Lyon's Heart (4 page)

“What kind of engine was
that boss? That shit sounded sweet.”

“Fuck if I know it belongs
to Grimaldi he took Kat for a test drive.”

“Damn that baby purred out
of here. I wonder if he’d let me take it for a spin.”

“I don’t know Jared why
don’t you ask him when they get back? Right before I kill his ass
for speeding out of here with my wife after I told him no
speeding.” I didn’t miss the hidden smiles and smirks;
douchebags.

The car came flying back
into the parking lot and I saw my wife’s eyes widen when she saw me
standing there. Of course she was behind the wheel, just as I’d
thought. She climbed out all smiles and walked over to
me.

“Look Colt look what Marcus
gave me.” Well shit.

“You gave my wife a Bugatti
Veyron Super Sport?”

“It’s a wedding gift.” The
old bastard smirked at me because he knew he had me. I couldn’t
very well make her give back a wedding gift even though it was a
two and a half million dollar death trap. I knew just how to fix
both their asses though.

“Thanks Grimaldi that’s very
nice of you now can we get back to work?”

“Sure I just came by to give
Katarina her little gift I know how she loves speed so when I saw
this little beauty I knew she had to have it. It’s the only one
like it in the states I think there’s only a handful in existence.
It goes from zero to sixty in two point four seconds.” Oh he just
loved telling me that. I should just strangle his old ass now and
get it over with; pain in the ass. Kat was damn near bouncing up
and down. Since I’d confiscated her bikes I guess she saw this as
her new way to get her speed fix. Over my dead body, first chance I
get I’m totaling this shit. I know some stuntmen who would be only
too happy to do the job. Jared the ass was already begging her to
let him take it for a spin.

“I can see the wheels
turning son what’re you up to?”

“Nothing Cy, just plotting
how I’m going to get rid of that thing.”

“Now Colt you can’t do that,
I know what you’re worried about but our Kat is a sensible girl she
won’t take any chances; you can’t destroy it it’s a thing of
beauty. That would be like destroying the new Lyon Z five hundred.
Come on let her have her toy it’s safer than a bike and at least
she won’t try jumping over anything in that. Besides she won’t be
driving it for long with the baby coming there’s no place for a car
seat.”

Shit. Well there went my
day, at least that was all the surprises life had in store for me
that day but every once in a while her threat of what the doctor
might find the next day would creep up on me and I had something
else to worry about.

We’re not going to discuss
my meltdown when the doctor told us we were having a girl. That’s a
dark day in my history that’s not to be revisited again ever. I’ve
threatened to straight up knock the motherfucker out that brings it
up. After I came back to my senses I really buckled down. If she
thought I was crazy before she hadn’t seen nothing yet. I inhaled
all the information I could about baby girls. I still break out in
cold sweats every once in a while but no one needed to know that
shit. The crew had taken to scattering whenever they saw me coming,
because they knew I was going to grill their ass about this
fatherhood shit. Even my men thought I had lost my shit, no one
understood. There were more whispers and snickers and bullshit in
the shop these days than anything else, it was like one of Elena’s
hen pack gatherings. Like I give a fuck about their whispers and
bullshit. I knew about the disrespectful bets they had going behind
my back too and first chance I get I’m breaking my foot off in
Jared’s ass because I’m pretty sure he’s the ring leader. They
swear I’m going to flake in the delivery room, questioning my
manhood. I didn’t dwell on the delivery room too much that shit
gave me nightmares whenever I ventured into those waters. Kat on
the other hand was just cruising. She blossomed right before my
eyes in every way possible, everything about her seemed… I don’t
know how to put it into words. It’s like whereas before I always
wanted to be inside her or near her, now I needed that shit. Her
scent, her looks the way she moved it all seemed magnified somehow.
She still wasn’t showing any signs of pregnancy as yet but she was
different. The need to be gentle with her added a whole new element
to our lovemaking and not only that, but to everything we did. I
found myself watching her every move, which I’m sure, was making
her crazy but it’s the only way I knew of to deal with my side of
this pregnancy thing. She got to carry the baby and I got to worry
about both of them.

Things were hopping along
pretty well there for a while, she was leaving me alone with my
shit and I left her and her posse to whatever the hell they were up
to. The kid wasn’t even here yet and already she’d taken over our
lives. I didn’t mind though because as the days went by I started
to really get into it. I guess her lack of fear worked to ease some
of mine. She had a way of always including me in everything that
had to do with the baby whether I wanted to or not. Some of that
shit was sick but hey, she had to live through it the least I could
do was listen. I wondered sometimes about people though, like who
the fuck thought it was a good idea to compile a list of all the
shit that could go wrong and stick it in a book for pregnant women
to read? If the shit freaked me out I can only imagine what it did
to her. I hid the damn thing somewhere so she couldn’t read it
anymore. I now have her doctor on speed dial and I don’t care what
anyone says I call whenever the fuck I feel like. So what if it’s
not natural for a man to call his wife’s OBGYN just because she has
heartburn? Who the fuck cares? That’s what she’s there for isn’t
it? Yeah there was no doubt that her doc was going to be of the
female persuasion even though everyone swore that this young hot
shot at the hospital was the next best thing to Dr. Spock. He
looked like a quack to me and there’s no way Mr. Hair plugs and
fake tan was getting my wife in stirrups. The fuck!

Anyway we were cruising
along fine, she was healthy the baby was healthy according to the
doctor and life was as it should be. In other words all was right
in my world.

Then I woke up to some shit
that no man should ever have to deal with. After a night spent
making love to my woman for hours I wake up to the sound of
retching. Every time I get used to one thing she throws something
new in my fucking lap. Things had been going pretty okay there for
a while. No surprises jumping up to bite me in the ass, now I have
to deal with this shit. I jumped off the bed and headed for the
bathroom to find my woman lying on the bathroom floor sick as a
fucking dog. I’m not down with that shit, no way no how.

MORNING SICKNESS

KAT

"Kat, what the
fuck?”

"It's nothing Colton I'm
just sick." I leaned my head against the cold tile for some much
needed relief. I should probably get up off the bathroom floor but
what's the point? I'd just be right back here again.

"Sick, sick of what?" He
tried to move me but my groan of agony had him moving
back.

“Kat what the fuck?” Now he
sounded panicked and a panicked Colt is not a good thing he gets
crazy ideas when that happens.

"It's morning sickness
Colton it's perfectly natural, just let me lay here for a little
bit until it passes." I could barely get the words pass the nausea
that roiled in my stomach I just wanted to die in peace. Why
couldn’t pregnancy come without this little side effect?

"Hell fucking no, this is
total bullshit my wife doesn't get sick." He stormed out of the
room like a nut.

There was no point in
arguing with him. My husband I've come to realize is bat shit
crazy. As if I didn’t have enough to deal with before, this whole
pregnancy thing has made him completely certifiable. I’m surprised
he hadn’t come across morning sickness in one of his thousand and
one books as much reading as he does lately.

I heard him yelling at some
poor soul on the phone in the bedroom and just rolled my eyes. If I
didn’t feel like death warmed over this would be funny.

"Dad, she can't stay like
this...what do you mean you gave her something this isn't the first
time?"

Oh shit, I'm in for it now.
I closed my eyes thinking that would spare me. No such luck; he
came back into the doorway and glowered at me.

"Yeah, well whatever you
gave her isn't working where's mom? Dad I'm aware that you're a
doctor but you don't happen to have a vagina and you've never given
birth mom has, put her on the phone."

See, crazy as
shit.

"When I get off this phone
we're gonna have words babe, you didn't tell me you've been sick
for days?" His face was like a thundercloud.

"Colton, go to work." I
could barely groan the words out.

"Fuck that I'm working from
home until the kid gets here."

"Oh joy."

"Smart ass...mom
yeah...."

He was off and running
again. Hopefully Elena could calm his ass down because I was so not
in the mood for his brand of crazy today. Of course I didn’t tell
him that I’ve been sick, the man is worse than a warden. He watches
what I eat, and when I eat. If I twinge he over reacts; I’m not
sure how we’re going to make it through the whole nine months
without him going into cardiac arrest. The only reason he didn’t
know before today is because he’s been going into the shop earlier
because of a very large last minute order they had to fill and they
had to meet deadline. It was a minor miracle that he actually
agreed to let me drive myself in later. I’d had to fight for that
but I didn’t want him to see me sick because I knew he would react
this way. Crazy. Poor Elena I could hear him yelling like a maniac
and cussing up a storm.

LYON

I can’t believe she didn’t
tell me she was sick, mom said to give her some crackers and some
warm tea so I got that shit ready and left it on the nightstand
before going to get her in the bathroom. My heart was in my throat
and I felt sick myself. I don’t care how much mom says it’s normal
this shit can’t be right. The fuck!

“Babe this is fucked you
don’t keep shit like this from me.”

“Colt you’ve been crazy ever
since we got back home; this baby has sent you clear over the wall.
If I’d told you I’d probably end up in the hospital for the rest of
this pregnancy.”

“That doesn’t sound too
bad.” I lifted her in my arms after cleaning her up in the sink.
She was still so light, too small to be that fucking
sick.

“I don’t like this Angel
maybe we should call the doctor and see if there isn’t something we
can do, dad’s a quack he doesn’t know shit about babies anyway his
specialty is the heart.”

“Colt, just let me lie down
okay I’ll deal with your nuttiness later you should go to work I’ll
meet you there later.”

“Fuck that I’m not leaving
you here like this what the fuck!”

“It doesn’t last I promise,
in a little bit it will be gone.”

I helped her get settled in
the bed and made her as comfortable as possible lying down behind
her with my hand on her bare tummy until she fell asleep. As soon
as I knew she was okay I eased off the bed and left the room. There
was no way I was leaving her now I’d make myself crazy if I
did.

“Hey Jared I need a solid
bro, Kat’s sick so I won’t be coming in until later if I do at all.
You know what to do we have that pickup today for the three reds
make sure everything’s set. Cy knows where the paperwork is, if you
guys run into any trouble just give me a call.”

“Is she okay the baby
alright?”

“It’s morning sickness or
some shit I have to get back to her in case she wakes up sick
again.”

“Okay bro let me know if you
need anything. I’ll tell the guys you won’t be coming in until
later or we’ll see you tomorrow, maybe I’ll come by
later.”

“That’s cool. Did you know
about this morning sickness shit?” He and Kat were still best buds
and they were always up to some shit together. I have to threaten
his ass at least once a week because he lets her get away with
stupid shit.

“I plead the
fifth.”

“My ass bro, you should’ve
told me.”

“Colt, brother you’ve been
insane for the last few weeks like totally gone, she didn’t want
you to worry.”

“Just remember it will be
your turn one of these days and payback is a bitch.”

I hung up and went to grab
one of my books, yes I read up on everything to the entertainment
of my wife. I read the confusing shit about how everyone’s symptoms
were different and that some people had to be medicated or even
hospitalized according to the severity of their symptoms, which
scared the piss out of me.

She woke up about an hour
later like nothing happened, that shit was freaky. Here I am
expecting her to be half way to dead again which would fuck with my
head and she’s all smiles and teasing me.

“How’re you feeling
Angel?”