Lyon
Chapter 88

When I brought them home we were overrun with company for the first week. I hardly got to hold my little girl because the women in my life were baby hogs and Elena was the worst, damn. She was here from the first thing in the morning till late at night.

She and her posse had pretty much taken over my damn house. Kat didn’t seem to mind but I was at the end of my rope. I actually had to steal my kid to get some time with her. She was a daddy’s girl through and through though I don’t care what the rest of them said.

Dad was another one, him Drake and Cy were almost as bad as the women. My poor kid got passed around more in her first month of life than a football.

I finally put my foot down. I had stayed home for the first three weeks but had to go back to the shop because of the amount of orders we’d been getting lately but I came up with a new rule. When I came home in the evenings she was mine everyone else had to head out.

“Colt you’re obsessed.” Kat was puttering around the nursery putting stuff away while I rocked my girl in my arms.

“Your point?” She just shook her head at me and went about her business, which was fine by me. She’s another one I have to fight her for baby time too.

Caitlin didn’t sleep in her crib for the first few months of her life. She fell asleep on my chest and stayed there until the next morning when I got up. The only reason that came to an end is because she was starting to move around a lot more and I got scared that I might roll over in the night and smother her.

That first month I hardly slept at night because she got up every couple of hours. But by the end of that month she was sleeping better. I wanted to move her into our room but all the women had a lot to say about that idea so I let it go.

When I wasn’t working I was with my baby. It was hard to believe that she had been the orchestrator of all my fears and angst in the last few months or so. Now I couldn’t imagine our lives without her. There was a reason behind my madness.

I planned on forming a bond with my kid that would never be broken. I wasn’t going to wait until she was a teen to try to reel her in. I’d read enough horror stories to know that that’s not what I wanted. I still get a little freaked out every once in a while but all in all we’re good.

My girls were healthy and happy and all was right in my world. Caitie bear was her own little person. I wasn’t sure which of us she was more like, me or her mother, but I do know she knows her dad. She’d pick her little head up when I come into the house as soon as she heard my voice and track me around the room until I picked her up. Those first few months had been eye opening.

I’d learned that my capacity for love was tremendous, I loved both my girls something fierce. They’ll probably put me in an early grave.

KAT

***

Well I survived the pregnancy, barely. I think it’s safe to say my life has made a complete three sixty since I got on that plane to come here. Within the year I had a new husband and a baby. I don’t think I had a moment to think until after the delivery room.

Colton Lyon is like a Mac truck, he just runs you over and that’s it. I thought he was bad before the baby came but since she got here there’ve been more rules and regulations laid down than a reform school.

During my pregnancy there were times I thought he was going to go into a coma. He stressed over every little thing and my movements were curtailed ’til his mother and mine had to come to the house if they wanted to see me. Every other word was Kat you can’t and Kat don’t.

I understood what was going on with him so I took it in stride. Don’t get me started on when he got into the cop shows and reading up on everything that could go wrong. He did everything but wrap me up in bubble wrap and tuck me away somewhere.

And when I got big as a s***m whale as Jared liked to tease me, my husband still thought I was the most beautiful thing in the world. He never stopped loving me, or showing me how much, but have mercy I’m not sure there’s ever been another one like him.

Unbeknownst to him the women around town were secretly mooning over him. They thought he was just the hottest thing on two feet because of the way he treated this pregnancy. Some of the women at the Lamaze class used to ask me the most embarrassing questions.

That is, when they weren’t just staring at him as if they were in a trance. I never felt threatened by them though because he pretty much still did the same thing to me when he took off his shirt.

But Colton had no clue he was devastating half the pregnant women in the town. One of them who was a little older, maybe in her early forties had pulled me aside one evening while Colt was grilling the instructor to tell me and I quote.

‘Don’t take this the wrong way dear but I hope you don’t mind the fact that your husband plays a very big part in my latest fantasies’. I didn’t know if to be flattered or appalled. I never told him any of that because he was always worried about how I felt. And if he thought someone was doing something that would upset me there would be hell to pay.

He read any and everything he could get his hands on about being a good dad and the best way to raise a child. When it came down to it he was obsessed to put it mildly. Everything was about his baby girl.

We’re not going to discuss his behavior when he first heard we were having a girl and the big bad biker boy hit a hitch. The guys teased him unmercifully but his dad is the worst.

Nothing can get Colt to muttering more than Daniel riding him about losing his mind. I couldn’t walk down the stairs by myself because I’d made the stupid mistake of telling Colt I could no longer see my feet.

His logic was that if I couldn’t see them then I obviously had no idea where I was stepping. I very rarely lost it and snapped at him, which he ignored anyway so what was the point?

Mom made the mistake of mentioning a midwife in his presence and I never heard the end of that one. He lectured he ranted and he threatened. In the end it was just easier to go along with his dictates instead of as he said ‘trying some hair brained bullshit I’d seen on TV.’

Telling him that women did it all the time meant nothing to him so I stopped trying. In the delivery room he did okay, after he got through yelling at everyone to do something. He tried really hard to hide it but I knew he was terrified.

His face was white and he kept gritting his teeth. It probably didn’t help that I was screaming like someone had been driving spikes into my v****a, which in my opinion is an accurate approximation of what labor felt like.

When he threatened to flatten the quack doctor if she didn’t do something about the pain I had to pull myself together and handle the situation, it helped me deal with the pain a little.

***

Coming home was another eye opening experience. The two days I spent in the hospital Colt had corralled everyone into coming over and getting the house ready for us.

He’d already child proofed everything and we had everything you could possibly need for a baby. But he somehow found more that needed doing. Jared and Cy were only too happy to tattle and tell me what a madman he had been.

“I don’t see how he had time to do all this because he never left the hospital, not even when I was asleep.” Colt refused to leave the hospital grounds because he was terrified someone would make off with his Caitie bear.

He’d seen some news report where the woman walked into the hospital and made it all the way to the door with the baby before being caught. I had to hear about that ad nauseam.

The nurses thought he was too cute because when I was asleep he sat up in the chair next to my bed with the baby in his arms. I thought he was nuts.

“He called Elena every hour on the hour with instructions. Daniel kept us well supplied with the wacky weed or we might’ve all shanked your husband by now the man’s a menace.”

“Oh hush Jared he’s not that bad.” My a*s, he’s totally out of control.

***

For the first three months of Caitlin’s life I don’t think Colton slept a wink. He laid with her on his chest up until she was three and a half months. The only reason he put her in her crib after that is because she was getting bigger and moving around more and he was afraid she’d either fall or he’d roll over on her.

I tell you I never really worried about anything, because if there was something that could go wrong Colt had already thought of it and put things in place to prevent it.

Everywhere he went that baby was on his arm, she was like an extension of him and boy is she a daddy’s girl. Now his newest obsession is making sure the baby has the best first Xmas ever.

He’s got more camera equipment to immortalize the occasion than a photographer at New York fashion week. I just go with the flow and try to keep up. I knew my bad boy was going to be a lot to handle but good grief.