been coming to my place looking like Broom Hilda when you're walking around with the body of a fucking bombshell, you trying to fuck with my head?"

"No, no, absolutely not...if you could just... your hand."

I pushed my breast harder into his hand, he gave a little squeeze and then let go.

Nooooo.

"Sorry, shit, didn't even realize I was doing that shit."

Well spare me your full attention for the next five minutes before you kill me.

"Now answer me, why the disguise?"

"It's not a disguise per se, I just... I'm not ready to talk about it."