Lyon's Angel (The Lyon)

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be lying to old CyCy now would you?"
    "No......well technically no, I do do it all the time but
it's just that Colt doesn't like me to when he's not around but I'm good at it
I promise; he's just an old worrywart. Anyway what’re you doing here dad?"
    "Nice to see you too squirt."
    "Sorry dad, so what gives?"
    "I just haven't seen you in a while that's all I figured
since it's my day off I'd come by and give you a shout."
    "Aww, you missed me." I went over and gave him a hug
because I knew there was some truth to those words; dad and I have always been
close even when we were miles apart and it couldn't be easy for him to finally have
me all to himself for the first time only to lose me in a few short weeks. Come
to think of it I never did ask him why he'd made it so easy for Colton and I
but I'd rather not poke that bear at this point if you get my drift.
    "Dad I spoke to you last night."
    "Not the same kid; hey Cyrus what's doing ready to lose your
hard earned cash tonight?"
    "Well now Drake I'm feeling mighty lucky today woke up with a
full heart and a smile; I'm thinking I might be the one filling my coffers at
the end of the night."
    "Yeah that's if that cheat doesn't fleece us both."
    "Aw the doc ain't that bad.
    "He's a pain in the ass; anyway who else is around here I
came to see if I could steal my favorite girl for lunch; where's Colton
anyway?"
    "Sure I can have lunch with you dad, CyCy can hold down the
fort for an hour or so can't you CyCy?"~
    "Of course, besides I saw some of the guys flitting around
out there we'll be fine; Colt should be back from his run soon anyway."
    "Good then that's settled let me get my purse and I'll be right
with you."
    I grabbed my stuff from the office and met him next to his truck.
    "So where're we going?"
    "That little Mexican cantina you used to like when you were a
kid."
    "Ooh yum burritos." I clapped my hands together it'd
been a while since I had one of those.
    "So tell me how are you doing really, everything okay with
you?"
    I couldn't contain the huge smile that broke out across my face or
the blush. This is my father after all; I couldn't very well go into detail the
way I would with Carol or one of my old friends back home.
    "Things are just great dad Colt's very good to me." Okay
please don't ask me anything else please please please, awkward.
    "You need anything got everything you need?"
    "I'm fine."
    "Listen Kat I know this conversation is a little uncomfortable
it's not exactly a walk in the park for me either but you've just been through
a very bad experience not that long ago and I need to know that you're okay,
it's very important for me to know that."
    "I know dad and I promise if anything were wrong I'd tell
you; you don't have to worry in fact Colton is more of a worrier than you are
if you can believe that; he watches over me like a hawk, sometimes it's hard to
believe we've only known each other for a few months it's like I've known him
forever."
    "What do you mean watches over you like a hawk; like one of
those over possessive types; you can't do anything unless he approves?"
    I reached out to touch his hand on the wheel because he suddenly
had a very worried look on his face.
    "No dad nothing like that; it's just......we work you know,
we're good together, Colton's over protective and a bit bossy sometimes but I
need that; it makes me feel safe, secure, like he's standing between me and the
world."
    "That.....
that's great baby I'm glad you have that." His voice sounded a little
choked up and I was only too happy to move on.
       The restaurant
had a nice little crowd when we arrived and my dad was hailed like a long lost
friend.
    "Hey chief long time no see; you keeping the streets safe out
there?"
    "Doing the best I can Manuel; this is my daughter Isabella,
she used to love it here when your pops ran the place."
    "Well now, pleasure meeting you young lady."
    "Likewise sir." We shook hands.
    "A kid with manners, praise be."
    There was a little light banter

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