A Family Matter 15
Bo
"You gonna tell me what you're thinking so hard about, love?" I can hear the smirk in her voice and try not to look back at her. She insisted on cooking for me, but I'm still trying to help where I can. Which means, I'm siting at the bar top grating cheese for her chicken parmesan.
After our nap on the couch, we stayed in most of the day, only venturing out to get the mail and make sure our house didn't get egged the night prior. My mind is still going around in circles thinking about Kenzi and how weird she was acting. I called her twice after only receiving text messages in return saying she was too tired to talk.
Lauren senses something up too, even though she is trying not to worry me. She has sent Tamsin a few texts asking to keep her ears on just in case anything has happened but the taller blonde said nothing was out of the normal. I just have a bad feeling.
"Bo?" She has mitts on both her hands as she tries to feel me up. Her laughter is enough to make my worries melt away. "Baby, come on, let's get this cheese on the chicken and let's see if I can't help you relax." She purrs in my ear, helping me to stand.
Twirling in her arms, she holds me close and sways to the music that I didn't know was playing throughout the house. She still has her stove mittens on when she finds my hips, giving them a squeeze. That's only one of the things that had me falling hard for her; her playful side always had me feeling lighter.
"You have been teasing me all damn day!" I laugh and push against her chest halfheartedly. "And nooooo. No morning sex, no couch sex! You wouldn't even let me masturbate in the bathroom!" Of course, Lauren laughs and silences my rant with a sloppy kiss.
She hums against my lips and smiles widely. "Maybe, I'm not teasing but warming you up for tonight?" my eyes follow the trail of her tongue sweeping over her bottom lips before gliding across her teeth. "But first, we need to eat." I huff as she grabs the plate of cheese, with me following behind her.
"What's tonight?" I ask finally register what she says and grab a few drinks for us. I grab a few cans of soda knowing Lauren is laying off alcohol for a while thanks to the Halloween party.
I've never regretted past decisions, even though many I wish to think of again, but one would be not introducing toys into the bedroom sooner. Lauren was an animal, the image of her riding me, bringing us both to orgasm over and over replays in my mind too often. Her blonde hair sprawled across the blanket as I thrust wildly into her, I never thought sex could be so thrilling. Lauren let me take control and made love/fucked me like no other lover could ever compare. And if that's what Lauren has in store for tonight, I'm all for it.
"Lauren!" Knock Knock "Lauuuren!"
Tamsin's voice is heard and both of us jump and the unexpected noise. "What the hell?"
Lauren rushes to the door, a wooden baseball bat leaning right by the door. I don't like how stressed Tamsin's voice is so I pick up the bat behind my fiancée as she opens the door. I don't even blink as I swing at the large man rushing in behind Tamsin.
CRACK!
"Fuck!" The man collapses to the ground, clutching is arm. I wind up to swing again, but Tamsin grips the bat.
"What the hell Tamsin! He was trying to follow you in!" Lauren steps in between me and her friend with a hard glare.
"Sorry guys! I was just pissed, but he's not a bad guy…not really." Tamsin shrugs and Lauren finally tears her eyes off of her friend to look at the man groaning. "This is a Teddy. He's here to help."
"Help with what?" I lower the bat but keep it clutched in my hands, scooting closer to my love. I can tell Lauren is so confused and breathing heavy.
The man rolls over and dusted the nonexistent dust off of his expensive pants. "You must be Isabeau." He stands and glares at the three of us before focusing back on me. "Your mother has old me so much about you."
Lauren
I just wanted a nice quiet dinner with Bo and then maybe have so more fun with her went we went to bed or preferably against a wall. That's literally all I wanted. I wanted to ignore Kenzi acting odder than usual and put my paranoia aside just so Bo and I can have some normalcy in our lives. But life doesn't care for what I want. Instead of a nice dinner, there's a man on the ground and Bo ready to strike him again.
"H-How do you know my mother?" Bo ask in a raspy voice. The man looks to Tamsin before shutting the door behind him quietly. I take him in as he walks towards the couch and slumps into it. The loud sigh has me worried and I'm still wary of the man making himself comfortable in my home, but I trust Tamsin and if she says he's fine, despite her screaming my name at the front door, then he's fine.
The timer for our dinner goes off and I rush to pull it out before it burns and take off my gloves before returning to Bo's side waiting for answers. "So, who are you again?" I ask trying not to snap at anyone, but my mood is going sour by the minute.
He rubs his face before sitting up straighter. "Theodore Tannous. It seems that all discreetness has been ignored, but I am your mother's WITSEC Marshal. My partner was Jack's Marshal as well and is at the morgue as we speak looking at the body."
"What body?" Bo's voice is so small as she reaches to clasp my hand in both of hers. I can already feel the cold shivers when he says Jack has been killed. I hold Bo close as all her strength leaves her body as Theodore describes in detail of his death and how Aife is the police's number one suspect.
"The evidence is circumstantial," Tamsin adds on. "It looks like some sort of setup and Aife's alibi checks out with Mrs. Lewis. I am officially off of the case but you know me." She shrugs her shoulders fixing her hair.
"I am sorry for your loss." He says sincerely to Bo. "The man was a piece of work but having a family, it's still always hard. Your little friend is with Aife now and-"
"Of course, Kenzi knows this." Bo says harshly and leaves the room in a hurry.
I want to follow her but knowing Bo and her temper, I let her cool off for a moment. I should of knew Kenzi already knew all of this though. "If not Aife, them who killed Jack?"
"That's what I am trying to figure out. I ruled out anything and everything related to their witness protection, so it just leaves a personal vendetta." He grabs a small notepad from his discarded jacket and flips a few pages. "The only person that seems to be in contact is Patrick and I can't seem to find him anywhere."
That's odd. Usually the two are stuck at him these days. Even when he and I were trying to work out or issues for Bo's sake, Jack was always a fixture dealing with him. Me being Bo's friend was fine as long as I was never romantically involved with her. It's a shame that he couldn't look past his old-fashioned ways to just be happy that his granddaughter has found happiness. That's a whole other can of worms but it seems Trick keeps making messes and digging himself deeper away from his family.
I will never regret falling in love with Bo. I would have been supportive if she was happy with Dyson. If he treated her well and they were better for each other. It would sting to see them together but I would try my hardest to be her friend. But that's not how it turned out and I still wish to this day that Bo's grandfather and my friend, would look past it all and focus on how amazing we are together. That he would stop hurting my Bo.
"Thank you for telling us, Mr. Tannous," I say as calmly as I can. "I think we should call it a night, though. I believe we can all use the rest."
He nods and stands, fixing his tie and puts on his jacket. He grabs a card of his and leaves it on the coffee table as he moves to the front door. "That's my personal cell, Miss Lewis. Call me I you need anything or hear anything." He frowns looking at Bo in the kitchen but smartly remains quiet, instead nodding to us both before shutting the door behind him.
"Give me a minute." I tell Tamsin. She likes to examine things more closely and needs a sounding board to do so. It's always been like that with us, but Bo needs me more right now.
"What do you need?" I ask Bo while she stares out the window in the kitchen. My voice is barely above a whisper and I attentively put my hands on her shoulders and drag them down her arms. This is about comfort and to show her that whatever she needs, I'm here for her. If she needs to push me away, I'll give her the space, or if she needs me to suffocate her with warm embraces, I can do it. But we both learned early on that shutting each other out is not an option.
I step back slightly at her unexpected turn around, but keep my arms in touch with her skin. I'm surprised to not see any tears in her eyes, only sorrow. "I think I just want to go to bed. We can deal with all of this tomorrow?"
"Absolutely. Come on, let's get you to bed. Then ill clean up and send Tams on her way. Sound good?" Bo nods and she sways a little, her emotions making her dizzy. Without a word, I swoop her up and carry her princess style to our room. Ever since the first time holding her like this, it just felt perfect. I could tell she enjoys it too, especially in the way I can feel her snuggle deeply into my neck. The extra workouts I do pay off for moments like this.
"One day Bo, all of this be just a bad memory." I tell Bo as I tuck her in. I comb my finger in the loose hair circling her face as I sit comfortably next to her. "Soon, it will be you and me and all of our family supporting us. No drama or fighting, just happiness and excitement. I promise you kids, a dog, celebrations and holidays that will always make you smile, Bo. I won't ever stop until we get our happily ever after."
Leaning down, I let my face fall into her chest, tears of frustration making my eyes sting. Sometimes I wonder if I have failed her. That none of this would have happened if I was around. She reminds me every day that it's just lingering insecurities. That I am loved by her and she isn't going anywhere. I guess we both have deep daddy issues.
"Baby, please don't cry." Bo pulls my head from her so she can look at my face. "There you are." She smiles and pulls me so I'm lying on top of her. "I know, that you Lauren Lewis, will be the best wife anybody could ever dream of. I love you and will never stop for as long as we both are breathing. Because you are amazing and so loving…we can do this, baby. I know we can."
I kiss her softly, her mouth opening as we consume each other slowly. "Thank you."
Another knock on the door has us both groaning. "If that is Kenzi, just tell her that whatever it is, it can wait until morning." Bo kisses me once more before releasing me from her tight snuggle. "See you in a bit. Love you, Lo."
"Love you too, Bo. I'll be quick, even if that means leaving the mess in the kitchen." I joke, but really, I might.
Before the door closes, I hear he mutter almost asleep, "And don't think I forgot what you promised me at dinner, you tease."
I laugh and shut the door before she can see the blush covering my cheeks. Yeah, she might have to wait another night for me to break out with the sexy times. Death kind of puts a damp on my libido. Bo is lucky enough to be ready at any given moment…or lucky me?
I come to a halt once I return to Tamsin, seeing as Trick is standing there right next to her. "I've come to say goodbye to my family." He says not looking at me, almost as if he is disgusted with me. "I'm leaving town and I don't think I'll be back."
"You killed him, didn't you?" Tamsin says softly before reaching for her cell phone, taking a step back as I take a closer one towards him. "I saw the photos, Trick. The glass embedded in his head was from a bottle of liquor and I have half the mind to think you got it from the bar. How could you frame Aife." She rambles on putting the phone to her ear, but stops talking with her eyes hard.
When Trick opens his thick coat, it was like all time stood still, realizing I am too close to him now. "I had to kill him. He was going after my family. But…it wasn't my daughter that should have to take the fall for it." He focuses on me as her drags his hand soothingly along the machete in his hand. "It takes too long to buy a gun, but knives…" Trick shakes his head with a grim smile. "I just want my family back that you took from me."
"Trick, I suggest you leave before the police show up. No one has to get hurt any further." I try to reason with him.
"I'm a cop, Trick. Think really hard about your next move, because I won't think twice about mine." Tamsin says but makes no attempt at a move, but her gun is clear at her side. I can see her fingers waiting for his wrong move.
"And I think, you should think about the child you are carrying." He counters with a raised eyebrow. "You're barely showing, but the bump is fairly noticeable, dear. Is she really worth it?"
I go through every scenario. Think of every option, but none are in my favor. One jab and Trick could hit me. My arm, leg, hand, torso. The blade is clean and sharp enough that one nick of it would be just enough to slow me down. Looking at my friend, her face is still cold towards him, but I see her mind at work. She too is going through the different options and I know that she is carrying her weapon, but even with her gun, the risks are extremely high.
"She is, Trick." Bo's voice is soft and I see her walking towards her.
I cry seeing her, not wanting her to get involved. "Please Bo, get out of here! I can't lose you, please just go." I plead, my body shivering from fear now.
"Don't you see Trick, Lauren would lay down her life for me. Protect me even if it meant losing herself." Bo says coming closer, but stops once Trick grips the machete with both hand and raising it like a baseball bat. "I love her and she loves me. Family, friends, happily married…that's all we want."
"You'll get over her…eventually." My eyes close waiting for the strike of his blade, arms flying to shield whatever I can at the last minute… only to fail.
AN: Cliffhanger! You guys are just going to have to trust me
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