Making Our Gud Happy
Making Our Girl Happy
Mic
“She thinks she isn’t enough. She just asked me if we needed another woman to round us out,” Dawson said, as he sighed and sat at the table with us.
“That f*cker got to her. I knew him saying all that bullsh*t and then telling her he had cheated on her their whole marriage, would mess with her head,” Ford growled.
Davis cursed and put his head in his hands. He was the most sensitive of us, her hurting hurt him.
“How do we reassure her?” I asked.
“I think I got through to her. I told her she’s our everything and that she’s enough for us. That the f*cktard is the type of person that always wants more and will never be happy,” Dawson said.
I nodded.
“I did something, and I hope you are all okay with it. I went to the LOC and asked Rage and Savage to come stay with her with James. I thought we could ask Ava and Aaron too.”
“F*ck yes, baby boy, you’re so f*cking smart,” I said, grabbing him by his neck and bringing him to me, so I could smack a kiss on his plump lips. He blushed. I put my head to his and whispered, “I love you.”
He smiled and told me he loved me too.
“I want to get her name tatted on me,” Ford said.
“I agree,” I said quickly. I think that would definitely show her how much we love her. What’s better than seeing your name on the person you love as a claim?
“That’s a great idea, I want in,” Dawson said.
“Me too,” Davis chimed in. We heard her little footsteps coming down the stairs.
She looked so f*cking adorable in a light blue sleep shortset
“Can any of you braid?”
“I can,” I said quickly.
She smiled and handed me her brush and a hairband. I stood and had her sit in my seat. While Dawson started to talk, I enjoyed playing with my girl’s hair, brushing it and running my fingers through it. “Baby, we have been hired for a mission and will be leaving in four days. This isn’t a rescue mission, it’s a hunting mission. We’ll be gone for two weeks”
She gasped, “What?”
“It’s okay baby, Davis has a plan,” I said, kissing her on top of the head.
“I asked Savage and Rage if they and James could come stay here with you, and we’re going to ask Ava and
Aaron too.”
“I’m not worried about me, I can take care of myself. You guys are going to be in some major dangerous situations.”
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We all chuckled, she was cute.
“You don’t think we can take care of ourselves?” I asked.
“I know you can, but the thought of the four of you going into danger on purpose. Who is this person you need to hunt? And why does it have to be you?”
“This is our business, Princess. We rescue and hunt. We’re good at what we do. There’s no reason to worry.” Ford comforted.
“No reason to worry? You’re all my boyfriends. I love you with everything that is in me. If something ever happened to you, I would fall apart. You are all my reason for breathing,” she said desperately. She fell apart
Our arms went around her and each other.
crying, and we all converged on her.
While she cried, we tried to soothe her with our words and touches.
“Baby, I promise, nothing will happen. We work together like a well–oiled machine,” Dawson crooned.
“Baby girl, we love you, you’re our reason to come home safe and sound,” I whispered into her ear.
“Princess, we will never leave you. You are our beacon, our hope, our future. Please love, don’t cry.” Ford pleaded with her as she cried.
“Angel, our hearts beat for you, you are our home, we will always come home,” Davis said.
She calmed and hiccuped. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I know you can take care of yourselves, I just
worry.”
e Rage and Sava
Savage.”
“We know baby girl. We worry about your safety too, hence Rage
“Okay, okay. I’ll call Ava. I’m sure she won’t have a problem staying with me and if Ava’s here, Aaron will come along. Can, can they share the bed with me?”
“As long as there’s no hanky–panky going on, I’m good with that,” Dawson said, making Isha giggle. We all relaxed and sighed at the sound. We stood back and looked at her.
“Hey, since we haven’t gotten the puppies yet, how about we go now?” I said.
“Yes,” she squealed. I finished with her hair and she ran upstairs to change.
“The shelter closes in two hours. Hopefully she can choose in that time,” Dawson said.
We raced to the shelter in record time. Isha was all smiles, and it made my heart light seeing her so excited.
We walked into the shelter and there were two tired older–looking women behind the counter. At the sight of us, they instantly perked up.
“Well hello handsome men and beautiful lady,” one said.
“Hello ma’am, our girlfriend would like two pups,” I said.
“Our girlfriend?” The other said with a raised brow and they both looked at Isha. She bit her lip, nodding.
“Oh you clever girl. To be young again, right Marge?”
“Lucky, lucky,” Marge sang out. She was tall and slim and had a full head of white curls. The other was short and plump in all the right places and had dyed black hair.
“If I was older ladies, I’d come calling,” I winked.
Making Our Gul Happy
They both giggled. Isha hit me in the stomach with the back of her hand
“Sorry baby girl. I couldn’t help but flirt with such beautiful women.” Isha giggled this time while the two older
women tittered.
“You’re a rascal,” Marge said. “Nanette, do we have any pups?”
“Well, no, but we have some good ones in the back if you’d like to look?” Nanette said
“I’d love that,” Isha said, smiling.
We followed Marge and Nanette to the back, instantly dogs started barking, whining, pawing at the cage. Isha was in heaven. She inspected every dog we came to
“They’re all so cute. I wish we could take them all,” she said.
“Baby, as much as I love you and never want to deny you, I have to put my foot down on that idea,” Dawson
said.
“I know, I know,” she said with a sigh.
She slowly went to each cage this time. Some dogs were biting the cage door trying to get out. Some howled. The barking was so loud, I checked my ears to see if they were bleeding.
“These two,” I heard our girl say.
She opened one cage and a huge rottweiler stepped out slowly. Isha dropped to sit on the ground and the dog tried to climb into her lap.
“That’s Titus, he’s four. His owner died and no one in his family wanted him. He’s gentle but a fierce protector. That little chihuahua on top of his cage is Titus’s best friend, Dean,” Marge said.
Isha looked up at Dawson with pleading eyes. He sighed harshly and brought his fingers to the bridge of his
nosu.
“What about the other?” I asked, trying hard not to burst into laughter.
“This is Maude, she’s a six–year–old German Shepherd. She used to be a drug dog. They were going to put her down after she was injured, but the public rallied around her. Her owner moved to another country and couldn’t take her,” Nanette said.
“Oh you poor beautiful soul,” Isha said, as Nanette opened Maude’s cage door. Maude came out like a queen, Titus huffed at her, and she rubbed her body over his head. Titus nuzzled her.
“Are they fixed?” I asked.
“Maude isn’t, Titus is,” Marge said.
“We’ll take them both,” Dawson said. A tiny whine came from the tiny cage above Titus‘ cage. Isha looked at Dawson again, then Titus and Maude gave him puppy dog eyes, both whining in their throats.
“Come on Big Daddy?” I whispered
“Mic.” Dawson growled.
Dawson looked at all our faces. I looked too. Davis and Ford had their hands under their chins in a prayer begging pose, fluttering their eyelashes. I chuckled and Dawson looked at me.
I stuck out my bottom lip.
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Dawson groaned, “Fine,” he said, caving.
Nanette clapped and opened Dean’s cage. He pranced out and jumped down, landing on Titos. He sat on Titus’s head and licked Isha all over her face
An hour later after all the paperwork was done and the food and toys were bought, we brought home three
happy dogs.
Isha ran outside with the dogs and Dawson turned on the three of us
“You f*ckers will be picking up the dog sh*t every day. She doesn’t lift a finger. While we’re gone, il hire someone to come do the job. I can’t believe I agreed with this.” He stomped off towards his office Davis. Ford and I chuckled and went out back to play with our new family members
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