Boomer

I miss her like fucking crazy. I had to work late, so Crystal’s being picked up by Law. No one better to give you a ride home than our local sheriff. I haven’t given her the cut I had made yet. I don’t know if she’ll like it, but I’ll find out soon. She’s very particular about her clothes, so the way I had it done should be pretty for her.

My truck phone rings, “Hello?”

“Hey, this is Mr. Miller.” Shit, what can he want?

“How can I help you, sir?” I ask, driving to the house.

“I wanted to know if you had any information on that little shit yet?” he whispers. I wonder where the women are. That would be the only reason I can see him doing that.

“Not yet. My guys are working on it. The second we do, I’ll let you know,” I placate him. I don’t want anyone else involved. The more people aware, the greater the risk of discovery.

“I want in on it. I’m not kidding. I don’t want my wife or daughters to know, but I want to kill him. You may be taking my place as her protector, but she’s my little girl and he crossed the line.” He sold me on it. I see only red, just considering what could happen. That’s his daughter. One day, I’ll be a dad and I’ll gut a motherfucker for trying to hurt my girl.

“Understood. This is just between us,” I reassure him.

“You haven’t said anything to your sons, right?” I know they’ll need to know something, but the finer details need to be left out. I’ll be meeting them Friday night. They can grill me then.

I pull up to the house as soon as I get off the phone with her dad. Crystal runs down the stairs to greet me and although I love it, it’s not safe. The fucktard is still out there, and so are the potential drug dealers that have been prowling my neck of the woods. That’s another thing I need more information on the surveillance of. Cyber will let me know, but unfortunately, it’s just a waiting game, then trying to name them. It’s fine and dandy if we find them, but it won’t be enough because we’ll need to know who they are. And the cameras are good, but they can’t reach around to focus on their faces.

“I missed you, too, baby.”

“Sorry, I just love this,” she squeals. It takes me a second to realize she’s wearing the cut. It says Property of Boomer. Underneath that is Tigress.

“Shit, I forgot to hide it,” I’d been in a hurry this morning and forgot I left it in the truck they used to take her to and from work.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to presume. I guess I should have waited until you were ready to give it to me. I forget it means more than just a present.” She tenses and lets go of my waist. I put her legs right back.

“No woman, if I had a chance, you would have had it the same night we met. You have no idea how much I want the world to know you’re mine. I just got it yesterday from the tailor and I didn’t know when to give it to you. I didn’t want you to think it’s only because we’re getting married. You’re mine and I want everyone to know it. I want to punch any guy that looks at you, but since they should always respect your ass, I can’t have them ignoring you.”

“You are so wonderful. Even if you are a bit of a caveman.”

“I’m a complete caveman. Just because I don’t say it, doesn’t mean I’m not thinking it. My men have been warned to treat you like they would their mothers. Any deviation will get them popped in the mouth.”

“Yep, caveman. I love you,” she concedes.

“Good, now let’s go inside. We may not have a problem with Santos himself, but that little bitch is still out and about.”

“Sorry, I guess since the place is fortified, I didn’t even consider anything could happen.”

“No, don’t be sorry. It’s my job to make sure you feel safe.” I close my lips around hers, kissing her as I carry her up the front steps and in the house. I let her go because I’m not trying to piss off her father.

“We’re almost done cooking. I have to set the table,” she says, turning around and sauntering away. Then I see how fucking sexy the cut looks. Thoughts of her wearing just that as I take her from behind run through my mind. Property of Boomer for sure.

“I’m going to wash up,” I tell her.

“Okay,” she calls out, walking into the kitchen. I run upstairs and clean up. I worked hands-on with a lot of explosives today. What I need to do is get a hold of my firecracker. I want to set her off over and over again. Damn, I have to get her parents out of my house. We leave tomorrow for Vegas. We haven’t publicized it to keep them from attacking the house.

My guys will still be doing rotations and monitoring it though. I barely get down to the kitchen when my phone rings. “What’s up, Blade?”

“We have a lovely little present for you at the clubhouse. In fact, there’s two of them. They were planning to surprise you first. Gabe spotted them in town and called us. Do you want us to get started or should we celebrate as one?”

“As one. I’ll be there in forty-five minutes. I’m about to sit down for dinner. Chill out and we’ll have another session soon.”

“Works for me. You know, letting it breathe makes it better,” he adds, chuckling on the other end. I finish the call, then turn to see my girl with her hands on her hips.

“So, you need to go with the guys? They want you to play pool?” she asks, her eyes smiling at me. That’s not what I was expecting from her.

“That’s exactly what I need to do, but I want dinner with my family first,” I answer, pulling her into my arms.

“Good, kiss me before my dad walks in.” I do just that but then there’s a cough.

“Oh hi, Daddy. You know Garrett’s going to the clubhouse after dinner to knock some balls around. You want to go with?” she asks with a smirk. My woman is just too much. I need to marry her right away.

He looks right at me and knows what she’s referring to. “When I was a young guy, I used to play a lot.”

“Great. So, let’s eat. I didn’t spend all this time watching mom cook for it to get cold.” I shake my head and follow her in.

We all sit down in the kitchen because I don’t have a table. “You know, Garrett dear, you need to get a dining room set. You have this massive home and we’re all huddled in the kitchen.”

“Yes, ma’am. I’m waiting for Crystal to pick one out. I want her to decorate as she pleases,” I remark, then lift Crystal’s hand to my lips and kiss it. Her mom and sister gush over it.

“He’s full of it. He just never had time to decorate so he’s leaving it to me.”

“It’s better than him hiring some greedy interior broad who’ll try to take your place,” Sophia tells her.

“No one could. I made a spot in my life for her. I hadn’t thought about finding anyone before then. She’s given me hope for a future that I didn’t even know I wanted.”

“Boomer, can you stop? I’m trying to eat,” her father says.

“Dan, you can be a real ass. At least the guy loves her. You know, he could be a total douche and she’d still worship his every move. I personally think it’s sweet.”

“Woman, you’ll get it when I return.”

“Promises, promises.”

“Yes, sugar. I’m going to show you,” he says. And like that both Crystal and her mom are now blushing terribly.

“I don’t know which of you is worse,” Sophia grumbles.

“That cute doctor is going to change your tune.” Sophia blushes and like a fucking chick, I want to text the fool and let him know.

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“You touched my daughter,” Dan says, not asking. He decks Corey in the face. Then turns to Corey’s father and says, “You came after me and my family.” He drops his knee on the guys nuts, squishing them to the chair. The older druggie screams out like a little pussy. “You are a little bitch.”

Blade comes around, twirling a four-inch finger blade. His knife work is second to none. He even has his own bladesmithing forge. He goes to work, nicking the father. Corey’s mine though. He tried to take what belonged to me.

“Corey, we have a serious problem. Well, it’s more like you do, but not for long.” I punch him in the ribs and hearing the sound of his bones cracking thrills me to no fucking end. I do it again to the other side. He howls in pain, leaning over in the chair. I wrench him back with my hands in his fucking hair. I have a gun aimed to the side of his head. “You’re a dead fucker. Do you have anything to say?”

“You’ll be joining me very soon,” he wheezes out.

“Don’t count on it,” I say, pulling the trigger. Racking up bodies isn’t my intention. After leaving the military, I thought my killing days were behind me. I should feel something akin to fear, but there’s nothing except relief. My woman and every other one is safe from this motherfucker. I walk over to the other side of the room. I lift his father’s head, and it seems he bled out. Oh motherfucking well.

“We’ll clean up,” Blade says.

I nod then turn to Crystal’s dad. “Dan, fancy a game of pool?” I ask

“Why yes, I do.” We wash up first then roll into the main room. The next few hours are spent getting to know my apparently bad ass father-in-law. He served in the Marines for ten years before meeting his wife. 

The guys come back and tell me everything is taken care of. I nod, then Dan and I finish our game before heading to the house. Tomorrow we fly out. We’re getting married Saturday morning at a chapel. It’s great to have so many people on top of it. Morgan, Sophia, and her mom, all helped Crystal put the wedding together. All I had to do is pack a suit and clothes for the night. We have the fight around eight, assuming the others go well. Both brothers are fighting for titles and are undefeated. They’re in different classes to prevent a match between them. They won’t fight each other, not even for a huge profit. I can’t wait to meet them. This should be fun. Two fucking big motherfuckers with short tempers. I’m not the kind to tolerate any shit, but since they’re Crystal’s brothers, I might have to back down. Nah, fuck that. She’s mine and they better get fucking used to it.