Indulgence (81 page)

“Alright Vegas, how about some Tonic for you tonight?” he
shouts into the mic, starting the intro to
‘If You Could Only See.’

Gray’s eyes meet mine as he pours out every word. He calls
out all the lies, all the deceit as he defends everything about the love he
feels. Making it clear how determined he is to fight just to hear those three
words from my lips. Gray’s voice is commanding the song as one big fuck off to
Landon, Tad and anyone else who doubts the way he feels for me. It isn’t going
to be easy, or always pretty, but I love him.

The moment he finishes I do something I never thought
possible. As he swings the guitar around to his back, I jump from my stool
running onto the stage and leap into his arms. Wrapping my legs around his
waist I kiss him hard. The crowd going crazy as my tongue dives into his mouth.
Gray’s hands wrap around me, holding me firmly against him. Our chests pressed
tightly together as everyone claps and screams.

“Alright, break it up before we get the hose!” I hear Hunter
scream into the mic.

Pulling back I meet the sexiest smile while Gray runs his
thumb along my bottom lip. “I love the fuck out of watchin’ you bloom,
Wildflower.” Then, with my legs still wrapped around him, he walks off the
stage passing everyone without a word heading back down to the staging area.

Twat Caverns, Twinkies and Groupie Sleaze

The next morning, I walk up the bus steps with a bag of
groceries that Cam, Chase and I bought, to find Hunter bouncing past Henry and
Aiden to take the bag from me. “Is there bacon? Is there? Huh?” Diving into the
bag he starts piling stuff onto the counter. “Bacon! Bacon!” he exclaims,
clutching the boxes of microwave bacon to his chest. I am realizing, all too
quickly, what I’m in for since Cam is officially gone now. I’m alone on the bus
with all the guys again.

After leaving a very unhappy Gray in bed early this morning,
I had breakfast with Cam and Chase at yet another diner. From there, we went to
get stuff to stock the bus before Chase dropped me off at the bus where the
guys were all waiting. Camaron refused to get within five hundred feet of the
Big Bitch, or Aiden, and she grabbed a cab back to her parent’s house when we
left the store.

“Yes, bacon,” I say patting his back. “Who’s a good boy?” I
coo to him, making Henry laugh.

“He sounds like that damn dog on the treat commercial,”
Aiden says not taking his eyes from the computer screen. “How was Cam this
morning?”

“She’s the same, Aiden. Can’t mention you without crying,
but all she wanted to do was ask about you,” I reply as I put the groceries
away that Hunter isn’t about to make out with.

“Cam talked to me last night about something, Daisy,” He
adds. I can feel him staring at me but I don’t turn to face him. I can’t
discuss this with him before Gray knows; but, really, I don’t want to discuss
it at all.

“Aiden, I don’t want to talk about it. Not now, not ever
alright? It’s between Landon and me not you,” I say angrily, biting back the
tears. “Just one more thing to add to the betrayal but it’ll be over soon
enough.”

“What?” Gray says walking up the aisle from our bedroom. I
turn meeting his gaze. “What else adds to the betrayal Daisy?” Gray asks again.

“We don’t need to have this conversation right now,
Grayson,” I bite, slamming the cabinet door then yank the bacon from Hunter to
put it away. Gray stalks over grabs my hips tossing me over his shoulder. The
boxes fly onto the floor, making Hunter scramble to pick them up.

Gray walks down the aisle, passing the bunks and then into
our room kicking the door closed behind us. “Grayson, put me down!” I squeal.
Just as I start to struggle he flops me onto the bed on my ass.

“Answer the damn question. What happened that you decided
not to tell me about?” He snaps starting to lose his patience.

“Nothing.”

“Bullshit. Yesterday, you walk in without a single word then
climb into my lap. After the show you lay in my arms but didn’t sleep at all
last night. I know better, baby. I felt you running your fingers on my fuckin’
ink all night. I can’t be that damned shield if you don’t tell me what I’m up against,
Wildflower. I’ll ask this one more time. What happened last night, Daisy?”

“He recorded us,” I croak barely above a whisper, but I hear
his breath rush from his chest so I know that he heard me.

“Who did? When?”

Looking up, I see Gray’s fists balled at his sides, his
mouth a hard line. His eyes are dark and stormy to a point I’ve never seen.
Looking at his feet I answer. “Cam found videos on Tad’s laptop of Landon and
me. The whole time that I was with Landon, they were recording us together.” I watch
Gray’s feet turn, before he silently leaves the room.

I curl into a ball on the bed letting the tears pour down my
face freely. It isn’t the fact of what Landon did, or let Tad do, which has me
crying right now. No, it’s the fact that Gray walked out after I told him what
he wanted to know. I would have kept it from him if I could. Not to be
dishonest but to keep it from hurting him. From hurting what we are building
together. I lie on the bed for a long time looking through my tears at my
wedding ring before the door opens. I don’t turn my head toward him when the
bed dips I just turn to muffle my sobs into the pillow.

“Landon isn’t answering his phone,” Gray’s voice is
vibrating with rage. “I want to kill them both, Daisy. Make them fuckin’ pay.
That shit on there…” he starts.

He curls behind me, nuzzling my hair, as I cry into the
pillow. “Did you guys watch them?”

“I went through the files. No one else, baby. You’re
my
wife. You can’t keep this shit from me. It’s my job to protect you, support
you, to love you,” he whispers into my ear. “Honesty and communication
remember? No secrets. I’ll deal with those bastards for this. The termination
letter from last week is back in effect. Aiden has all the proof we need now,
thanks to you ladies, to terminate immediately. Tad was charging twice the fee
than before, and pocketing half on top of his agreed fees. We got all of it
from his laptop; bank statements, invoices, everything. That part is over, but
this, with you, is personal. I’ll tend to it in Minnesota if they show the fuck
up.”

Turning, I meet Gray’s gorgeous face. Cupping his face in my
hands I run my fingertips along the scratchy stubble along his chin. Turning
his face, he slowly runs his lips along my wrist. “Nothing about how much I
love you makes sense, Grayson. How fast I fell for you or how you completely
take me over with every touch. How much I need to be with you shatters
everything else in the world to hell. I don’t want anything else but this
moment right now, with you.”

“Love doesn’t make sense, Daisy. It isn’t supposed to be
defined or put into a box. Wildflower, you consume me. You don’t put labels on
something as simple and pure as what we have here, baby. You just breathe it in
for all it’s worth.” Leaning down he presses his lips to mine. “Fast, slow, it
just is what it is. I love you, Daisy, that’s all that matters.”

Gray rolls to his back pulling me on top of his chest. I
kiss along his jaw, the stubble rough against my lips as I move down his throat
nipping softly. Leaning up, he tugs his shirt over his head giving me access to
his ink that I love so much. Gray’s hands unbutton my shirt as my fingers run
along his chest, circling the vow he made to me in ink. His gaze locking on my
fingers as they travel down his abdomen tracing the letters of his nickname.
“Sex and Sin,” I murmur making him smile.

Gray’s growls low in his throat then pins me beneath him.
“I’ve taken all of the teasing I can stand. Now it’s my turn, baby.”

Gray pulls my pants down my legs throwing them behind him.
Leaning down, he sucks my nipple through the lace of my bra; my hands
immediately diving into his hair. Sliding his hands down my back he cups my ass
pulling me against him. I’m lost in the feeling of his hands and mouth running
along my skin. The way his jeans are rubbing against me is so overwhelming all
I can do is moan his name.

“See how simple it is, baby? No need complicating something
that feels this right.”

Sliding my panties down my legs, Gray eases a finger into
me. “Damn, you feel like heaven baby. Ready for me already.” I feel his finger
slide out, before adding another. Curving them inside me as his thumb circles
my clit; I cry out, my hips bucking off of the bed. His other hand brushes up
my side running over my daisy to palm my breast. Gray rolls my nipple between
his fingers as he circles my clit faster. Putting more pressure with his thumb
sends me over the edge. My orgasm races through me as my walls tighten around
his fingers. My legs still trembling when I feel his fingers leave me. I hear
his zipper then he is pushing into me hard and fast.

“Fuck, Daisy, I need this. Need you so fuckin’ bad, baby,”
he groans breathlessly, wrapping my legs around him. Gray’s hips are slamming
against the backs of my thighs taking everything I have to give him. I fight
against the need to close my eyes at the fullness. The feel of the piercings
sliding against me is too much. Everything is so intense that I can already
feel myself building again. “That’s right, baby, keep your eyes here,” Gray
whispers against my lips.

Cradling my neck with his hand he kisses me deeply, while
pumping his hips against me wildly. His tongue slowly caresses mine. Arching my
back, I roll my hips meeting his thrusts. I’m desperate for more. Completely
frantic, unable to get close enough. Where he ends and where I begin is now
nothing but a blurred line. I can totally understand what Aiden means by how
connected his heart is with Cam’s. I get how deep it runs, how broken I know I
would be if I lost this. I am drowning in the intensity of his eyes while we
move harder and faster together. I cry my release into his mouth, my
fingernails scraping down his back as my climax roars through me. Grabbing my
hand, Gray places it over his heart when he stills inside me. “Do you feel
that? My heart beats your fuckin’ name, Wildflower. Every beat says Daisy.” His
eyes are smoldering, so intense, so serious when they meet mine again. Without
another word he slams his mouth to mine. His orgasm making his entire body
shudder as he fills me.

Pulling me against him, he rolls us so that I’m lying across
his chest. Gray’s fingers run through my hair. “Don’t keep me in the dark,
Daisy, ever. I can’t take secrets. I’ve had way more in my life than I’ll ever
need.” I nod against him, lying there content in just letting what we have be
what it is without a label or a box.

After we clean up, Gray and I walk back up to the living
area where nothing looks to have changed much. Henry is driving the bus, Aiden
once again glued between the phone and laptop. Glancing over at the table I see
Hunter sitting with his back to us, the bacon boxes all over the floor. Bending
down I start grabbing them. “Damn it. I thought you would put them up before
they…” I shake an empty box. “Holy shit! Did you eat all of these?” I ask in disbelief.

Hunter looks up at me with a huge smile. “You should’ve
married me, babe. I’ll worship at your feet. Bacon! Oh the bacon!” Jumping up
from the table he wraps his arms around me, kissing my cheeks. “I love the hell
outta your wife, Gray,” he says, grinning down at me.

Shoving him away, I hold my nose. “Proposal denied. Oh my
God! You reek of that damn stuff!”

“Oh fine then be my sexy Mommy. You can adopt me. I’ll live
on breast feasting and bacon,” he suggests, dropping to his knees hugging my
waist tightly with both arms. “Please oh please you could so be a MILF.”

“For one, genius, it’s breastfeeding, for two hell no.”
Stepping over Aiden’s outstretched legs, I sit on the couch next to Gray. Who
is deep in thought writing in his lyric book.

“To each their own,” Hunter shrugs, flopping into his usual
chair. “Now someone needs to tell Henry that we have to stop again soon for
more bacon. Really, Daisy, that wasn’t very thoughtful of you to buy just
enough for me and no one else. What will Gray think if you play favorites like
that?”

“You’re no one’s favorite,” Aiden chuckles.

“I’m Chase’s favorite. She knows it too.” Hunter snaps back
pointing at me, “I may even fly her up to Minnesota for the show. I’d love to
give her another spin,” he groans closing his eyes leaning his head back
against the chair.

“AH HA!” I shout jumping to my feet. “You just admitted it!
Hunter Chesterfield, the well renowned one tap per pussy man, is admitting he
wants another taste of one!” I jump up and down making all three guys look up
at me. “Too bad she wasn’t very into you. I mean, you bored her to sleep while
riding your face,” I tease, climbing over their legs to grab a bottle of water
from the fridge.

“Yeah the bitch was bored to screams. I fucked her
unconscious. She loved every second. So when I get her beneath me, above or
dangling from the ceiling again, I’ll tape it so all of you can see every
single amazing second. Then you can truly be a jealous bitch,” he says with a
laugh.

I choke spitting water down my shirt. Three pairs of eyes
meeting mine, only two of which understand the reason why. I fly down the
aisle, into the bedroom throwing the shirt to the floor as I dig in my bag for
another. What the hell is wrong with me? I can’t even take Hunter’s taunting
now? I know good and well Hunter doesn’t know anything about it. Pulling on a
dry t-shirt, I take a breath then walk back up the aisle.

“You okay?” Gray asks when I sit back down next to him.

“Yeah, fine. Just went down wrong I guess.”

“Yo, Big Man! I’m hungry, let’s stop soon; maybe we can find
some pussy at the diner too,” Hunter shouts.

“You need a good piece of pussy like a hole in the head,”
Henry snaps back.