Daisy and Boss: 3 - Savior of Lambs
#3 of Daisy and Boss
Another sort of short update. Picks up immediately where I left off in Oatbread. lol What can I say. Doing some digging into Boss this time around. Love me a Spaniard. Again, Warnings are mostly for future chapters, violence and for strongly implied rape. Thanks for reading! And dont hesitate to tell me how you think I'm doing or where you think the story should go. I'm just playing it by ear and I love feedback!
Daisy and Boss: 3 - Savior of Lambs
"Sorry." Kale unknowingly gruffed into the line the same time Daisy said pretty much the same thing. "How old are you? You married?"
"I'm 29, and no, Sir... I'm not married." Boss watched Daisy as she took one of her ears and actually pulled it over her eyes in the cutest display of humiliation Boss had ever seen. She leaned against the service stations counter with both hands keeping the silky ear firmly in place over her eyes, shaking her head slightly.
"A bachelor eh?" Kale snorted in appreciation. "Good! Stay that way! And for Gods sake don't ever marry a goat, son! They all turn into harping old nannys."
Boss heard a commotion in the background that sounded suspiciously like a metal pan smacking something considerably less durable and more furred.
"Uh..." Boss scratched under his chin not sure what to say when Kale swore loudly under a barrage of more banging noises. Daisy's hand suddenly came out of nowhere at that point and snatched the receiver out of his paw. Boss lost the battle against his laughter as she bleated into the phone.
"I'll be home soon, BYE!" And promptly hung up on her Father. Her hand remained holding the phone in place as if it were some kind of bug that she had squashed and was afraid to investigate in case it weren't really dead. She glared at Boss as he chortled behind a paw.
"I'm so glad you find my parents amusing." She snipped, her ears going slightly stiff in irritation. "What did he say to you anyway? Nevermind... I don't want to know." She sighed, letting her hands slide off the phone and off the counter. Boss coughed, regaining his composure and reached out to take the edge of one of her stiffly set back ears in a gentle tug. She looked up at him thru thick dark lashes.
"They obviously care a great deal for you." He murmured, struck by the velvety feel of the eartip he held. She didn't pull away, allowing him to stroke his thumb over it ever so slowly.
"Mm. I'll always be a baby to them. They don't treat my younger siblings like they do me." Daisy felt like she was frozen, her gaze was on Boss' face, but every modicum of her being was focused firmly on where his paw rested gently against her shoulder, his blunt fingers playing with the edge of one of her ears where it lay against her neck. It was sending inexplicit signals rampaging thru her brain. Suddenly she was shy as she saw her own emotion reflected in his face. Boss looked down at her with the same stunned wonder she felt.
"What..." Daisy began only to trail off, unsure what she was even trying to ask.
"I don't know either..." Boss rumbled, his voice causing a shiver to scamper down her spine. Boss felt the tremor through the back of his paw and the raw lust that surged through him at that small reaction caused him to shut his eyes and turn his head, reigning himself in sharply. What the hell is wrong with you Boss!? He breathed deeply and let go of Daisy's ear slowly, not making any sudden moves. You are going to scare her, you idiot. His brain yelped at him. But when he looked back down at her she still just stared quietly, and he couldn't guess at her thoughts. Her eyes were like amber mirrors, and they gave away nothing.
"I think the car is here." She whispered, hearing a car door slam outside. She had seen Boss' eyes darken, had smelled the spike in testosterone. What had really shocked her was her own reaction. She had not been afraid. Nervous. Nervous as hell, but not terrified like she should have been. She felt a flurry of excitement in her gut as her brain processed this bit of information. Boss wasn't scary.
"Yeah, your right. We should get going." Boss nodded as he peered out the doors into the driving rain, he could make out the headlights of his Chevy Tahoe and Cable jogging in, already soaked thru by the rain. Daisy instinctively stepped behind Boss and peered around his elbow as Cable pushed the door closed behind him, panting. He looked at Boss and then glanced at Daisy nearly hidden behind his bulk and a flicker of confusion made his ears flatten briefly. Oh, yeah. Daisy thought glumly. He thinks I'm completely insane.
"Sorry, they were running behind." He said, holding the keys out for Boss to take and shaking his head at the rain outside. "Drive careful now, it's getting dark, and they're calling for this shit... 'Scuse me miss, this weather to keep up thru the night." He growled the word weather as if it were an even worse four letter word and Daisy had to agree. She hated the thought of getting drenched all over again after only JUST getting dry.
"Thanks. We'll be careful." Boss pulled his umbrella out from inside his duster, picked up her bag of wet clothes and looked over his shoulder at the almost petulant goat girl. "Ready?"
"Ok..." Daisy twitched her lips back and forth in serious thought, calculating the best way to get to the car with minimal water exposure. Boss chose not to say anything at the ridiculously adorable gesture and held the door open for her. Daisy found herself swept under Boss' arm as they ran across the parking lot and before she had a chance to react the big white dog had the passenger side door to the Tahoe open and given her a hand up smoothly into her seat. She concerned herself with working the seat belt as he shut the door and went around climbing in the driver's seat. She found that Boss had suffered far more of the rain than she had and she smiled at him as he buckled his seat belt as well.
"Thanks!" She watched him lick water off his black nose and felt her tail trying to flick in the space between her rear and the back of the seat. This was getting ridiculous! She had to remind herself, yet again, that she barely knew him at all.
"No problem." He said, putting the car in reverse and backing out of the space. The rain was coming down so hard now that the windshield wipers were having trouble keeping up with the deluge, but they found the highway headed out of town and were making slow and stead progress towards Glenfaire before Daisy thought of anything else to say. She just kept glancing towards him whenever she wasn't staring anxiously out at the road, watching the wind and rain that was trying to push them off the highway.
"Are you from Portland?" Daisy asked, her voice seeming loud in the ambient noise of the cab. Boss glanced at her and nodded, his jowl quirking in a half grin.
"Yeah. I grew up in Tigard. But my parents were from Spain." Daisy could hear the pride in his voice at that declaration and it piqued her interest further.
"How did they end up in the states?"
"Well my Father moved here as a half grown pup with his Father because there had been some trouble in the town where they were living in Spain and they had to leave. And my Mother moved here to marry Dad when she was 16. Her parents sent her, but they still live in Spain. I've met them a couple times." He said it so casually that Daisy almost didn't think to find it strange, but a detail stuck out in her mind.
"Her parents sent her? Like... an arranged marriage?" Her eyes widened at the notion. Only certain furs still practiced arranged unions. Like the very religious, or royalty...or the mob. The big dog's ears shifted a little higher on his skull when he raised his eyebrows at the goat girl's awestruck expression.
"Now... don't go getting any ideas. It's pretty common in the old world my father came from." Boss scolded kindly. Daisy tucked her chin and smiled sheepishly, she had been half expecting him to say he was some kind of prince.
"Why did your Dad's family have to leave Spain?" The road had gotten quiet except of the rain, most furs being smart enough to just stay home in this kind of weather. If Daisy squinted, it almost looked like they were driving underwater. It scared her terribly, and she stopped immediately to turn and watch Boss instead, who was thinking about how to answer her.
"Dad would never tell me the whole story, but furs like me, the big white and impossibly handsome.." He winked at Daisy and she had to giggle. "In Spain we're a special breed. Sort of a guild or sect of guardians, lawkeepers, and my Grandfather was a leader of sorts. Well, we were almost wiped out of Asturias and the remainder of us ended up in other regions of Spain and in America. I think my Grandfather was ready for a different life, but still wanted a salvador de corderos as a wife for his son." Boss glossed over the fact that his great grandfather's family had nearly all been wiped out by a large pack of feral wolves that had invaded. His great grandmother had been killed, along with all their offspring except for Boss' Father, who had been very young at the time. His Father and his Grandfather had been the only ones to survive, and when help had finally arrived, they had moved to the United States to escape bad memories. His Mothers parents had actually sent her to try and convince his Father to move back to Spain, to bring home the last male heir in a very old and noble family. It hadn't worked.
"What's that mean... Salvador de... cord..." Daisy fumbled over the spanish phrase. A chuckle from Boss let her know how badly she was pronouncing it.
"It means Savior of Lambs." He murmured. "It's an old name for what we are."
"Whats your Dad's name?" Daisy was drawing little squiggly lines in the condensation forming on her window, and a little happy face that looked like a cat. Boss mumbled something unintelligible and she looked up to see Boss cringing.
"You're like a pup! I was afraid you'd ask that." He eyed her with a narrowed gaze. Daisy leaned forward in her seat. Hooked and baited.
"What's so terrible about you Dad's name?" She prodded. Boss rolled his eyes.
"Savion Ballesteros. That's the short version, anyway." He said finally and Daisy tilted her head in confusion.
"Buuuut..... Your last name is Boss....."
"Exactly. I changed it when I turned 18." The matter of fact tone only encouraged her snooping and she peered at him speculatively. Boss looked at Daisy as she opened her mouth to ask another question. He shook his head and she snorted delicately.
"You don't even know what I was going to ask!"
"I'm not telling you my old name." Daisy pursed her lips and tried to look as innocent as possible, and nearly gave Boss a heart attack, he had to remind himself to pay attention to the road.
"What's your Mom's name?"
"Adalia Altamirano Manzano de Ballesteros."
"Wow."
"Yeah, you thought you had it bad." Boss was about to say more but the car suddenly lurched as they ran over a branch in the road that Boss hadn't seen until the last moment. He swore loudly and hit the breaks as he realized that the branch was just the first piece of a sizeable tree blocking half the road. Daisy's heart thundered as they eased around the topmost branches, gritting her teeth as they scraped and screeched along her side of the car.
"That was close!" She breathed. Boss glanced down at her in concern.
"Are you okay? Didn't hit your head or anything when I slammed on the brakes did you?" Daisy shook her head and reached up to grip the tip of on of her horns. They were gracefully curved and not terribly thick, but the way Daisy wielded them at that moment reminded him that they were designed as a versatile tool of defense. Her skull was probably sturdier built than his was, if you took size out of the equasion.
"If I had, you'd know it! You'd have a busted window..."
"Do all Nubian does have horns?" Boss asked out of curiosity but Daisy's frown made him think that maybe he'd asked something to personal. But she only shrugged.
"No. Most don't actually. I have one other sister with horns. It just depends. And sometimes you have kids born that just get little ridges on top of their head where the horns would grow, still covered in fur. I have pretty long ones for a female." She picked at the dark hooftips on the ends of her fingers. "I used to get picked on at school when I was a little kid and they started to grow.... It didn't help that they hurt coming in." Her jaw was set in a stubborn line until Boss reached over and flipped one of her ears with a blunt claw.
"I like them. They go with your ears."
"Feh." Daisy made a disgusted noise in her throat but still beamed at him. Looking out and seeing a familiar landmark brought her back to present time.
"That's where we want to turn, up there." She pointed at an off ramp exit coming up and from there a twisting road that took them into a more wooded part of town. Eventually, Daisy indicated a road that was a single lane dirt road that crossed a small river that had swollen almost over the bridge with all the rain. What had been a swift creek was now an angry rushing rapid of brown ugly water.
"Across that?" Boss asked, dubious. Daisy felt a fission of fear.
"I've never seen Chester Creek get that high..." She mused as they sat parked at the edge of the bank, watching the water roar by. Boss frowned as he studied the way the bridge seemed to be holding steady. It was a newer looking bridge with a well-built look to it, so Boss edged the car out onto the bridge. He rolled his window down, ignoring the rain that pelted him in the face, so that he could lean his head out and listen carefully for any sounds of the bridge shifting. It held steady, and they made their way slowly to the other side. They both let out a sigh of relief when the tires of the car were firmly back on gravel. A moment later the headlights of the car spotted a mailbox painted in cheerful letters 'The Fields'. They had made it to Daisy's house in one piece.