Indulgence (82 page)

Three hours later, we sit in yet another diner looking over
menus while Hunter hits on every waitress in the place. He pulls our waitress
onto his lap while she takes our orders. Attaching his mouth to her neck,
completely distracting her. Great, who knows what we will end up having to eat
now. Gray wraps his arm around me in the booth, while Aiden just ignores the
entire world over his phone. “So, I’ll go put your order in then meet you in
the back?” she asks Hunter.

“That’s right…” He leans up to see her name tag. “Um,
Christy. I’ll see ya in a minute,” he purrs as she walks away giggling.

“You realize you’re goin’ to get random pussy at a truck
stop, right?” I ask arching a brow. “That’s not groupie sleaze, Cunter. That’s
like throwin’ a Twinkie down a hallway,” I whisper when she looks over. “She
walks like a gun slinger at high noon.”

“Fuck you, spooner,” he snaps with a grin then saunters his
cocky ass back toward the bathrooms with Christy following behind.

“Can you believe him? That’s just disgusting,” I shudder
against Gray’s arm.

“Daisy? What the fuck do you mean ‘Twinkie down a hallway’?
Is that code?” Henry asks curiously.

I laugh, shaking my head. “No. Assuming, since she was so
eager, I’ll bet this isn’t her first bathroom tap. So I am fair in assuming she
may have a Grand Canyon sized vag. If so, then Hunter’s dick would be divin’ in
like a Twinkie being thrown down a hallway,” I shrug. “I was being generous; I
mean, I could say a cocktail sausage… but you get the point.” The guys all
laugh as I roll my eyes. “Such a man-whore. We’ll have to bleach him before we
let him on the bus.”

“Hunter had to take on a lot of shit as a kid. So now he
takes on nothing. No responsibilities except when I go off the rails. Well, the
last time you handled it for him, didn’t you?” Aiden says smiling sadly. “Cam
didn’t say goodbye. She bolted not long after the show was over while I was
busy with some fans. I hate this shit, Daisy.”

“Don’t worry, Aiden. As messed up as she is over you, she’ll
be back,” Gray says kissing my hair.

Hunter flies up the hallway screaming, making us all jump.
His face looks completely hysterical as he bolts around the table to the door.
“Hunter what the hell is wrong with you? Did her twat have teeth?” Henry
teases.

“No her fuckin’ twat did not have teeth! Her fuckin’ dick
did! Get me the hell outta here. My poor cock will never recover from getting a
hard on, then finding out that her junk was bigger than mine.” We all start
laughing, making Hunter explode. “You are all assholes! Bring my food to the
damn bus,” he huffs stomping out the door.

Christy walks over, placing all the plates in front of us
with a huge grin. “Next time he offers all that shit he whispered in my ear, he
should know not to freak out over a dildo. It ruins the moment,” she says with
a giggle.

Henry grabs his wallet yanking out a hundred dollar bill.
“Honey, you wrap his shit up for me and take this. You’ve just made my fuckin’
year. No one has handled him like that before, but he damn well needed it.
Thank you,” he says with a wink making her blush.

“My pleasure. I love Shaft but I always thought that Aiden
was better looking. There is just something about a drummer,” she says as her
tongue nearly falls onto the table.

“Aw, Aiden, give her a hug and a little kiss,” I say
sweetly. “I can take a picture and everything.”

Aiden stands as she walks over into his arms. I snap a photo
just as he kisses her cheek; but honestly, from my angle it may or may not have
been her cheek. Christy giggles then walks back to the kitchen. “Whatcha
doin’?” Gray asks watching me type out a message.

“Lighting a fire under Cam’s ass,” I mutter with a grin. I
watch Aiden get lost in his phone again, but a smile spreads across his face
the moment I hit send on my text. I have officially thrown the photo gauntlet
to set off Cam’s inner jealous bitch along with these words:

Looks like your guy is moving on just fine babe. No
worries. <3 Daisy

Do Not Anger the Shaft

(Two Weeks Later)

“Wake up, Wildflower, we’re here,” I hear Gray whisper
against my neck, as he trails soft kisses. “Ready to get off the bus and into a
hotel room?”

Sitting up in bed the smile spreads across my face. After
two weeks of nothing but the bus and diners, I’m beyond ready. “Are you
kidding? I’m so ready!” I leap from the bed digging through my clothes. After
being on this bus for two weeks with only the men, I’m nearly crazy. This chick
is ready for some girl time.

Cam, Chase and I have been either talking or texting every
day. Cam pretends not to worry about Aiden but strains to hear every word he
says when we are on the phone. Chase has even been texting Hunter the past few
days. I begged them both to come up for the show but Cam refused immediately.
Chase, on the other hand, decided to go for it. I can’t wait to go pick her up
and surprise Hunter. Keeping my excitement to a minimum has been hard but it will
be so worth the look on his face.

Gray’s arms wrap around my waist. “What time do you have to
be at the airport?” he asks as I grab a blue maxi dress from the pile. Pulling
away from Gray I shrug it on over my head.

“About two hours, I think. Henry’s taking me while you guys
practice. After we have lunch and hang out, we’ll meet you guys before you go
on stage.”

Grabbing my hands, he pulls my body flush against his.
Nearly every inch of our bodies touching each other in some way. After being
nearly inseparable for weeks, now we are going to be apart for nearly the
entire day. Gray dove into protective mode after the videos and files were
found. He is worried that, after firing Landon and Tad, they would try to
threaten me or something. No contact though. Complete radio silence from the
enemy camp. I was almost disappointed that after everything, Landon didn’t even
think he owed me an explanation, at least; but those thoughts are quickly
dismissed every time I look at Grayson, since I know that it would change
nothing. There is nothing Landon can say to make me leave Gray and come back to
him.

The last three shows has been just Henry and I on stage
left. Hunter hasn’t even brought a groupie backstage, although that part isn’t
a down side at all. After his run in at the diner with Christy, Hunter has been
a little gun shy. We have all been giving him shit about his dramatic dick
dodge, as Henry so lovingly refers to it. Henry was so pleased that he even
chatted to Christy for some time before we left. All four guys have become
increasingly protective of me. It’s like having four bodyguards. Four sexy,
inked, very bossy bodyguards; but, hey, I’m not complaining. Too much. I just
really need some girl time.

Walking up the aisle, I hear Hunter complaining about our
attempt at dinner last night. “I told that sleazy bitch that was not fuckin’
bacon,” he growls angrily.

“Canadian bacon is ham asshole,” Aiden chuckles.

“Those fuckers are false advertisers. I make a motion that
Shaft does not travel across the border to Canada because I will not tolerate a
bacon imposter,” he shouts standing to his feet.

“They have regular bacon in Canada too, dumbass,” Henry
argues shaking his head. “Sometimes you are too dumb for your own good.”

“Yeah, like the day at…” I start with a giggle as Hunter
glares at me.

“That thing is never to be spoken of! Don’t go there, Daisy.
Today is not the day. I’m goin’ through bacon withdrawal. Remindin’ me of my
pussy drought may be the thing that puts me over the edge.”

“There’s a box hidden behind the apples in the fridge,” I
barely get the words out before he dives into the fridge retrieving my stash of
microwave bacon.

“Gray, have I told you I love the hell outta your wife?” he
says ripping the box open.

“Usually about a hundred times a day, Cunter, but I love her
more,” Gray teases, pulling me to him. I smile as he breathes me in.

“We gotta get going,” Aiden says checking his phone. “Twenty
seven minutes until we need to meet the crew to set up.”

“Anal Annie’s back in the saddle. Fuck, I miss Cam man,”
Hunter says, yanking his plate full of bacon from the microwave. “Let’s go, I
can eat ‘n’ ride,” he mumbles through a mouthful of bacon as he flings open the
door.

I watch Aiden’s face soften sadly. “I wish she was coming,
Daisy. She said no, huh?”

I nod. “I’m sorry Aiden. Give her some time.” He just nods,
as we all follow Hunter to the SUV.

Thanks to Aiden’s strict timing on everything we make it to
the airport on time. The guys are setting up then running a quick practice of
some new songs they have been working on. Chase and I are going to have all
afternoon to hang out at the hotel.

“Is everything ready to go for the hotel?” I ask Henry,
while we walk to the terminal gates to wait for everyone to exit the plane.

“Yep, it’s all in the back of the ‘Burban. Suites are across
the hall from each other so it will be a pie job getting everything settled.
This hotel even has a laundry service,” he says almost excitedly.

Two huge suites worked out perfect. Henry, Aiden and Hunter
in one, leaving Gray and me to share with Chase. Although, I expect Chase to
spend a lot of time with Hunter; he doesn’t exactly know that yet does he? My
phone messenger pings as we wait for the doors to open:

Hope u n Chase have fun Sweets.

Cam. I smile as I read, then type my reply.

Could’ve flown up with her, u know. Maybe I should have
Aiden get all Dom and make u come.

I wonder what she would say if he had told her to come.

Aiden makin’ me come is a bad idea.

Being around all these guys is killing my brain cells
because my mind automatically forces my reply:

That’s never a bad idea, babe. Come up if u want. Call
we’ll pick u up, be here all week.

Her reply is short:

Sorry. <3

I send her hearts but I want to send her a kick in the ass.
I need to see if there is an app for that. Just as I put my phone away I see
Chase sashay through the metal detector. “Would you look at the hunk of man
candy escortin’ you around!” she teases. This five foot nothing woman has made
a seven foot tall man blush. “Hi Henry, you takin’ care of that gorgeous
asshole I’m so fond of?”

“I try, Chase,” he chuckles then takes her bags. “Did you
have a nice flight?”

“After lots of booze, it was very nice,” she teases as I hug
her.

“We have all afternoon to settle in at the hotel before
meeting the guys for the show tonight,” I explain as we walk out to the parking
lot.

Once we have everything settled in the rooms, we declare it
bikini time. Leaning back, I stretch out against the lounger by the indoor pool
in the hotel. Chase is sprawled out next to me while Henry stands in the corner
in his usual stance. “So he’s gun shy, huh?” Chase giggles while I retell the
story of Hunter’s near anal probing.

Henry tries his best not to, but even he laughs with us when
I inform her how Hunter hasn’t even attempted to pick up another woman since. I
hear about how Chase has checked in on Camaron. How she’s a complete wreck,
even though she tries to lie her way around it. “She really is full of shit,”
Chase says. “I mean, she says she’s fine but then when she came by the shop the
other day, Luke asked her out and she burst into tears. Didn’t say a word, she
just ran out of there. We have to fix this between them, Daisy. She hasn’t even
tried to get a job, she doesn’t care about anything. I even tried pushing that
Aiden is moving on.”

“He isn’t though,” I whisper making her choke on her drink.

“What?” Chase shrieks. “I saw that picture with my own
eyes.”

“I know what it looked like, Chase. It was staged to light a
fire under her possessive nature; it just didn’t work yet. I’m goin’ to have to
try harder is all,” I huff

“Ladies,” Henry calls over. “It’s about time to get ready. I
would hate for Aiden to go postal over his schedule being thrown off.”

“Vacation’s over, honey. Time to go keep the groupies off
our men,” I tease, nudging her. Chase has the most amazing lily tattoo. The
reddish orange lilies span the back of her shoulder, down her back then end
curing around her hip on her belly. It had to have taken forever to get done.

“Tiger Lily, huh?” I say pointing at her hip. She blushes
and nods as we walk to the elevator.

*****

Two hours later, Henry opens the door to the staging area as
Aiden yells, “Ten minutes late, Daisy!”

“Sorry Aiden but I found something in the ‘Burban I needed
to bring to Hunter,” Henry calls, as Chase and I walk through the door.

Hunter’s face turns up with a grin as he sees Chase. He
stands to his feet, walking over without a word then slams his mouth to hers.
Chase pulls back, her hands stroking his cheeks. “I hear you have been in a
drought, baby,” she whispers against his lips.

“Aiden?” Hunter asks, not taking his eyes from Chase.

“Twenty six minutes,” Aiden mutters rolling his eyes.

Hunter lifts her into his arms without a word. Then walks
back into the little changing room, making Chase giggle, slamming the door
behind them with his foot. Gray is sitting on a bar stool drinking a beer,
watching my every move. His eyes darken as the rake over my body. The short
black dress that I have on has a zipper running from top to bottom that matches
my silver open toed heels. Holding up his finger, he spins it gesturing for my
usual floor show spin. And, as usual, I get that delicious growl of approval.
“Get that ass over here,” Gray’s voice making me melt as always.

Slowly, I walk across the room to him, swinging my hips with
every step stopping just out of his reach. “Did you miss me today?” he asks,
holding his hand out to me. I nod, brushing my fingertips along his hand,
before entwining my fingers with his. Gray pulls me between his thighs where he
sits on the stool then presses his lips to mine. His tongue teasing my lips as
I slowly open for him. My hands slide up his bare arms to get into his hair as
his tongue slowly makes love to my mouth. Gray’s hands run down my sides
cupping my behind, pulling me against him so that he can deepen the kiss.