Omega Bound Chapter 142

Cyrus

I like to drive fast, and I am not afraid of it in the least bit, but Ravens idea of fast and the way she drifts the corners...no. "Girlfriend you need to more vroom vroom and less squiggle squiggle or I am going to lose my cookies." Fireball smiles before hitting the accelerator harder. Apparently, anything I ask her not to do is viewed by her as a suggestion. Suggestions she chooses not to follow as we bank another curve, causing me to close my eyes hoping that all the liquor in my guts stays there. "Where are we going." "There's a place in town. Larry's. A low key, growly shifter bar. Seems more your type of establishment." she rolls her eyes at me as I wonder what her wild red hair would look like around my fist. Good thing I have clothes on now. "Stop staring at me." "I'm not staring. I am appreciating and make me." I dare her, knowing I will regret it later. I am not scared of her, also I am, but only a little.

"Turn left up here. It is over there." I point. "Thanks for the direction's captain obvious. It literally says "Larry's" on the outside of the building." "How am I supposed to know you can read. You don't tell me anything." she parks, saying nothing as I lean in, attempting to place my hand on her cheek and pull her in for a kiss. She turns her head and quickly opens the door instead. Oh, I am really going to enjoy tonight. She wants to pretend our little mouthcapade did not happen? Yeah...no. I laugh as I exit the car myself. "Next time just get a can opener and cut me out of this damn thing. It's too small for me." "That is one of the reasons I bought it." "No fireball, apparently I bought it. Next time get me an SUV please. You know, to replace the one you torched because you were so distraught I was leaving you." "That is not why." she huffs at me while we cross the street. "Sure, it wasn't." "Oh, just like the building you burnt down because you were so distraught thinking about me banging other shifters." A growl escapes me at her words. "I blew the damn thing up and I will do far worse if you attempt to bang any other shifter that isn't me. EVER FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE so file that little bit of info away for later." I held the door open allowing her to enter into the notorious Larry's. Home to all shifters that want a good drink and decent food but don't want to be around a bunch on Pompas asshats. There aren’t too many shifters in our pack like that, but some. Plus, it is a good place to avoid the annoying attention seeking types. Everyone here is here for the same reasons.

Fireball surveys the area while walking to the bar. No doubt checking for exits and threats. I pull out two stools as we sit and order drinks. "Give me a rum and a..." I turn to fireball, realizing I don't know what she wants. "I'll drink anything." she states very matter of fact. Alright then. "Give me a rum and an ‘anything’. Heavy on the thing." I tell the bartender. He comes back with a rum, a glass of something fruity looking and a beer. "Carlise is at the end of the bar. He bought you a beer because he says and I quote 'that little bitch will need a chaser' will this drink suit you ma'am?" Raven scowls looking around, ignoring Larry. Great. Kill for me girl. Also don't because it's all fun. I decided I better handle this quickly. I stand up from my stool and turn toward the end of the bar. "Hey Carlise!" I yell over the music to get his attention. "You know who doesn't need a chaser? Your mom. She swallows every drop I give her without one." He flips me the bird as I start drinking his beer. Warm rum? Fine I will drink it. Warm beer? Hard pass.

Fireball sniffs her fruity drink and scrunches up her nose. I switch my rum with her girlie whatever and start drinking on it too. "Wow this shit is so sweet my teeth feel furry." "What does that even mean?" she asks, smiling. Progress. "It means it's terrible, but also not bad." I down half of it, catching fireballs eyes watching my throat as I do. I be sure to lift my arm up high, causing my tight tee to ride up just a little. You have to make the V line pop for the females. They love it. I smile at fireball as she quietly studies me. I'm sure running the pros and cons of life here with me through her beautiful brain.

"So, how are you getting along with Ayla?" I ask because quite frankly I don't know what else to talk about. "Good. She had a few meetings as I said. She introduced me to someone as her bodyguard." "Perfect. We will see what you can do tomorrow." "What if I don't want to show you what I can do?" "Oh, you do and you will. You are not getting approved to be her body guard without going through me or Thane, mate or not. Only the best will be expected to keep her safe and I am 98% sure you are." "Only 98% huh?" "Yes fireball. I am going to make you work for that 2%." I say while taking another drink and surveying my surroundings as she finishes her rum and I nod my head at the bartender to get her a refill. Soon the bartender returns with a pitcher of fruity teeth fur and Raven quickly covers her empty glass with her hand and growls at him, stopping him in his tracks. "Tequila please." she request, and he puts the pitcher down between us. I lean over the counter and grab a straw, place it in the pitcher and start on it. "What? It gets better with each drink." "Yeah..okay Cyrus." she shakes her head at me as her tequila gets placed down in front of her.

The door jingles and I turn to see who is entering and I immediately turn back around and hang my head down, hoping to not be spotted by Mindy and Mandy. Twin blonde she-wolves who may be very unhappy with me. I try and figure out why they are even in here since it isn't their type of bar when I meet Carlise's gaze and can see the shit eating grin on his face. That SOB minus the B because I loved his momma, mind-linked them. Fan-Freaking-Tastic.