Lyon
Chapter 69

“You can get undressed because you’re not going anywhere.”

“What but you’re going to work, why can’t I go?”

“Because you don’t listen for shit and I have to be in and out of the office all day, you’re staying here.”

“Am not.” She folded her arms and gave me the bitch brow, yeah okay.

“Were you or were you not just in the clutches of a crazed fucker just a few days ago?”

“So, you came and got me.” She shrugged it off like it had been nothing.

“Katarina I appreciate that you have this great faith in my abilities to save your a*s but please do me a favor and keep your little a*s where I put you for at least a month or so-so that I can have some peace and quiet around here.”?

F*****g girl, I don’t think I’ve ever had so much shit going on until I met her; how one little bit of a thing could get into so much trouble was beyond me.

“What’s that supposed to mean, you’re acting like it’s my fault that nut took me.”

“If you’d stayed your a*s where I put you he never would’ve got his f*****g hands on you.”

She pouted and kicked the table leg before stomping out of the room.

“Get back here.” This f*****g girl.

She came back into the room head down arms folded and face like a thundercloud.

“What’s the matter you need your a*s spanked or something? Just say the word and I’ll do it for you, only I don’t think you’ll enjoy it because brats don’t get love taps you understand me?” She didn’t bother to answer and I didn’t expect her to.

I left the house after turning on every security measure in the place. I’d already put in an order for some shit for her to wear, she’d never know she was wearing tracking devices because knowing her hard headed a*s she’d probably take them off out of spite.

But by the time I was through her cell phone, iPad, watch anything that was a constant would be traceable. I wasn’t taking any more chances.

Jennifer’s crazy a*s was still on the loose because I didn’t have any solid proof that she’d been part of that day but I still had her in my crosshairs, desperate people do f****d up shit.

We’d had to put the wedding planning on hold for the last few days but mom had still been doing her thing so things were still on track there. I’m not sure how long she’d buy my lie about Kat being sick. Who knows when nosy a*s Char would have one of her visions or whatever the f**k?

***

“How is she doing Colt?” Jared met me before I could even turn off my bike. I’d kept the guys in the loop the last couple days, they’d needed instructions after all on what needed doing while I took off.

Somebody had to go pick up the supplies that I’d left scattered all over the lot that day among other things and we had a shit load of bikes to get ready for delivery. In other words life still went on no matter what was going on in our little corner.

“She’s fine, a little pissy because I wouldn’t let her come here today. What the f**k’s so funny bro?” He was laughing and shaking his head at me.

“Dude did you not hear anything I told you about the type of person she was before that shit went down in Arizona?”

“Yeah, but some new shit just went down and I don’t want her going back to being that person she was when she first came here.”

“Not gonna happen bro you know why, you’ve been teaching her all that shit you’re into and building her up she’s not the same person she was when that shit happened bro. Why the f**k are you teaching her all that empowerment shit if you don’t expect her to use it?”

“I don’t expect her to use it against me; I expect her to sit her little a*s down where I put her and stop making me crazy, the f**k!”

“Oho you’re scared.”

“F**k you bro.” He just laughed harder.

“I’m thinking instead of that bonus you were asking for you should be paying me for taking her stubborn a*s off your hands.”

“You’re full of shit bro, you’re just mad because she’s got you by the short ones.”

“Whatever, how have things been around here these last few days?”

“Good, the guys know what needs to be done; those of us who were there know to keep our mouths shut if that’s what you’re worried about. Grimaldi has been calling every day though. He knows something’s up because apparently he has Kat’s cell number and she’s not answering.”

“Yeah I turned the shit off after Elena and Tina called like five hundred times the first day.”

“Speaking of which guess who’s gonna be here in the next day or so?” He had me there, I hadn’t been aware that we’d been expecting anyone.

“Tina bro, word is she’ll be staying with your parents until she replaces her own place, something about coming out to help with the wedding but seeing the lay of the land if you know what I mean. You better make room for the mother in law bro.”

“F**k that.” Damn how the hell was I supposed to keep Kat under lock and key with her mom coming to town? Jared was right, he’d hit it on the f*****g head; I’m scared as f**k for her to come outside, don’t ask me why, it’s a f****d way to think but shit. Until I shake the feeling there’s nothing I can do about it.

“How’s Cyrus handling it I haven’t spoken to him since the first day has he been coming in?” Jared took a deep breath and folded his arms across his chest.

“He’s still a little down on himself, you know how he is with Kat, and he feels like he should’ve been able to do something. We’re just gonna have to let him handle this one on his own bro, no amount of telling him to let it go seems to be working.”

“I’ll talk to him.” We both headed towards the building but Jared went back to the shop while I went to the office. First things first, I had to catch up on some paperwork then I’ll go see where my boys were at in the shop.

***

Three hours later I was almost done going through the pile of shit on the computer; how the hell did she do this shit? It’s only been a few days and there were already a few thousand emails waiting to be answered not to mention bills and invoices and bullshit.

F**k; for a split second the thought of hiring someone else entered my mind but I squashed that shit. That’s my girl’s chair out there; no one else is sitting in it ever.

What the f**k I’m gonna do after I give her- her wedding gift is beyond me. Maybe she’d let the board run her Fortune five hundred company and spend her days hanging out here with me.