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"Back To Black Bayou"
Janis Boisclair
jboisclair@rogers.com
Chapter One
The air was hot and humid not a stir of a breeze as Gage lay half over Syd's unconscious body protecting her half hiding her from view in the long grass along the shoreline. Not daring to move he could hear both man and hound in the not so far distance the swampy bayou waters the only thing really separating them.
"Ya sees them any where?" a voice shouted Gage held his breath.
"Shut up and keep looking," came a shout back still Gage remained silent not daring to move the dogs baying and barking in their pursuit of them.
After what seemed like an eternity the sounds began to fade the quiet noises of the bayou creeping in around them. Even though they had just splashed across the murky swamp water Gage could still feel beads of perspiration on the back of his neck and brow.
Pushing himself up slightly he looked down at Syd gently pushing strands of her black hair from her face where the dirty water had plastered them. He hadn't liked when she had on the spur of the moment decided to whack off all her long black hair but she had been right it suited her.
"Syd Honey," he softly spoke to her his fingers gently moving on her cheek. She had been holding her own against two of them until a third had grabbed up a piece of lumber to use as a club smashing it against the back of her head. Gage had seen her go down just as he hit his last opponent with a spin kick sending him reeling into a wall to fall to the floor. Without a moments hesitation he had driven his foot into the thug who had hit Sydney to send him falling hard to the floor. One of the other two was all ready making his escape to call for help as Gage took out the second. With not a moment to loose Gage had scooped Syd up in his arms and lit out the back with her.
"Umm," a quiet mumble passed Syd's lips a pained look coming across the features of her face, her eyes trying hard to flutter open.
"Shh. Take it slow Honey your head isn't quite as hard as mine is," he told her still looking down into her face his concern very evident.
"Umm Gage," again she attempted to speak. "What happened?"
"You were holding your own until you got slammed from behind with that two by four," he answered her helping her to get her bearings and sit up.
"Umm," another moan escaped her, her hand going to the back of her head suddenly remembering what had brought them out here to begin with. "Gage the Claytons!" she exclaimed a new panic taking over.
"Relax we gave them the slip for now. Let me have a look at that," Gage ordered Syd leaning forward with no argument. "Looks like the bleeding has mostly stopped but you do have a nice big goose egg on the back of your head," he observed. "Probably a concussion as well. We got to get you to a doctor."
"I'd settle for just being out of here," she answered leaning against him.
"Yeah well that is going to take a little time since for now it looks like we are going to have to walk out of here," Gage retorted letting his eyes take in the immediate area. "Think you're up to it Shorty?"
"If it is the only way to get you back to Dallas and our wedding I'll crawl," she replied trying to get to her feet once more falling against him.
"Slow down Syd you have me hogtied I'm not going anywhere," he teased holding her against him.
"It isn't going to make any difference if Ferris Clayton catches up with us," she mumbled back her head throbbing.
"You're right," Gage agreed this time helping her to her feet. "But you try and take it slow."
"Gage we'll do what we have to do," she stubbornly answered. "Which way?"
Standing silent for a moment Gage looked around the dense forest his sense of direction completely mixed up finally saying, "I guess we follow the path."
"Which direction?" she dully asked still not sure of her footing.
"That way," Gage pointed with more confidence then he actually had.
Suddenly the barking of the old coon hounds could be heard again Gage repeating, "It's definitely this way," steering them away from the noise.
Three Days Prior.
"You two all set?" Trivette questioned the partners Walker looking on from his desk.
"As ready as we'll ever be," Gage had answered for both of them.
"This is going to be a piece of cake," Trivette continued to rattle on.
"If its so easy why aren't you going?" Syd quizzed the seasoned ranger.
"Are you kidding me," Trivette retorted. "Last time I was down there was with Big Dog and Walker. said they were taking me fishing. a week of relaxation," he mumbled away.
"So what happened?" Gage asked just as Syd's phone rang.
"You just don't want to know," he nattered as both Syd and Gage let smiles come over their faces.
"Ranger Cooke," she answered picking up her ringing phone. "I know Daddy," were the next words she spoke turning her back to the rest of the group.
"All kidding aside Gage," Walker was speaking but Gage was hardly hearing his eyes were on his partner wondering what her father was insisting on now for their wedding nuptials.
"You hearing me Gage?" Walker was questioning him. "Ferris Clayton is no man to be second guessed. You and Sydney get in and do your job then get out."
"Right Walker," Gage acknowledged turning back to his boss.
Walker had wrestled this case over in his mind a dozen different ways only to draw the same conclusion that there was no other way then to send the two young rangers in. He and Trivette had, had a run in with Ferris Clayton and his boys before quite by accident. They had taken a week to go bass fishing and had quite innocently came across one of their drug manufacturing plants. In the end they had put Clayton and his boys away. but now the man was out and back in business. When the rangers had been asked for their help on the situation there was nothing that Walker could do but help.
A young notorious couple TJ Thomas and his mistress Maria LoBanda had recently been apprehended for distribution of various illegal drugs the most prominent one being Black Bayou White. It had come to light that the couple was about to take a trip down to the Bayou to meet with the manufacturer one Kyle Clayton.
That is how things had come about, that is why he was sending Sydney and Gage to Black Bayou.
"Just do the job and get out," Walker stressed once again.
"Yes Walker do the job and get out," Gage repeated turning his full attention back to his boss now that his fiancée had hung up the phone.
First Walker glanced at Syd and then looked hard at Gage. " What?" the young ranger questioned feeling his face begin to heat up as he read what Walker was thinking.
Shaking his head slightly Walker added, "Keep in close contact with either Trivette or me."
"You got it," Gage assured him again. "Ready to go there Syd?" he questioned his partner.
"All set," she chirped trying to push the conversation she had just had with her father to the back of her mind. For the most part she was able to do that it was only her partner that could see the man had succeeded in once again upsetting her.
"Then have a good trip," Walker told them Trivette agreeing watching the young couple exit the office.
"Not worried are you?" Trivette asked his partner having seen that look before.
"Just a feeling Trivette, just a feeling," Walker replied not elaborating any further.
Trivette remained silent still staring at the door the young rangers had disappeared out of knowing that his partner was seldom wrong about anything. The nagging worry Walker was feeling creeping in on him now as well.
Outside Ranger Headquarters
Gage had refrained until they had exited the building before asking Sydney anything about the phone conversation she had just had with her father. "Okay Syd what now?" he questioned her.
"Nothing," she sighed knowing he was referring to her father's on going interference in their lives.
"Then what is making you so unhappy then?" he candidly asked her.
Stopping in her tracks she turned to face him. "He thinks I should pass on this assignment and stay home to work out the last minute details for the wedding," she answered through gritted teeth. "He has this feeling that something bad is going to happen," she continued Gage noting the sarcasm in her voice.
"I take it you don't share his feelings?" Gage smiled at her frustration with the man.
Rolling her eyes she let them fix on Gage's face. "This is Joseph Cooke we are speaking about," she stated catching her partner's grin.
"I know but Syd that uncanny intuition of yours had to come from some where?" Gage teased.
Laughing herself she told him, "Yes but I'm usually right and I have no bad feelings about this assignment."
"Well Ranger Cooke that is good enough for me," Gage laughed too slinging one arm over her shoulder to pull he close.
"Good," Syd quipped letting him lead her to their car burying her true feelings about the case. Like her father she had an uneasy feeling about things since Walker had told them about the assignment. Now with her father reinforcing those feelings.
"Syd are you listening to me at all?" Gage was asking bringing her mind back to the present. "Of course I was," she answered knowing Gage would be wondering what they were going to have for dinner. "It's just my mind wasn't on food." "You're not hungry?" Gage asked in disbelief.
"I didn't say that," Syd returned a wide smile on her face. "I just said food wasn't on my mind," she repeated skipping ahead of him to the car.
Standing a minute watching her a smile crossed his lips too before he called out to her, "Wait up Shorty," hurrying to catch up to her.
Ferris Clayton's Home On Black Bayou
"Did you find her yet?" old Ferris Clayton demanded of his son Kyle.
"No Pa not yet but she'll surface sooner or later?" Kyle sullenly answered. In the ten years that he and his father had been incarcerated Kyle Clayton had still not been able to overcome the power the fierce old man had over him.
"No excuses Kyle I want Marie and that boy of hers found they are going to pay and pay dearly for bringing the law down on us," Clayton's eyes bore through his son as he spoke.
"Pa why can't we let it go?" Kyle began to question only to be stopped as Ferris slammed his fist down on the table.
"They will pay for the ten years that they robbed from me," Ferris thundered out. "And don't you forget that boy."
Kyle paused staring at his father recognizing the black hate that had come over the man's face, knowing the old man wouldn't rest until he had his pound of flesh. Instead of fighting a loosing battle he simply nodded his agreement adding, "Small got word that she and Charlie moved on to Baton Rouge, he and Billie are going down to check it out."
This is some small way seemed to appease the man and once again he leaned back in his chair. "Good," he murmured his eyes wandering to Kyle's face. "You make sure and tell them I want them brought back here I want to be the one to make that lying whore suffer for what she did."
Again Kyle stared at the man who was his father knowing it was better to do his bidding then to go against him. "It's taken care of Pa," he meekly told him.
"You make sure it is Kyle," the old codger replied, "You just make sure you do."
Turning Kyle left his father sitting there his mind all ready going to the business at hand. He had more important things to contend with. If he could close this deal with TJ Thomas then he'd have lots of time to work on the problem of Marie and Charlie. Maybe once the money started coming in on this deal his father might forget about her and the boy. He knew that was wishful thinking his father wouldn't rest until he had buried the two of them.
That Evening At Sydney And Gages' Townhouse
In spite of the light hearted teasing the partners had shared on the ride home there still seemed to be a noticeable tension between them. As the door to the townhouse closed Gage easily pinned Syd between him and the wall his lips searching out hers.
"Now what were you saying about a hunger?" he asked his lips teasing her neck.
"Francis I have a lot of things to get done before I can even think about feeding my hunger," she smiled her arms going round his neck as she spoke.
"Things like what Syd?" he asked his hands cupping her behind to easily lift her slight body from the floor. He could feel her legs going around him even with her protests.
"I've got laundry to do. suitcases to pack. you to feed," she told him between kisses. "You don't want to miss our flight tonight do you?" she got out before his lips met hers muffling her voice to a quiet sigh and moan.
"I'll help you with the chores," he softly crooned making his way with her towards the living room couch.
"I've heard that before Gage," she again protested letting him kiss her before breaking away to add, "Then you lay there snoring while I do the chores."
"Syd you cut me to the quick," Gage laughed falling to the couch with her his hands roaming up her sides.
"Gage how do I let you get away with this," she gasped his hand reaching her breast sending a tremor through her body.
"Don't know Syd maybe you like me a little," he retorted. "Or maybe it's just that I have this supremacy over you that renders you helpless against my advances."
"What?" Syd cried out turning the tables on him to flip him on his back with her body straddling his. With both hands around his wrists she pinned them to the couch her knees digging into his sides. "You were saying Gage?" she questioned leaning in low to bring her lips next to his ear.
"I do like it when you try and take control Honey," he teased again a smirk crossing his face.
"That so?" she quipped back her teeth sinking into his neck.
"Okay, okay I'm sorry," he pleaded feeling her tongue wash over where she had been nibbling and her hold ease up on his arms.
Pulling out of her grasp he put his arms round her pulling her down on him his hand playing through her hair. He felt her relax against him, felt her head rest quietly against him. "You okay?" he whispered cradling her to him.
"Gage Walker tell you anything about this Clayton bunch that he didn't tell me?"
"We were both there for the briefing Syd, we've both read the reports you know as much about them as I do," Gage answered her truthfully.
Sydney remained silent for a few moments letting his words play over again in her mind before speaking. "I hate to admit it Gage and as much as I don't want to believe it I just can't shake the feeling that my Dad is right," she finally confessed.
"How so?"
"I don't know it's just something that gives me a chill when ever I get a mental image of the man's face in my mind. Something about those cruel eyes behind those glasses." she let her words trail off.
Lifting her from him so he could see her face he smiled trying to alleviate her worry. "Then we will have to be extra careful. We are dealing with Kyle Clayton maybe the old man has retired," Gage tried to sound positive.
"Retired? Have you ever known a kingpin to retire? The only way to rid yourself of one is by having them die," Syd reiterated.
"This is really bothering you isn't it?" Gage asked still looking into her eyes.
"No. I. no I'm all right with it. We can do this I know we can," she replied.
"But?" Gage wasn't letting up.
"No buts," she answered catching the look on his face. "I'm just letting my father get the best of me as usual," she sighed.
Pulling her back down against him Gage waited for her to tell him the rest of what was troubling her. A few minutes later the words began to tumble out. "The case bothered me a little at first just something about it I can't put my finger on, but I've been here before with other cases. Those other cases have always worked themselves out and I was sure this one would too."
"Now you're not so sure?"
Sighing deeply Syd continued, "I was up until the phone call from my father." She paused a moment in thought before her hand suddenly shot to the crotch of his pants. Rubbing roughly over him she seductively whispered, "We'll help take the Claytons down Gage and be back in Dallas before we know it."
"Umm Syd," the words sounded more like a moan.
"Now just what was it you were going to do to feed my hunger?" she teased watching his face twist into a grimace of pleasure.
"I was going to." the words escaped him Syd all ready had the fly of his pants open her hand reaching for his hard organ.
"And who is welding that supreme power?" she quizzed watching his face as her hand grasped him to pull hard on him.
"Syd," he mumbled out making a feeble attempt to reach for her the same time as she swooped down on him her mouth engulfing him, drawing firmly on his manhood. "I want," he gasped out between desperate moans of pleasure his hand clenching her arm until she drained him.
"God woman I don't know another soul alive that could ever take me where you do," Gage cried reaching for her to pull her down on top of him.
"It's only because I love you so much Francis," Syd murmured her hand moving to his face to caress his cheek.
Taking hold of her hand Gage brought it to his lips before turning to roll on top of her. "I think it's my turn to have a little bit of you," he whispered his hand holding her face as he leaned in to kiss her.
He could feel her tremble slightly beneath him another wave of satisfaction going through him knowing he had caused the shiver within her. "I can never get enough of you Shorty," he whispered his lips against her temple his hand moving down her body in a caress.
"Gage," she murmured just as the phone rang.
"Let the machine get it," Gage groaned fearing she was about to reach for it.
"I was going to," she smiled listening to Gage's recorded voice deliver the message.
"Sydney are you there?" a panic stricken voice had come on the line. "It's me Marie LaBrowd they're after me I need your help."
Before anything else could be said the sound of a struggle started the caller crying out, "Help. no get out. get out. run Charlie," the line going dead.
"Back To Black Bayou"
Janis Boisclair
jboisclair@rogers.com
Chapter One
The air was hot and humid not a stir of a breeze as Gage lay half over Syd's unconscious body protecting her half hiding her from view in the long grass along the shoreline. Not daring to move he could hear both man and hound in the not so far distance the swampy bayou waters the only thing really separating them.
"Ya sees them any where?" a voice shouted Gage held his breath.
"Shut up and keep looking," came a shout back still Gage remained silent not daring to move the dogs baying and barking in their pursuit of them.
After what seemed like an eternity the sounds began to fade the quiet noises of the bayou creeping in around them. Even though they had just splashed across the murky swamp water Gage could still feel beads of perspiration on the back of his neck and brow.
Pushing himself up slightly he looked down at Syd gently pushing strands of her black hair from her face where the dirty water had plastered them. He hadn't liked when she had on the spur of the moment decided to whack off all her long black hair but she had been right it suited her.
"Syd Honey," he softly spoke to her his fingers gently moving on her cheek. She had been holding her own against two of them until a third had grabbed up a piece of lumber to use as a club smashing it against the back of her head. Gage had seen her go down just as he hit his last opponent with a spin kick sending him reeling into a wall to fall to the floor. Without a moments hesitation he had driven his foot into the thug who had hit Sydney to send him falling hard to the floor. One of the other two was all ready making his escape to call for help as Gage took out the second. With not a moment to loose Gage had scooped Syd up in his arms and lit out the back with her.
"Umm," a quiet mumble passed Syd's lips a pained look coming across the features of her face, her eyes trying hard to flutter open.
"Shh. Take it slow Honey your head isn't quite as hard as mine is," he told her still looking down into her face his concern very evident.
"Umm Gage," again she attempted to speak. "What happened?"
"You were holding your own until you got slammed from behind with that two by four," he answered her helping her to get her bearings and sit up.
"Umm," another moan escaped her, her hand going to the back of her head suddenly remembering what had brought them out here to begin with. "Gage the Claytons!" she exclaimed a new panic taking over.
"Relax we gave them the slip for now. Let me have a look at that," Gage ordered Syd leaning forward with no argument. "Looks like the bleeding has mostly stopped but you do have a nice big goose egg on the back of your head," he observed. "Probably a concussion as well. We got to get you to a doctor."
"I'd settle for just being out of here," she answered leaning against him.
"Yeah well that is going to take a little time since for now it looks like we are going to have to walk out of here," Gage retorted letting his eyes take in the immediate area. "Think you're up to it Shorty?"
"If it is the only way to get you back to Dallas and our wedding I'll crawl," she replied trying to get to her feet once more falling against him.
"Slow down Syd you have me hogtied I'm not going anywhere," he teased holding her against him.
"It isn't going to make any difference if Ferris Clayton catches up with us," she mumbled back her head throbbing.
"You're right," Gage agreed this time helping her to her feet. "But you try and take it slow."
"Gage we'll do what we have to do," she stubbornly answered. "Which way?"
Standing silent for a moment Gage looked around the dense forest his sense of direction completely mixed up finally saying, "I guess we follow the path."
"Which direction?" she dully asked still not sure of her footing.
"That way," Gage pointed with more confidence then he actually had.
Suddenly the barking of the old coon hounds could be heard again Gage repeating, "It's definitely this way," steering them away from the noise.
Three Days Prior.
"You two all set?" Trivette questioned the partners Walker looking on from his desk.
"As ready as we'll ever be," Gage had answered for both of them.
"This is going to be a piece of cake," Trivette continued to rattle on.
"If its so easy why aren't you going?" Syd quizzed the seasoned ranger.
"Are you kidding me," Trivette retorted. "Last time I was down there was with Big Dog and Walker. said they were taking me fishing. a week of relaxation," he mumbled away.
"So what happened?" Gage asked just as Syd's phone rang.
"You just don't want to know," he nattered as both Syd and Gage let smiles come over their faces.
"Ranger Cooke," she answered picking up her ringing phone. "I know Daddy," were the next words she spoke turning her back to the rest of the group.
"All kidding aside Gage," Walker was speaking but Gage was hardly hearing his eyes were on his partner wondering what her father was insisting on now for their wedding nuptials.
"You hearing me Gage?" Walker was questioning him. "Ferris Clayton is no man to be second guessed. You and Sydney get in and do your job then get out."
"Right Walker," Gage acknowledged turning back to his boss.
Walker had wrestled this case over in his mind a dozen different ways only to draw the same conclusion that there was no other way then to send the two young rangers in. He and Trivette had, had a run in with Ferris Clayton and his boys before quite by accident. They had taken a week to go bass fishing and had quite innocently came across one of their drug manufacturing plants. In the end they had put Clayton and his boys away. but now the man was out and back in business. When the rangers had been asked for their help on the situation there was nothing that Walker could do but help.
A young notorious couple TJ Thomas and his mistress Maria LoBanda had recently been apprehended for distribution of various illegal drugs the most prominent one being Black Bayou White. It had come to light that the couple was about to take a trip down to the Bayou to meet with the manufacturer one Kyle Clayton.
That is how things had come about, that is why he was sending Sydney and Gage to Black Bayou.
"Just do the job and get out," Walker stressed once again.
"Yes Walker do the job and get out," Gage repeated turning his full attention back to his boss now that his fiancée had hung up the phone.
First Walker glanced at Syd and then looked hard at Gage. " What?" the young ranger questioned feeling his face begin to heat up as he read what Walker was thinking.
Shaking his head slightly Walker added, "Keep in close contact with either Trivette or me."
"You got it," Gage assured him again. "Ready to go there Syd?" he questioned his partner.
"All set," she chirped trying to push the conversation she had just had with her father to the back of her mind. For the most part she was able to do that it was only her partner that could see the man had succeeded in once again upsetting her.
"Then have a good trip," Walker told them Trivette agreeing watching the young couple exit the office.
"Not worried are you?" Trivette asked his partner having seen that look before.
"Just a feeling Trivette, just a feeling," Walker replied not elaborating any further.
Trivette remained silent still staring at the door the young rangers had disappeared out of knowing that his partner was seldom wrong about anything. The nagging worry Walker was feeling creeping in on him now as well.
Outside Ranger Headquarters
Gage had refrained until they had exited the building before asking Sydney anything about the phone conversation she had just had with her father. "Okay Syd what now?" he questioned her.
"Nothing," she sighed knowing he was referring to her father's on going interference in their lives.
"Then what is making you so unhappy then?" he candidly asked her.
Stopping in her tracks she turned to face him. "He thinks I should pass on this assignment and stay home to work out the last minute details for the wedding," she answered through gritted teeth. "He has this feeling that something bad is going to happen," she continued Gage noting the sarcasm in her voice.
"I take it you don't share his feelings?" Gage smiled at her frustration with the man.
Rolling her eyes she let them fix on Gage's face. "This is Joseph Cooke we are speaking about," she stated catching her partner's grin.
"I know but Syd that uncanny intuition of yours had to come from some where?" Gage teased.
Laughing herself she told him, "Yes but I'm usually right and I have no bad feelings about this assignment."
"Well Ranger Cooke that is good enough for me," Gage laughed too slinging one arm over her shoulder to pull he close.
"Good," Syd quipped letting him lead her to their car burying her true feelings about the case. Like her father she had an uneasy feeling about things since Walker had told them about the assignment. Now with her father reinforcing those feelings.
"Syd are you listening to me at all?" Gage was asking bringing her mind back to the present. "Of course I was," she answered knowing Gage would be wondering what they were going to have for dinner. "It's just my mind wasn't on food." "You're not hungry?" Gage asked in disbelief.
"I didn't say that," Syd returned a wide smile on her face. "I just said food wasn't on my mind," she repeated skipping ahead of him to the car.
Standing a minute watching her a smile crossed his lips too before he called out to her, "Wait up Shorty," hurrying to catch up to her.
Ferris Clayton's Home On Black Bayou
"Did you find her yet?" old Ferris Clayton demanded of his son Kyle.
"No Pa not yet but she'll surface sooner or later?" Kyle sullenly answered. In the ten years that he and his father had been incarcerated Kyle Clayton had still not been able to overcome the power the fierce old man had over him.
"No excuses Kyle I want Marie and that boy of hers found they are going to pay and pay dearly for bringing the law down on us," Clayton's eyes bore through his son as he spoke.
"Pa why can't we let it go?" Kyle began to question only to be stopped as Ferris slammed his fist down on the table.
"They will pay for the ten years that they robbed from me," Ferris thundered out. "And don't you forget that boy."
Kyle paused staring at his father recognizing the black hate that had come over the man's face, knowing the old man wouldn't rest until he had his pound of flesh. Instead of fighting a loosing battle he simply nodded his agreement adding, "Small got word that she and Charlie moved on to Baton Rouge, he and Billie are going down to check it out."
This is some small way seemed to appease the man and once again he leaned back in his chair. "Good," he murmured his eyes wandering to Kyle's face. "You make sure and tell them I want them brought back here I want to be the one to make that lying whore suffer for what she did."
Again Kyle stared at the man who was his father knowing it was better to do his bidding then to go against him. "It's taken care of Pa," he meekly told him.
"You make sure it is Kyle," the old codger replied, "You just make sure you do."
Turning Kyle left his father sitting there his mind all ready going to the business at hand. He had more important things to contend with. If he could close this deal with TJ Thomas then he'd have lots of time to work on the problem of Marie and Charlie. Maybe once the money started coming in on this deal his father might forget about her and the boy. He knew that was wishful thinking his father wouldn't rest until he had buried the two of them.
That Evening At Sydney And Gages' Townhouse
In spite of the light hearted teasing the partners had shared on the ride home there still seemed to be a noticeable tension between them. As the door to the townhouse closed Gage easily pinned Syd between him and the wall his lips searching out hers.
"Now what were you saying about a hunger?" he asked his lips teasing her neck.
"Francis I have a lot of things to get done before I can even think about feeding my hunger," she smiled her arms going round his neck as she spoke.
"Things like what Syd?" he asked his hands cupping her behind to easily lift her slight body from the floor. He could feel her legs going around him even with her protests.
"I've got laundry to do. suitcases to pack. you to feed," she told him between kisses. "You don't want to miss our flight tonight do you?" she got out before his lips met hers muffling her voice to a quiet sigh and moan.
"I'll help you with the chores," he softly crooned making his way with her towards the living room couch.
"I've heard that before Gage," she again protested letting him kiss her before breaking away to add, "Then you lay there snoring while I do the chores."
"Syd you cut me to the quick," Gage laughed falling to the couch with her his hands roaming up her sides.
"Gage how do I let you get away with this," she gasped his hand reaching her breast sending a tremor through her body.
"Don't know Syd maybe you like me a little," he retorted. "Or maybe it's just that I have this supremacy over you that renders you helpless against my advances."
"What?" Syd cried out turning the tables on him to flip him on his back with her body straddling his. With both hands around his wrists she pinned them to the couch her knees digging into his sides. "You were saying Gage?" she questioned leaning in low to bring her lips next to his ear.
"I do like it when you try and take control Honey," he teased again a smirk crossing his face.
"That so?" she quipped back her teeth sinking into his neck.
"Okay, okay I'm sorry," he pleaded feeling her tongue wash over where she had been nibbling and her hold ease up on his arms.
Pulling out of her grasp he put his arms round her pulling her down on him his hand playing through her hair. He felt her relax against him, felt her head rest quietly against him. "You okay?" he whispered cradling her to him.
"Gage Walker tell you anything about this Clayton bunch that he didn't tell me?"
"We were both there for the briefing Syd, we've both read the reports you know as much about them as I do," Gage answered her truthfully.
Sydney remained silent for a few moments letting his words play over again in her mind before speaking. "I hate to admit it Gage and as much as I don't want to believe it I just can't shake the feeling that my Dad is right," she finally confessed.
"How so?"
"I don't know it's just something that gives me a chill when ever I get a mental image of the man's face in my mind. Something about those cruel eyes behind those glasses." she let her words trail off.
Lifting her from him so he could see her face he smiled trying to alleviate her worry. "Then we will have to be extra careful. We are dealing with Kyle Clayton maybe the old man has retired," Gage tried to sound positive.
"Retired? Have you ever known a kingpin to retire? The only way to rid yourself of one is by having them die," Syd reiterated.
"This is really bothering you isn't it?" Gage asked still looking into her eyes.
"No. I. no I'm all right with it. We can do this I know we can," she replied.
"But?" Gage wasn't letting up.
"No buts," she answered catching the look on his face. "I'm just letting my father get the best of me as usual," she sighed.
Pulling her back down against him Gage waited for her to tell him the rest of what was troubling her. A few minutes later the words began to tumble out. "The case bothered me a little at first just something about it I can't put my finger on, but I've been here before with other cases. Those other cases have always worked themselves out and I was sure this one would too."
"Now you're not so sure?"
Sighing deeply Syd continued, "I was up until the phone call from my father." She paused a moment in thought before her hand suddenly shot to the crotch of his pants. Rubbing roughly over him she seductively whispered, "We'll help take the Claytons down Gage and be back in Dallas before we know it."
"Umm Syd," the words sounded more like a moan.
"Now just what was it you were going to do to feed my hunger?" she teased watching his face twist into a grimace of pleasure.
"I was going to." the words escaped him Syd all ready had the fly of his pants open her hand reaching for his hard organ.
"And who is welding that supreme power?" she quizzed watching his face as her hand grasped him to pull hard on him.
"Syd," he mumbled out making a feeble attempt to reach for her the same time as she swooped down on him her mouth engulfing him, drawing firmly on his manhood. "I want," he gasped out between desperate moans of pleasure his hand clenching her arm until she drained him.
"God woman I don't know another soul alive that could ever take me where you do," Gage cried reaching for her to pull her down on top of him.
"It's only because I love you so much Francis," Syd murmured her hand moving to his face to caress his cheek.
Taking hold of her hand Gage brought it to his lips before turning to roll on top of her. "I think it's my turn to have a little bit of you," he whispered his hand holding her face as he leaned in to kiss her.
He could feel her tremble slightly beneath him another wave of satisfaction going through him knowing he had caused the shiver within her. "I can never get enough of you Shorty," he whispered his lips against her temple his hand moving down her body in a caress.
"Gage," she murmured just as the phone rang.
"Let the machine get it," Gage groaned fearing she was about to reach for it.
"I was going to," she smiled listening to Gage's recorded voice deliver the message.
"Sydney are you there?" a panic stricken voice had come on the line. "It's me Marie LaBrowd they're after me I need your help."
Before anything else could be said the sound of a struggle started the caller crying out, "Help. no get out. get out. run Charlie," the line going dead.