21. Lyric
Chapter 21
Lyric
S omething is wrong. After Colt gave me one of the best orgasms of my life yesterday—I still can’t look at the counter without blushing today—he seemed more closed off this morning.
We spent yesterday together, and he bordered on the line of being clingy. It was amazing and perfect, just to be him and me all day. He didn’t tell me no to anything, and we literally spent the day on the couch, then in the bedroom, where he spent the entire night inside me. Even when he thought I was asleep, I felt him slide his cock back inside me. Not moving, not looking for pleasure, but just to sleep. I’ve never had this level of intimacy with anyone before, and I’m not sure if it's normal or if it's because something is happening. I can feel it. My intuition about Colt has almost always been right.
He left right after we ate breakfast with a single kiss to my head, demanding I set the alarm behind him. I did, of course, but he doesn’t know that I saw the way he walked angrily to his truck or the way his jaw was locked tight as he drove away. Gone was the carefreeness he had with me just a few hours ago. Since the start of my captivity here, in his house, he has often left to check in with the club and do business, but today felt different.
Anxiety sparks in my veins and it feels difficult to breathe. I jog to the office and pull up the monitors, my eyes searching over every inch of field, trees, and yard. There’s nothing. I feel somewhat more relieved. I want Colt to come back. He said he’d be gone three hours, and I know they will be the longest hours of my life.
I move upstairs and decide to take a bath. I lost count of the orgasms Colt gave me last night with his tongue, his fingers, and his cock. He had only been gone for one day, but my body missed him, needed him just as much as he needed me. My thighs, my pussy, and my back are deliciously sore today though. After dropping a bath bomb in, I grab my coffee cup and step in, sucking in air when the hot water touches my sensitive toes, before sitting down completely. Even as the water laps at my skin and eases the tension in my muscles, I can’t help but worry.
After the bath, I try everything else I can to keep my mind occupied. I clean up around the house, vacuum, paint my toenails, and check in with my mom, Camryn and Pose this time. My little sister is not impressed that I waited so long to tell her about reconnecting with Colt. She was little when we dated, and I wasn’t even sure if she knew or saw how much of an impact our breakup had on me. Apparently, Momma had her own ideas though and told Pose about it before I could.
It’s a little after two and I just finished making a taco salad when I hear the door open and the alarm being reset. Colt has been gone longer than he had planned, and I was starting to worry but had no way to contact him.
“Lyric,” Colt calls my name and my heart flutters.
“In here,” I tell him, grabbing my bowl and heading to the kitchen table.
He stalks in a few seconds later, his eyes roaming over me. He’s only been gone a few hours. A hint of a smile plays on my lips.
“Want me to make you one?” I point at my salad. “I wasn’t sure when you’d be home, but I can fix you one now.”
Colt sighs and runs his hands through his hair and over his face. “Nah, I’m good, babe.” He sits next to me and his fingers clasp in front of his body on the table. The silence hangs heavily in the air.
Placing my fork down, I hold his gaze. “What's going on?”
Colt’s hand reaches for mine, holding it in his strong, warm grip. “I found him, Lyric.”
I gasp and my eyes fly to his dark ones that hold determination and worry in them. “Is that where you were the other day?”
He nods his head yes, his fingers flexing around mine. “We had three possible leads and I got lucky on the first one. He isn’t close by, but that's all I can say. I met with the club this morning to discuss how we’re going to handle this.”
“When you say handle?—”
“I mean there is no universe in which that man continues to breathe and terrify you, his ex-wife or his child, or any other woman ever again,” he answers before I even form my thoughts.
My mind swings in a million different directions. About Lukas, about Stella, about the Rebels. Part of me knew they had more nefarious dealings, but I was never privy to what those things were. I was just the doctor, the therapist who was helping save a girl’s life. When I reached out to Daggerz, I didn’t even think much would happen except maybe they’d help secure my home or send bodyguards or offer me to stay until Lukas left again. I never planned on finding Colt or being a willing captive in his home while he slayed my demons for me.
“Colt, I can’t lose you.”
He leans forward and presses a kiss to my forehead. “You won’t lose me, baby. I’ve trained to do this. I have been doing this for a long time.”
“You could get hurt. What if you get caught? What if he knows somehow that you were watching him and he’s waiting for you? He’s fucking crazy, Colt. The man is evil and unhinged,” I argue with him, standing from the table. I need to walk. I need space. I need air.
My legs start to carry me to the door, but Colt is there to stop me, his arm wrapping around my body and holding me against him. I can’t stop shaking, hyperventilating in his arms. My hands pull him closer while my brain is shouting to push him away, to keep him safe. This is all my fault.
“This is not your fault.” He grips me harder and I sob against his chest. “Don’t cry, baby, please. Your tears are killing me.”
He pulls back and his thumbs swipe under my eyes, over my cheeks, brushing the tears away. “I wanted you to know so you can be prepared. I have a plan, the club is behind me, and they will be here for your protection while I’m gone. That's all I can say. Lyric, no one can ever know that we had this conversation, it's dangerous.”
“And you can’t tell me when? Or where? Is he here?”
Colt shakes his head no. “I can’t tell you anything else right now, baby. He’s here in the state, but not here in Braham. I promise. When I do leave, Zane will be here with you. He and Bullet and Dodger will take point on your security until I get back.”
I wrap my arms around his neck and hug him, scared to let him go. It doesn’t bother me that I know what Colt is saying when he says Lukas will no longer be a problem; I’m only worried about his safety. I can’t let Lukas take him away from me.
“I know this is a lot, but I wanted you to know.” Colt steps back, his hands cupping my face, and I’m forced to look in his eyes. “I need you safe. There is no other way. This isn’t your burden to carry anymore, Lyric. You have me and you have my brothers.”
My heart feels full and I manage to nod my head even with tears in my eyes. As scary as it is that we’re at this point, there is an overwhelming amount of relief that comes with it. “I trust you.”
Colt inhales and his eyes light up like I just gave him the biggest gift. His lips press against mine and my knees go weak for this man. “I’m taking you out tonight, Lyric Taylor.”
My brow rises. “Are you serious?”
His teeth sink into his bottom lip and he nods. “Yup. A real date, pretty girl. Dinner, drinks, and if you’re lucky, I’ll take you to a place you can dance.”
“Oh my god, Colt!” I jump up and down in his hold. “I need this. I’m so happy.”
He grins and laughs with me. “I’m glad, baby. I’m going to grab a quick shower and I have some things to do in the office. Do whatever you need to do, and we’ll plan to leave around five. Sound good?”
“Sounds perfect,” I gush, and run back to the table to grab my salad and bring it upstairs. I have three hours to look and feel sexy for my date with Colt.