Only Her

“Are you going to continue to look at me like that?” He asked.

“Like what?” She snapped.

“Like you don’t know me anymore,” he told her.

“I’m not sure that I do,” she said.

He sighed then he backed out of the spot and put the truck in drive and headed back to the ranch. They were both quiet. He wasn’t paying attention. Then he saw the blue and red lights in his rear view mirror. He looked down. He was only going three miles over the speed limit. He pulled over to the side of the road.

“What the fuck,” he said. Skylar looked behind them through the rear window.

Dan Hawkins climbed out of the police cruiser. He tipped his ball cap to the back of his head revealing his shaved head and walked to Luka’s window. Luka glared at him through the glass.

“Luka put your window down,” Skylar had to tell him. He pressed his finger to the window and they watched it slide down inside the door.

“Luka, how are you man?” His brown eyes twinkled with mischief at Luka. Luka was not amused himself.

“You aren’t going to ask me for my license and registration Dan?” Luka couldn’t hide the displeasure in his own voice.

Dan chuckled. “No man, I’m not. You have pissed off Tag, our mayor. Now Isaac and I, we don’t give a shit what he says. He was an asshole in high school and he still is. He thinks he can throw his weight around because he’s a Richardson and the Mayor. You know that and so do we.

“Three miles over we aren’t going to give you a ticket. Hell we’d have to ticket the whole damn town to be fair. But the Sheriff he’s in Tag’s back pocket. His son, Bobby he hates your guts because you dated Skylar when he wanted to so you need to be careful man or you are going to be racking up some points because the others they might just ticket you.

“I just wanted to let you know. The Sheriff sent out a radio message right after you drove out of town telling us to ticket you if you went one mile over the limit. Look for a headlight out. Taillight out. Anything to irritate you.”

“This is fucking ridiculous.”

“Yes, it is,” Dan agreed.

“It that all?” Luka asked.

“It is,” Dan replied.

“Can I go?”

“Sure Luka,” he replied. “Good to see you man.”

“Wish I could say the same thing Dan.”

Luka whipped the truck around in the street and headed back into town leaving Dan at the side of the road shaking his head at him. He was doing exactly what Tag wanted him to do. Lose control and do something stupid. “Luka, what are you doing?” He glanced over at Skylar but he didn’t respond. “Luka, you can’t do this.”

“The hell I can’t. I’m not Jacob Shaw’s little punk ass son anymore Skylar. I’m not taking Tag’s shit.”

He parked in the square and was out of the truck leaving the door open before Skylar even got out of the truck. She had to run to keep up with his long stride. That wasn’t an easy thing for her to do considering she was wearing high heeled sandals.

Luka was inside the mayor’s office before she was at the door. He shoved open Tag’s door before Donna Sue could stop him. Skylar stopped at Donna’s desk, gasping for air. Running in high heels was a bitch.

Finally, she went after Luka. He was leaning over Tag’s desk who was leaning back in his chair smirking at him. He wanted Luka to lose his patience. Tag wanted Luka to do something stupid like hit him then he would file assault charges against him and have him thrown in jail.

“I don’t know who the fuck you think you are but you do not want to mess with me Tag. I have more than you know. I am not one to be messed with. I will bury your sorry ass so deep they won’t be able to find your asshole.”

“Oh really?” Tag responded with a bored tone of voice. “No longer looking for table scraps? Willing to take my sloppy seconds?” He glanced around Luka at Skylar.

Skylar took a step back, a gasp escaped through her lips. She could see the tension of Luka’s body in his back muscles. He stepped back. He glanced over his shoulder at Skylar. “You always were a pussy. Afraid of getting your hands dirty. That’s why we never made state, you couldn’t handle the ball. I can handle the ball just fine Tag.”

He stepped back even further and glanced down at Skylar. She felt like she had been pissed on. Like Luka had just marked his territory. “You don’t even need to worry about Skylar,” he informed the Mayor. “She’s not your sloppy seconds. She was always mine to begin with. Why do you think she could never love you, asshole because she never stopped loving me?”

Skylar could feel her face flaming with embarrassment. She turned on her heel and slipped out from under Luka’s big arm and headed to the door.