Dragon Element [D.O.A. 5]

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 2

“I ordered your shampoos and special hair dyes you asked for, Marg. They should be in by tomorrow.” Calvin said, ringing up her milk and eggs.

“Oh, thank you, Calvin. I really need those supplies. Kathleen is coming in for her monthly treatment, and if I don’t have her hair dye, she’s already said she’s going to start using Clairol.”

Margret said with a harrumph.

Calvin patted her hand, “Now, Marg, you and I both know she would never do that. You are the best beautician in Drago.”

Marg gave Calvin a look, saying, “I’m the only beautician in Drago.”

Calvin laughed, “And that is why you’re the best.”

“Oh, you tease.” Marg laughed as she left the store.

“Hey, Calvin, did my new grill pans come in yet?” Cameron asked.

Cameron was the owner of the diner in Drago and a good friend of Calvin’s. They had both come to Drago around the same time and became fast friends.

Smiling, Calvin stepped around the counter, “Yes they did. I was going to bring them to you if you didn’t come in this morning.”

Making his way to the storage room, Calvin noticed Cobra stepping out of the D.O.A. house. He found himself unable to move, let alone breathe.

“He is one hell of a good-looking guy isn’t he?” Cameron asked.

“Gods yes.” Calvin murmured as he watched the sexy-as-sin man stop and talk to Boomer.

Cobra had caught Calvin’s eye from the moment he arrived in Drago. The man was s*x on a stick. A very, very big stick. Like most of the D.O.A. agents, he stood over seven feet tall. Cobra had no hair on his head, causing Calvin to wonder if he shaved it or if it was a natural thing…

and damn did Cobra have the most delicious looking dark skin… I could lick that man like a fudgesicle.

“Damn, Cal. I didn’t know you had it that bad.” Cameron laughed.

Realizing he had just said that out loud, Calvin felt his cheeks heat with embarrassment, and knew that with his fair skin, Cameron knew just how embarrassed he really was. Sighing, Calvin went into his storage room, and grabbed the grill pans, saying, “It doesn’t matter what I feel. I can’t seem to get the man to give me the time of day, let alone anything else.”

“Maybe you should just go talk to him.”

Stepping out of his storage room, Calvin smiled, “Hey, Gordy, how are you doing?”

Gordy was a tiny man who had come to Drago almost a year ago now. It had taken Calvin some time, but he had finally gotten the guy to accept his friendship and the two would often have lunch together. He would never say anything to Cameron, but damn, Gordy could cook.

“I’m good. I made us fried chicken and potato salad for lunch today. I just need to know if you prefer strawberries or watermelon for dessert?” Gordy asked.

Smiling, Calvin replied, “How about if you bring the strawberries, and I just got some angel food cake in so I can grab one of those with some whipped topping, and we can have strawberry shortcake?”

“That sounds great. I love strawberry shortcake.” Gordy quickly replied.

Gordy always seemed nervous and excitable, but he was a Yorkie shifter after all so they tended to be a bit on the hyper side. However, he was also sweet and fun to be around. “Then we have a plan.”

“What about the plan for you to go and talk to Cobra?” Cameron asked.

Sighing heavily, Calvin replied, “I’ve been working up to that for years, Cam. I even made it my New Year’s resolution to talk to him.”

“Calvin, didn’t you tell me you’ve been in Drago for twenty-six years?” Gordy asked.

Nodding, Calvin answered, “Yes. What’s your point?”

“My point is, you’ve been pining for him for dang near the entire time. Why haven’t you just gone for it?” Gordy asked. “I mean, what’s the worst that could happen?”

“He could tell me to f**k off and all my dreams of getting to suck on his chocolate banana will be nothing more than that.” Calvin answered.

“But that’s what it is now, so what would it change?” Cameron asked.

Calvin looked at both men, then told them a secret only he knew, “I left him a note. I just hope I have enough courage to follow through.”

“You left him a note? What kind of note?” Gordy asked.

Feeling his cheeks heat even more, Calvin replied, “I asked him to meet me at the park tomorrow. I’m hoping if he does…”

“Oh wow, you’re going to hook up with Cobra? That is so awesome!” Cameron exclaimed.

“I didn’t say I was going to hook up with him, I just want to talk to him, maybe try and get him to… s**t, who am I kidding? It will never work.” Calvin said in despair.

“Taco loves you. I bet you could always have him help you. He is Cobra’s maharishi after all.”

Gordy suggested.

Calvin’s hopes rose once more, “True, and if I have some tacos with me, it would look like I was having a picnic or something with his dragon...” Suddenly, he thought about something, “...but I can’t use Taco like that. I really like him. He’s a friend.”

“And you did already write the man a note.” Cameron said with a laugh.

“You could always tell him why you want to meet Cobra. I bet he’d help you.” Gordy quickly said.

Nodding, Calvin answered, “True. I just don’t want him to think I’m using our friendship to get to Cobra. I don’t want to hurt his feelings.”

“I’ll tell you what. You talk with Taco, and if he agrees to help you with your meet-and-greet with Cobra, I’ll make you a s**t ton of tacos for a nice picnic lunch. I’ll even include some Spanish rice, sopapillas, and a nice bottle of wine.” Cameron said with a smile.

Calvin nibbled at his bottom lip, “I… I…”

“Come on Calvin. What is the worst that can happen? He says no. Well, it’s better to finally get that answer and move on than to keep pining for a guy who never looks your way.” Cameron insisted.

Cameron was right. Calvin had been dreaming of Cobra long enough. It was time to either live his dream, or try his damnedest to move on to new ones. “Okay. I’ll talk to Taco.”

* * * *

Cobra made his way to the park on his brand new gold Street Bob. He loved the smoothness of the motorcycle and couldn’t wait to take it out for a long ride one day soon. He knew that Azul and Smoky were close, as were Pit, Taj, and Boomer. He had tried to contact Taco, but Smoky had informed him that Taco was occupied at the moment. Odd, considering Cobra was his soul bond and he wouldn’t leave without telling him.

Looking down, Cobra read the note he held. I’ve been waiting years for this moment. Meet me at the park, near the lake and all will be revealed.

“We’re going to meet all right and when we do I’m going to destroy you.” Cobra stated angrily.

Seeing Pit and the others stopping just before the park, Cobra drove his motorcycle up to them.

Pit sat on his CVO Street Glide with Bren holding onto his waist. Taj was on his Night Rod Special with Rylee behind him. To anyone in Drago it was two couples out for a ride on a nice sunny day.

“Boomer is in the caves. You’re not going to believe what he reported to me not more than five minutes ago.” Pit said, sounding flabbergasted.

“What? Did he see who the person is that’s after me?” Cobra asked anxiously.

Shaking his head, Pit replied, “No, he said that Calvin just arrived with Taco and they are having a picnic lunch together at the park.”

Cobra blinked, thinking he hadn’t heard his leader right, “Taco? As in my maharishi, Taco? But, Smoky said that Taco was occu… wait, you don’t think that Taco is on a date with Calvin do you?”

“You do know that Taco is a dragon, Cobra. I highly doubt Cal would be dating a dra… huh, I take that back. Azul and I have date night when The Voice is on. So, continue with your conversation.” Bren said, with a wave of his hand.

Pit smiled indulgently at his mate, then said, “Lex told Solo that Taco has been spending a lot of time at the grocery store, watching everything going on in there through the windows. It seems Taco has a fascination with the man.”

“Calvin is always making special trips into the main town to get double orders of the family taco packs at Taco Bell.” Bren stated.

“And I know that Taco is always messing with Calvin. At the Fourth of July BBQ I talked to Taco about it, and he told me that he thought Calvin was handsome and kind. He felt like there was something different about him, but he couldn’t put his finger on it.” Rylee said.

Cobra looked at the men around him, asking, “Are you thinking that Calvin is my sentience?”

Shrugging, Pit replied, “We don’t know. However, he could be the one sending you those letters, Cobra.”

Handing over the new letter to Pit, Cobra said, “I just found this in the garage on my motorcycle.”

Pit read it and said, “This is odd. How would Calvin or anyone know that you would be taking your bike out today?”

“Or which one you would be taking.” Bren muttered.

“I need to go and confront the man. If he’s the one sending these letters, I want to know why, and what kind of threat we’re facing.” Cobra practically snarled.

“Wait!” Rylee shouted, as Cobra restarted his engine.

Turning it off once more, Cobra faced his second’s mate. Rylee looked at Cobra, saying, “I know these letters have everyone in a tizzy, but Cobra, they could just be from a guy that has a fascination with you. Calvin is really sweet and he’s kind, just like Taco says. He always keeps candy behind the register to hand out to the little ones. If anyone has something they really like and can’t find, Calvin will go out of his way to find it and get it for them. He is the first to welcome any newcomers to our town. He doesn’t seem like the sinister foe you guys tend to come across. I don’t know why he’s in Drago, and I didn’t ask, but just be careful with him.”

Cobra went to say something, but Rylee held up his hand, stopping him, “I’m just saying don’t go in there guns blazing. Just talk to him, find out if he’s been sending the letters, and then decide what needs to happen next.”

Rylee’s words made sense, but still Cobra knew that something had to make the man mail a letter to him every year for the past twenty-four… well, it would be twenty-five years in a couple of weeks, and there was only one way to find out why.

Pulling up to the park, Cobra quickly shut off the engine and dismounted from his motorcycle.

He had purposefully parked on the opposite side, so Calvin wouldn’t know he was there. As he got closer to where he was supposed to meet Calvin, Cobra heard laughter and felt a shiver run over him. What the f**k was that?

Looking out towards the beautiful sound, Cobra saw Taco and Calvin sitting on a blanket next to the pond, tossing something into the water, and laughing at the ducks as they scrambled for whatever food his maharishi and Calvin were giving them. The slight breeze caused Calvin’s hair to flutter around his face, and when he brushed it aside, Cobra imagined running his hands through it to see if it was as soft and silky as it looked. The man looked small and dainty, for lack of a better word… androgynous.

“How is it that in all these years I’ve never met him?” Cobra snorted, then answered himself,

“Because, you make it a point not to know anyone in Drago, dumbass.”

It was a true-enough statement. Most of the people living in the town owned and run by D.O.A., were either people that had been on the wrong side of the law and flipped on another person, or seen things they shouldn’t have and were terrified of their own shadows. Cobra knew his size and attitude scared most, so he stayed away from the people here as much as possible, often taking more assignments just to get away. Besides, Cobra wasn’t much of a people person.

Wiz was doing background checks on all the residents of Drago at this very moment. He had informed everyone this morning of an interesting tidbit about Calvin.

Cobra didn’t know much about Calvin, and it was odd to discover most of the other agents didn’t either. According to Pit and Wiz, Calvin came to Drago twenty-six years ago as a very young man through their old FBI contact, Clem Mitchel. Clem had only told them Calvin needed a place to lie low, and when the time was right, Clem would come for him. However, Clem never did come for Calvin, and now the old man was retired and his last known location was somewhere in Florida. Wiz was doing everything he could to locate the guy now. However, Cobra was not known for his patience. He wanted answers and he wanted them now.

“Only one way to get them. It’s time Calvin and I said hello.”

Just as Cobra started towards his dragon and his dragon’s new best friend, another breeze blew, and this time it was a bit more forceful than the last. The smell that caught Cobra had him gasping in shock. “No f*****g way!”

Drawing in a deeper breath, Cobra felt his c**k thicken and stretch within his tight-fitting jeans as a pool of saliva filled his mouth, then a rush of unimaginable heat started from the tips of his toes, and rushed throughout his body all the way to the top of his head.

”Sentience,” Cobra rasped. Calvin was, as shifters would say… his mate.