Babes Stripping For Love

Seamus’s parents went home after dinner. Charlotte’s dad retreated to his room not long after, and the young couple went to theirs to rest for the night.

Everything in the house was quiet and peaceful as Seamus wrapped his arms around her under the covers. He had taken his pain pills and Charlotte had drifted off to sleep minutes ago while he was still watching his beautiful soon-to-be-wife.

He let himself close his eyes after kissing her forehead. It felt like he had slept only for a few minutes when his phone buzzed from an incoming call. He grunted but was alert immediately when he saw Keegan’s name flashing on his screen.

“Yes,”

“Boss, there are people inside the house. We’re on our way. Get everyone to safety.”

“Shit,”

“I got you, just hide. We got this.” Keegan reassured him and he acted quickly rather than asking questions. Seamus ended the call and started pulling up his pants then woke Charlotte after reaching for his gun.

“Charlotte baby, you need to get up and get dressed I need you and your dad in the safe room.”

Charlotte’s eyes widened when she saw Seamus was handling his gun making sure there were bullets inside it. “W-what… what’s happening?” She asked shakily when she moved to wear her sleep robe over her flimsy pajamas.

“I need to get to your dad, come on,” he quickly ushered her into the safe room secretly hidden behind the armchair where their clothes were thrown carelessly earlier.

“Don’t go, you can’t…”

“Your dad. Baby, I need to get him here. We need him safe, yeah? Keegan and his crew are on their way, I’ll be okay. There’s a camera, don’t open the door for anyone. I know the combination. I love you.” He kissed her hard, ignoring her tears as he urged her inside and locked her in the room despite her strong protest.

Seamus made his way to the guest bedroom where Cormac was probably sound asleep. And he was right, his door opened moments after he knocked. He was glad that the man was a light sleeper.

“Seamus, what’s happening?” Cormac asked, his gaze eyed the gun he was carrying. He was about to ask about his daughter when Seamus said that Charlotte was already in the safe room. “I need to get you there, let’s g…” his step halted when he heard heavy footsteps ascending the stairs. He’d hoped that it was Keegan but there was a bigger chance that it was the intruders.

“Shit, get behind me,” he whispered signaling him to keep quiet. “Into the bathroom, lock yourself in.”

“I can help, give me another gun.”

Seamus cursed but he got another gun anyway from behind the hidden compartment in one of the drawers. “Here, now get in the bathroom. Keegan is coming, I’ll be okay.”

But Cormac was stubborn and he wouldn’t leave and stay behind Seamus. He shook his head when he heard the steps getting closer. “Come quick, don’t do anything stupid.” He muttered and moved to open the door and start opening fire as he leads Cormac to his bedroom. They ran as quickly as possible while shooting back and tried not to get shoot back.

“Run, a couple of more steps!” He nudged  Cormac to run in front of him straight to the open door of his bedroom. But Seamus did not expect another intruder coming in from the window across his bedroom door. He ran and shoved Cormac towards the room. The hit to his flesh stings like hell, but he kept on shooting, then dreaded when he heard the click of his empty gun.

“Mother fucker,” he cursed and pushed the code, shielding Cormac from the shooter. Another shot hit him from the back but he managed to get in after pushing Cormac, slamming the door behind them, and locking them all inside.

“Seamus!” Charlotte screamed when his bloodied body came into her view. But Cormac was faster when he told her to look for the first aid kit.

“It’s… fuck,” he took a deep breath before continuing, “it’s in the bottom self,” Seamus pointed with his gaze while Cormac was to his side inspecting his gunshot wounds.

“Your arm, it’s a through and through. But not your shoulder. There’s no exit wound.”

Seamus let Cormac continue to help clean his wounds and try to stop the bleeding. Charlotte was tearing apart in front of his eyes, but he needed to keep his eyes on the cameras. There were at least ten men inside the house. Seamus ignored the feelings and continue to watch the video feeds. His hands were scrambling through the small drawer under the only desk in the room and reached for a burner phone.

“Boss,” Keegan’s voice answered him from the other line.

“Master bedroom, we’re fucking surrounded. I got shot, and need a doctor. Fast.” He could already feel his stance getting woozy from the loss of blood. He knew the last bullet was nicking his artery and he was glad that Cormac was putting pressure on the back of his shoulder. It fucking hurts, but he needs to ignore the pain and make sure to keep them all safe. He needed Keegan to reach them, he was not sure how long they can be safe there. He needed those people gone, preferably before the intruders manage to wreck the steel door and get to them.

“We’re here, on our way up.”

Seamus could hear shoutings from the other line. The flesh wounds hurt so bad and he kept wearing his brave expression though he knew that he was probably paled already. He could feel his body getting queasy and he finally gave up and sat back on the only bed available in the room.

“Keegan is downstairs, he’d be here soon. I… I just need to lie down.” Seamus’s words were getting raspy, his body was weakening and Charlotte was sobbing while holding him. His blood seeped through her robe when she wouldn’t let go of him.

Commotions were heard outside the room and when the burner phone rings Cormac answered it and finally open the door for Keegan. His team of two men assessed the situation inside the room and one of his men went to Seamus and started working on his wounds while Cormac saw the bodies laying dead outside the safe room.

Seamus’s vision went dark when he saw Keegan and his crew arrive. He knew that it was safe for him to close his eyes and let his men take care of them.

*****

When he woke up, sunlight was peeking through the curtains and Seamus could feel her eyes on him.

“Did you even sleep? Or have you been watching me all night?” Seamus tried to joke, but it fell flat when he saw her tears and snuggled in closer to his side.

“Keegan got a doctor to take care of you. He didn’t want me to take you to the hospital. I don’t like him.” She pouted. Seamus was still too weak to explain to her that Keegan did the right thing. So, he did what he could do and entwined their fingers with his and told her that he was feeling better. A bit of exaggeration since he still feels like shit but she calms down hearing his words.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I don’t approve of you dying, just so you know.” She huffed and rest her head inches from his pillows. “And your parents are coming here. So I really need to shower now,”

“Okay,” Seamus whispered and let her hand go and watch her ditch the smeared robe and get into the adjoining bathroom. Keegan had put them in another guest bedroom since their master bedroom looked like a warzone. He had heard Keegan recap the whole situation as he was in and out of consciousness. He will need Keegan to retell the situation again once he feels better.

All and all Seamus was satisfied that neither Charlotte nor her dad was hurt. For now, all he could do was enjoy Charlotte’s way of caring for him while he recuperates and let Keegan and his dad handle the matter.