Lyon
Chapter 102

My Angel was still feeling a little needy after dinner so I sat on the couch with both of them on my lap. The little one was talking to the fire and eating my shirtsleeve and her mother was sniffing my neck. F**k me I’m an old married man. I felt like a Norman Rockwell painting but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

There was nothing I’d rather be doing. Truth is, I couldn’t remember my life before them. And to think I almost wrote her off when we first met; my girl surprises me everyday. I think she’s freakier than even me and that’s saying a lot.

KAT

Colt is really good at easing my fears but he’s a guy he doesn’t understand how it feels to feel like your whole life is being threatened. His answer to everything is f**k it. I wish I could be that brave.

He says I insulted him, only Colt would look at it like that but that’s what I love about him. He just always tells it like it is. This girl in the hospital is bothering me too but for a different reason. Here I have so much and she has nothing.

Because of me she’s lost her memory and will probably end up spending Xmas alone. I’m sure her family is out there somewhere looking for her and that breaks my heart. She seemed so young too, like my age maybe and that just made it harder.

My life has been so full and perfect for the past two years that sometimes I stay awake at night just staring at Colton as he sleeps. Wondering how I got so lucky. Yes he’s gruff and opinionated, and he likes to tell me what to do but I love it.

I love the way he’s crazy about our daughter, how that little girl has him so completely wrapped around her little finger that he’d go above and beyond just to make her smile. I can’t believe I even doubted him for a minute but I had no answers as to why someone would want to make up something like that unless they wanted to hurt me.

I can’t think of a single soul who would want to do that. Since moving here and marrying Colt, I’ve only been around his friends and family and I know none of them would do such a thing because Colt would kill them.

There were no ex girlfriends in the picture except for Jennifer and she was locked away somewhere where she couldn’t be a damn menace. Colt said he was going to make sure she never got out, not while his daughter could be a target but I’m pretty sure he couldn’t do that. Then again this is Colt we’re talking about here so maybe I’d hold judgment on that one.

Not since that James guy that went and burned himself to death have we had any kind of trouble, Colt sees to that. It might be weak to admit but I love that he stands in front of me, that he wants to take care of everything or as he puts it,

‘ Your job is to look after the kid when I’m not here and make sure she eats and sleeps when she needs to. Other than that, what the f**k else do you need to be worrying about? That’s my job.’ That’s my caveman.

He seems to have put the whole phone call incident behind him but I can’t. When the person first called she’d caught me off guard. Colt was right, I didn’t stop to think, her words just threw me and I went into a downward spiral.

The thought of my beautiful husband in love with someone else almost killed me. To lose his love would be the worst thing in my world. There’s no way I could ever survive without him crazy as he is.

I laid awake all that night wracking my brain trying to figure it out but I kept hitting a wall. There just wasn’t anyone I could think of who would want to hurt me. I didn’t leave any friends back in Phoenix, no enemies either except maybe for a few people who were pissed that the police had gotten involved in the whole sordid mess back there.

But I couldn’t imagine any of them hating me that much, and besides how would they have got my number? No one knew where I was. Donna had been my only real friend, the only one close enough to know about Greenville. No this had to be someone who knew Colt and wanted him.

The thought made my stomach hurt. It’s silly I know but I don’t want other women even looking at my husband. All that stuff he said earlier I know for a fact if the tables were turned he’d have jacked me up before I could talk some sense into him, hah.

Once on our honeymoon, some guy was checking me out on one of our few trips into town and Colt went ape shit. I thought he was going to beat the poor guy to death and all he did was whistle at me when Colt had gone to the bar to order our drinks.

It’s remembering things like that that helped me put the phone call behind me. Or the way he is with Caitlin, I know Colt would never hurt his daughter in a million years. He was right too; he’s never given me reason to doubt him or his love for me. If anything, he’s overly attentive.

Why couldn’t I have remembered any of that earlier? Damn. I’m going to have to make it up to him. The blowjob and hot s*x wasn’t nearly enough. He was hard enough to shop for as it was now. I have to come up with something else.