Cyrus (28 page)

“I can still,” he began whispering in her
ear and her face turned bright red. Jase looked at her and winked,
“Whenever you’re ready just click those ruby red heels together and
I will gladly take you home.”

Cyrus made his way through the crowd and
took my hand and starred at me.

I smiled, “You found me.”

“Yes I did, do you remember what I said I’d
do if you left?” He raised his eyebrow and I laughed. “I wasn’t
joking.”

“Why do you think I did it?” I raised my
eyebrow at him and he laughed.

“I love you more right now than I did
before.”

Jase and Carly laughed, “You love her? Wow
it took you long enough to figure that out.”

“Fuck you Jase, how long did it take
you?”

“Fine-- you win.”

I saw her look over at Christoff, “I’m
Tara’s boyfriend. She’ll be moving in with me and not you.”

My jaw dropped and Christoff laughed, “I’m
so sorry, Christoff. Cyrus that was rude.”

“No Birdie, that’s truth.”

“Truth huh?” Christoff rubbed his hands
together, “Do tell, or feel free to show.” I felt my eyes getting
bigger. “I’ve heard a lot about you Mr. Steel, by the way thanks
for the raise and the clothes that finally cover us up at work
and…”

“It’s almost winter I could arrange for snow
gear.” Cyrus glared at him.

“Darlin’ your alpha hunk was in the
Navy?”

“You can speak to me I’m standing right
here.”

“Putting it simply I thought you Navy boys
could spot a guy like me from a mile away.”

“You’re gay?”

“We’ll not really,” Christoff laughed. I
looked up at him confused, “I said you’re not my type Darlin’.”

“What the fuck is your type?”

“Cyrus-- it’s really not our business.”

“No that’s fine. You’re my type.”

Jase spit his drink all over the floor and
laughed.

“Hey buddy, don’t hate-- so are you. I like
muscular alpha bad boys and strong dominate women who are built
like…” he looked around and finally found someone, “Her.”

“Kat?” Carly laughed out loud.

“So you’re bi-sexual?” I asked.

“Sexual yes, but if I must wear a label I
would saw I have sexual ADD or ADHD dependent on my mood. But no
the little Darlin’ here is not my type.”

I hugged Christoff George and laughed and he
laughed at Cyrus’ expression.

“Don’t worry your tight muscular ass is safe
too big guy, just cause I like to fuck and sometimes be fucked
doesn’t make me confused, as I said before it sexual ADD.”

“Or ADHD,” I reminded him and laughed again
and looked at Cyrus.

“I don’t give a fuck what you are or what
you have. She’s moving in with me.”

“Well then Tara you gonna let him in on why
your fine little hiney ran away from him to tell me or do you wanna
torture him some more?”

“Go ahead.”

“You know I’m gonna act it out.”

“You know that’s what I’m waiting for.”

“Little Darlin’ ran down here and did this
little dance as she sang, ‘He said he looooves me, he wants to live
with meeee, is it okay with you, because I love you too.’ And then
she shook her little ass.”

I was having fun and I looked up at Cyrus
whose expression still was unchanged, “You done?”

“Cyrus, you and I are gonna have trouble if
you have issues because of this…”

“Birdie, I don’t give a fuck who he sticks
it in or what he sticks it in as long as he keeps it the fuck away
from you.”

Christoff laughed and looked at me, “You’re
lucky I love you Darlin’ cause if not I would be chasing that. So
hot. Cyrus,” Christoff wagged his brows at him, “I only have one
thing to add to this conversation. You hurt her once, she comes
crying because you’re a dick once and my southern, corn fed ass is
gonna hurt you.”

Cyrus laughed, “Protecting what’s mine?”

“For seven weeks now. She’s my friend, hell
I’ll probably be in your wedding if she says yes when you ask. You
and I can be cordial, friends even, but don’t hurt her.”

I waited anticipating what was to come
next.

Cyrus stuck out his hand and Christoff shook
it, “Cool.”

“Cool.” Christoff looked me, “Now go back to
wherever it was that made Tink’s makeup such a mess and call me
with details tomorrow.”

Cyrus took my hand and walked back out of
the banquet hall and towards the elevator.

“Are you always going to act like that?”

“Yep.”

I followed him into the elevator and the
door closed. He pulled me hard against his chest and rested his
chin on my shoulder.

His hand lowered and within seconds his
finger was buried inside me.

“This is why. You love it Tara, and I love
that you love it.” He pulled his hand up and licked his fingers,
“So fucking hot.”

I couldn’t stop the stupid grin from
spreading across my face and he kissed my cheek, “I love you
Birdie, and it feels real good.”

“I love you and couldn’t agree with you
more.”

We decided to drive back to Red Hook, she
wanted to leave flowers and I wanted back in the hotel room hoping
like hell I could get her to let me watch her play with herself
again. No I know I could’ve done that at home, our home together
but I needed to show her something else.

We left the cemetery and she clutched my
hand, as she smiled up at me. God I loved this girl and it felt
great to get it now, to accept and move on. I needed that as much
as she did and we both needed each other in order to do anything
anymore. It was great, we got up and showered together, fucked in
the shower, brushed our teeth side by side. Rode to and from work
together. Often times she was sucking me off on the ride home and
just as often I was fucking her with my finger. We cooked together,
fucking everything.

Saturday nights she entertained a few people
and a lot of the times I would take my sorry ass to the shop just
because I didn’t want to look like a bitch.

Zandor was there all the time sniffing
around the
southern belle with the hidden talent
and it was
fun to watch. His ass thinks he’s all powerful when it comes to
controlling women, I highly doubted that shit now.

“Where are we going?”

“Don’t touch that blind fold Birdie, or I’ll
spank that ass,” she took my hand and shoved it up her shirt.

“Start here.”

Did I mention that she was my equal in
everything? She was perfect for me and I was damn sure I would be
for her as well. So yeah, I played with her titties the whole
way.

“Okay don’t move,” I got out and ran around
the Highlander and opened the door. “I have a surprise for
you.”

I took off the blindfold and she looked at
the house and then up at me. Did I mention when she looked confused
I got hard? Well I do.

“Why are we here?”

“Well I am sick as fuck of pulling out, and
I wanna start making babies with you. I wanna houseful of babies. I
want you barefoot and pregnant Birdie and I want to raise them
here, well in Jersey too… but when we aren’t busy I want to be
here.”

She looked away, “I sold it, that’s how I
paid you back. I’m sorry…”

“I know you did, and I bought it—again.
“

She smiled and looked down, “You wanna have
lots of babies with me?”

“I want everything with you Birdie. Say this
is good, say you want babies with me, too. Come on let me off the
hook.”

She looked up, “I wanna have babies with
you, lots of babies Cyrus Steel.”

“Good, now that that’s out of the way will
you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” I knelt down and the
whole thing. Dad would be proud. I pulled the ring out and she
smiled and shook her head yes.

“Say it.”

“Yes, more than anything I want to be your
wife Cyrus.”

“I pushed the ring on her finger, the same
way I would be pushing my very hard cock into her very, very
soon.

“Why here?”

“Had to ask your Dad.” I picked her up and
kissed her perfect little lips.

“How’d that go?” she laughed.

“He said if I fuck up he’ll kill me.”

She kissed me and started playing with my
hair.

“Forever Steel, Birdie?”

“Forever Steel.”

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