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The Lyon’s Cub Caitlin (Lyon The Next Generation #1)
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Caitlin Lyon is the favored first daughter of Colton Lyon. Anyone who wants to date her will have to go through this tough as nails biker dad who thinks no one is good enough for his kid, not even the little snot nosed kid who’s been hanging around her for the past four years.
Todd Henderson has spent the last four years learning his future father in law, from the age of fifteen when the big man himself threatened him to within an inch of his life if he even thought of messing with his daughter. Most young men that age would’ve headed for the hills long ago, but Todd’s no fool, he knows what he stands to gain if he sticks it out.
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I’ve loved her since the first moment I laid eyes on her. Not with the burning passion I now feel, as we both get older. Back then in the beginning what I felt for her was softer, gentler, like a flower blooming under the full rays of the sun for the first time and coming into its own.
I can still remember the feeling, that rush of excitement, the sense of knowing, as my eyes followed her across the schoolyard that first day. Still remember like it was yesterday, how it felt to fall head over heels in love for the first and what has now turned out to be the last time.
I was fifteen and she a mere thirteen when I first became aware of her. That spring day when I went looking for her to see what all the fuss was about, I never expected to find my heart. I thought she’d just be more of the same, but as it turned out, she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen and still is to this day so many years later.
It was like being struck by lightning as clichéd as that sounds, but that’s exactly how it felt to that younger me. Like an electric shock to the system. I remember losing my breath and being stuck in place for a few seconds, with my feet seeming to have suddenly turned to lead. I couldn’t have moved then if my life depended on it so I just stood there taking her in.
She had no idea that I was watching her as she laughed and played around with her friends; head thrown back as her light blonde hair flowed down her back; beautifully free. It was easy to see why everyone was talking about her, she stood out among all those around her.
It was strange to that younger me, because the other girls were obviously wearing make-up and were dressed more feminine than she was in her overalls and boots, while her face was bare, natural, and yet she outshone them all.
My young heart could barely stand the strain. She was like something I wanted to reach out and touch. The sensation was overwhelming, and that need to get closer made my hands twitch and my lungs burn as I struggled to make sense of what was happening to me. She was just a girl after all; and it’s not like she was the first to catch my interest either.
But that was the first time I’d ever felt anything like it. I was smart enough to know that what I felt that day was different; significant in a way that none of my other fleeting boyish conquests had been up to that point.
But although I had a sneaky suspicion of what was going on, it seemed way too farfetched for someone my age. I noticed too that none of the others with their whispered admiration that had led me there had seemed as struck as I’d been.
After that first day I made it my business to learn everything I could about her. I found out who she was, where she lived, what classes she took, and most importantly that she was the daughter of one Colton Lyon.
Someone everyone in our little town pretty much knew or had heard of because of his reputation as a badass who didn’t suffer fools easily. At least that was the word around town.
I might’ve turned back then, given up before I even tried. I’d heard enough about this guy to make me shit myself, and at fifteen I wasn’t even remotely close to wanting to deal with someone like him.
But because I wanted so badly to get close to her, I half convinced myself that he couldn’t possibly be as bad, as hard as everyone kept saying. Silly me!
No matter who I asked, whether it was a kid at school or one of my parents’ friends, even the guy at the local arcade, they all said the same thing; he’d kill you if you even look at one of his kids cross-eyed. Especially her; everyone seemed to know the man had a crazy soft spot for his eldest daughter.
I heeded their warnings well but still they weren’t enough to deter me. I couldn’t stay away. I was already hooked and we hadn’t even shared the first hello. Besides, I was just looking, admiring her from afar with my teenage hormones going out of whack.
Every afternoon I’d find myself searching her out, standing back in the shadows just watching her and falling deeper under her spell; she was just so cute without even trying, that everything about her drew me in.
You can learn a lot about someone when they don’t know you’re there. Not in a stalker creep kinda way, I never felt anything that dark where she’s concerned. It was all pure, young, innocent, but with enough intensity to make me lose sleep at night.