Indulgence (62 page)

“Dasiy… I’m a fuckin’ ROCK GOD!” he says jumping to his
feet. “We all know the bitches and liquor will kill me long before bacon can.”
He grabs the waitress then twirls her around the room. “Oh kitten, be mine?
Bring me bacon all night long and I’ll make you purr,” he says, kissing her
cheek. The blonde bimbos giggle when he slides back into the booth. The
waitress rolls her eyes while taking the rest of our orders.

“Seriously, bro, put Cunter to bed; let’s just be cool for
one night,” Aiden says, typing away on his phone.

“Whatcha doin’ little brother?” Hunter asks trying to snatch
the phone away. “Still textin’ that fuckin’ groupie?”

“Nothin’ groupie about Camaron, the bitch is only approved
by this shaft,” he teases. “Hands off my lady, Cunter,” Aiden turns toward Gray
and me to resume his texting.

“Camaron your girlfriend?” I ask. Hunter laughs before
latching on to the neck of the bimbo on his right.

“Nah, I don’t do girlfriends. We hooked up a couple months
ago in a bar outside of New Orleans. She’s a fuckin’ wildcat,” Aiden says with
a groan. “She’s meetin’ us tomorrow before we head out. Since we’re booked in
Vegas for a whole week, Cam’s gonna come stay with me while she visits family or
some shit. Works for me, I’m dying to rev her up again. Bitch purrs like a
fuckin’ sports car.”

“I’m so glad Landon doesn’t talk about me like that!” I
shriek.

Hunter looks up and winks at me, “Who says he doesn’t?”

“Fuck you, Cunter,” I spit, making him laugh.

“You’re off limits, Mrs. Cole,” he tosses out as he shoves
out of the booth. “Come on, ladies.” He grabs their hands, leading them off to
the bathroom.

“Is he serious?” I ask as he pushes past a crowd of people
paying their check.

Gray nods, “Sorry. He’s, um, overinflated.”

“I mean about Landon…” Blushing at the thought of them all
sitting around sharing sleazy sex stories. I love playing the freak in the
sheets, but I don’t want it discussed on the street. Landon has a hard enough
time handling changing positions, I honestly wouldn’t think he would talk about
us, but what do I know?

Gray fingers brush my cheek and he smiles at me. “Landon and
I weren’t close growing up. I mostly lived with my Dad. Landon didn’t give two
shits about my career until last year. I was shocked as shit when he came to
see me with Tad in tow. Said that Tad wanted to represent Shaft and that was
that. Now he’s interested? Up until the other day when he mentioned bringing
you…” He shrugs, “Well I didn’t know anything, not even your name,” he says and
I watch his cheeks heat. Wow! Grayson Cole is embarrassed.

I nod. Letting the conversation go as our food arrives we
all dig in. I hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast this morning, now I am
starving. While I eat, I wonder why Landon hadn’t told me about Tad until he
took the job with the band. He obviously knew him long before but didn’t he
tell me Gray asked him to take the job? How could he have been there with Tad
then? I keep up minimal conversation with the guys. Nodding along with what
they are saying. Gray watches me, knowing something is up, but I just keep
thinking things over in my head. When Henry leaves to go pay the check, Gray
tucks me against him, walking me back out to the SUV. I am completely lost in
trying to process everything. Just trying to think it all out makes me feel
dizzy, along with completely exhausted.

The changes in Landon are one thing but the fact that his
own brother didn’t know that we are getting married shocks me. Okay, I get they
weren’t close, but, even so, it should have been mentioned in passing before
last night, right? I decide Landon and I are going to have a long talk so we
can put this all behind us. Obviously, there will be growing pains in adjusting
to being on tour. Nothing that we can’t handle, of course. We have a future to
plan. In a few months all this will just be a memory anyway.

“You’re awfully quiet, Wildflower,” Gray says when we pull
up at the bus.

“I’m fine. Just tired,” I murmur as I hop out of the car
straightening my skirt.

I look over at the bus where I see a blonde sitting on the
steps with a bag at her feet. She is thumbing on a cell phone as she looks up
and smiles. “’Bout fuckin’ time!” she says, jumping to her feet, shoving the
phone into the back pocket of her jeans. “How ya supposed to surprise an
asshole if he isn’t here?”

Aiden smiles, all but running around Gray and me, scooping
her up off her feet. He slams his mouth to hers as she leaps into his arms,
wrapping her legs around his waist. “Cam, you sneaky bitch,” he growls, pulling
back to look at Henry, “No fuckin’ way my first night with Cam is goin’ to be
on that tiny bunk on the bus. Tonight we’re breakin’ the sound barrier and
shatterin’ windows! Take us to a hotel, gotta fuck her proper the first dozen
times or so.”

“Softie,” Cam murmurs against Aiden’s mouth as Henry tosses
her bag in the back of the SUV.

Aiden ruts up against her. “Cock’s been neglected, Cam,
nothin’ soft about it. You got helluva lot to make up for. Get in the damn car
so you can say hello to me properly!” he says firmly, swatting her on the ass.
They climb into the back seat and slam the door, leaving Henry shaking his
head.

Hunter rudely dismisses his fuck buddies without another
word, shoving past me. The disgusting odor coming off of him is nauseating,
“Jesus, Hunter, you smell like bleach blonde pussy and bacon,” I say, plugging
my nose, trying not to gag on the stench of the cheap perfume they rubbed all
over him.

Rubbing his crotch, he grins. “Yeah, it’s been a great
night. Nighty, night fuckers. Be sure to rock out with your cock out and always
wrap your wiener,” he says stomping up the bus steps, flinging open the door.
“Honey, I’m home, get off the mailman!”

“Where the fuck is she?” I hear Landon scream from the bus.

Gray’s eyes flit to mine and Landon flies out of the doorway
and grabs my arm. “Where have you been, Daisy? I’ve been waiting here for
hours!” he shouts. Gray looks down at his grip on my arm and I swear he growls.
Landon shoves Gray’s leather jacket from my shoulders, letting it fall to the
pavement.

“What the fuck is your problem, Lan? Daisy watched the show,
we put her stage left so no one touched her. She went to eat with us because
you didn’t give a fuck ‘bout tendin’ to your girl,” Gray says, shoving at him,
making Landon release my arm.

“Stay the hell out of my business, Gray,” Landon spits
angrily, his fists balling at his sides.

Oh my god this isn’t happening. They are not fighting over
me. I shove past them both as I stomp up the steps. “Both of you can go to hell.
I’m standing right here! I can speak for myself. I’ll go wherever the fuck I
want, Landon!” I say stomping to our room where I slam the door just to drive
the point home.

I kick my shoes off and shimmy out of my skirt. Grabbing a
hair tie from my wrist, I pull my hair up in a messy-bun and slump to the bed.
With all the adrenaline pumping through my system, all I wanted to do is kick
the shit out of something now, but I am drained. No matter what I do I can’t
win in this situation. Now, all I really want to do is pack my shit and leave.
I don’t need this. Burying my face in the pillow I let go and cry. I sob loudly
because, of course, I can’t be a cute quiet crier. I have to wail and have
mascara pour off my face.

“Ssh…Wildflower…” I hear, only making me cry harder. Why do
I have to hear his voice calming me? Why can’t Landon come in here to tell me
everything is going to be okay? Nope, I am all alone in here crying,
fantasizing about my fiancé’s brother soothing me with his voice. Rough fingers
rub soothing, slow circles on my back causing me jump up from the bed meeting
Gray’s sad eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“W-where’s L-landon?” I stutter through my tears.

“Outside talkin’ to Tad. You alright?” he asks, handing me a
tissue. “Stupid question…of course you aren’t,” he says, rolling his eyes at
himself.

I wipe my eyes and pull my legs up to my chest, wrapping my
arms around my knees. Grayson’s eyes dart to my legs as his gaze moves up my
thighs, he bites his lip ring making my stomach flip. “Wildflower, I am good
with friends, naked friends even… but if you don’t put somethin’ on those
fuckin’ amazin’ legs you got goin’ on, I can’t promise I won’t wrap them around
my ears and eat you alive.”

My eyes go wide as I look down realizing I am still in just
the halter and a pair of very tiny red panties. I jerk the quilt over my legs
making him blow out a breath. “Not a whole lot better, since I know what’s
under there,” he says with a wink as he grabs my hand in his squeezing sweetly.

The door opens, Landon walks in looking like a kicked puppy.
“Can I talk to you?” he asks, eyeing Gray sitting with me on the bed. Gray’s
fingers entwined with mine. “Am I interrupting something?”

I shake my head. “Thanks Gray. I’m good. I’ll see you
later,” I whisper as he nods and leaves the room.

Landon sits on the edge of the bed, blowing out a shaky
breath. “Daisy… I’ve been an asshole,” he says with his back to me.

“That’s for sure fucker!” Hunter yells beating against the
wall behind my head.

Ignoring Hunter’s input, I lean up to kick the cover away
and wrap my arms around Landon’s neck. “You’re under a lot of stress. I’m not
helpin’ that. I’m sorry too, baby,” I whisper kissing his cheek.

Landon pulls me into his arms settling me onto his lap. “I
love you, Daisy. I’m sorry, too. Tad has been ridin’ me so hard. I just don’t
know how to talk to you about it.”

I look up into his beautiful blues leaning in to kiss him
softly, “You can talk to me about anything, Landon. I know that this is all
stressful. That you need me on board,” I cringe at the words I just used,
hoping he doesn’t figure out that I heard them talking.

“I do and it is,” he says, nuzzling my neck. “I don’t want
this coming between us, Daisy. I’ve never felt about any woman the way that I
feel about you.”

“I love you too, Landon. Make love to me,” I whisper pulling
his lips to mine.

“Not here, Daisy. Please… I can’t…not like that,” he says
pulling away from me. “Let’s just wait until we get to Vegas and have a hotel
room for a week. Then everything will be perfect,” he says reassuring me, but
even though I nod, the rejection hurts.

“Vegas,” I reply.

Landon nods, “Everything will change once we get to Vegas.
You’ll see.” He rolls us on the bed pulling the blanket over us. Closing my
eyes, I hope that Landon is right.

X-rated Board Games and Outrageous Wagers.

For days I have done nothing but hang with Cam in the
bedroom or hang with the guys, while Tad keeps Landon busy with work for the
tour. If I don’t get the hell off of this bus I’m going to lose my shit and
kill off an entire city block! You’ve seen those people on the news snappin’
out and just goin’ ape shit? Well, I am realizing it was probably because they
are stuck with a bunch of loud, obnoxious men who couldn’t wipe their own asses
with both hands, even if they have a fuckin’ YouTube instructional video!

Cam and I are becoming great friends already. We like a lot
of the same things, and spend most of our days watching shows on Netflix or
laughing at stupid shit online. After having done our nails, our hair, and
organizing this ridiculous room, we both start to go nuts. I have no doubt that
this plan was concocted by Landon and Tad to keep us stuck where they can hide
us.

“If I have to spend one more day on this bus I’m gonna cut
Aiden off!” Cam screams as she bangs on the wall. “We haven’t stopped but to
fill the gas tank! I need to breathe air that doesn’t smell like man ass and
stale beer!”

“Damn right!” I shout, flinging the door open. “Let’s go
make our demands.” I yank her hand, tugging her up the aisle behind me.

“Looks like the pussy’s gettin’ restless,” Hunter says, as I
lean against the wall crossing my arms over my chest. Cam matches my stance
against the other side of the door way. We probably look like gangster hookers;
all made up, in nothing but tanks and boy shorts. Hunter laughs, his eyes
drifting between us. “If they go rabid we’d have to put the kitties down,” he
teases. Standing to his feet, Hunter wraps an arm around each of us pulling us
in tight. “That’s a sin against all that Shaft stands for. Shaft never neglects
the pussy!”

Aiden, Gray and Landon look up at him and I hear a growl
tear out of Aiden’s throat. “Henry!” Aiden yells, his eyes not leaving his
brother. “We need to stop for a bit. Before Cunter whips it out and tries to
fuck all of us in the ass.” I can’t mask my look of disgust as I shove out of
Hunter’s hold and flop on the couch next to Gray. “Come here, Cam,” Aiden
commands, making her nearly leap into his lap.

“We’ll stop in an hour,” Henry calls from the driver seat.
“Try and get at my ass, Hunter. I’ll be rippin’ that cock off and makin’ you
eat it,” he adds with a laugh.

“You’re what, nine foot six, Henry?” Hunter asks
sarcastically, as he moves around Tad and Landon to get to the fridge for a
beer.

“Without my heels or a hard-on, motherfucker,” Henry says
with a snort, making Hunter spit his beer. All of us laugh. Even Henry is
amused as Hunter sputters and chokes, trying to catch his breath. Henry looks
intimidating. I know he could, and would, kill if necessary. Once you get to
know him, though, he is really nothing but an enormous teddy bear. Henry is
like that though, he smiles real huge in private, but when we are all in public
it’s scary silence. “You best quit offerin’ if you can’t even swallow a beer
without chokin’ chump,” Henry shouts. “You could never handle me.”

“Fuck, Henry, my door doesn’t swing both ways,” Hunter says
gasping for breath.

“An hour?” Aiden interrupts looking around. “What can we do
to pass the time?”