Indulgence (83 page)

I can hear shouting from the other side of the door. Henry
is arguing with someone. “You can’t just fuckin’ walk in here making orders.
They fired you! Who do you think you are?” The door flies open making me pull back
from Grayson to meet a fuming Henry glaring at Tad and Landon, as they walk
into the room as if they owned it.

Tad sits on the stool next to Gray with a huge smile. “How’s
it goin’, newlyweds?” he asks cockily.

I can feel Grayson’s grip tighten around me as he pulls my
back flush against his chest. “You were terminated with good reason this time
Tad. You need to get the fuck out before we involve the police,” Gray bites out
venomously.

Landon walks over to Tad’s side with his head bowed. “Landon
and I are here to visit our dear friend Daisy. She has quite the interesting
past with Landon here. It’s rather entertaining.”

“We know all about the videos you have, Tad,” I stammer
uncomfortably.

“Well, then you’ll have no problem putting us back to work
then. I’d hate for those to get in the wrong hands. Someone could see so much
of you Mrs. Cole.” The hate for me dripping off of his every word.

Gray shoves me behind him, getting right up in Tad’s face.
“You do it, motherfucker, I’ll make you wish you were dead,” he snaps, turning
to Landon. “You. Man, you were her fiancé, she fuckin’ loved you. Then you let
this shit go on? You deserve to rot in hell with this bastard for letting him
tape you having sex with Daisy.”

A roar echoes through the room, then it all seems to be
running in slow motion. Hunter barrels through the room, knocking Tad to the
ground, his fist connecting with Tad’s jaw with a loud snap. Tad goes limp,
nearly instantly, but Hunter keeps hitting him again and again. The thumping
and crashing of Hunter’s fist against Tad’s face mixing with shouting and
screaming from Hunter. “Henry!” Aiden shouts. “He’ll kill him. Make him stop!”

Henry pulls Hunter off, shoving him against the wall. Hunter
is kicking wildly trying to get back at Tad. “Let me go, Henry, I’ll kill that
Motherfucker. What the hell did Daisy do to anyone to deserve this shit? Let me
go!”

Landon kneels over Tad, worry etched all over his face.
“Tad? Are you alright? Say something…” he asks sweetly.

“Are you fuckin’ kiddin’ me?” I scream, shoving away from
Gray and Aiden. “After everything that he did you’re going to sit here and
worry that
he
is okay? Get a goddamn grip, Landon! You’re so weak. I
can’t believe I didn’t see it before.” Grabbing my hand, Gray tries to calm me
down but right now, it doesn’t do a whole lot of good. “You promised me things,
Landon, all the while you were sneaking around behind my back with him,” I
shout pointing to Tad who is starting to groan in pain.

“Actually, I was sneakin’ around behind his back with you.
Tad caught me then used the videos against me,” he murmurs as Tad’s eyes open.
“I was never supposed to take another woman without him. I had to have you
though, Daisy. I nearly destroyed three years with Tad for a shot with you.”

“I wasn’t enough for you though, Landon,” I whisper.

“No,” he says, shaking his head sadly. “You weren’t. I
wished so many times that you could be, but I always found myself going back to
Tad. I need to give over the control. I needed you both so badly. I could never
choose between the two of you. I still fucking want you, Daisy.”

“You did though, Landon,” Gray says angrily. “By doing this,
you did choose.”

“You don’t know everything. Although, I doubt it matters
anymore. I don’t have anything to make her want to stay with me now.”

Landon doesn’t say another word. He lifts Tad to his feet,
wraps an arm around him. We all watch as they walk out of the room.

“Alright, now that that’s over, we have a show to do in
seven minutes,” Aiden says, exhaling loudly. “Hopefully without any more
drama.”

I kiss Gray’s cheek then walk over to where Henry is
whispering something to Hunter. Leaning up on my toes, I kiss Hunter’s cheek.
“Has Gray’s wife told you she’s loves the hell outta his best friends?” I ask.
A smile spreads across his face, as I lean into kiss his cheek again. “You
really are a good guy. Thank you,” I whisper then walk over and kiss Gray’s
lips. “I love you. See you stage left.” With that, I grab Chase’s hand and
leave the room before I do something totally girly like cry.

Two Blurred Lines

The concert goes off without a hitch making Aiden a very
happy man. Chase drags Hunter off, to God only knows where, as soon as he hits
the edge of the stage with no objections. With Henry and Aiden heading to a bar
to unwind, it leaves me alone with Gray in our hotel suite. Of course, he
barely gets the door locked before pulling the zipper of my dress down exposing
nothing but skin. “I stared at you all night in this dress, baby. If I’d known
there was nothing under it…”

“Well now that you know, what’re you gonna do about it?” I
ask. His hands slide back up grabbing my breasts, his fingers rolling my
nipples into hard points.

“Ow, damn,” I groan when he leans down sucking one into his
mouth.

“That hurt?”

“I’m fine. Just be gentle, baby,” I whisper when he lifts me
into his arms walking us down the hall to our temporary bedroom for almost an
entire week.

*****

Three days later, we are sitting at a diner we have declared
as the only place we will eat in this damn town. It has a breakfast bar with
unlimited amounts of bacon; so Hunter pouts like a baby if we even suggest
somewhere else. Chase is leaving tomorrow morning to go back to Vegas.
According to her, Cam has agreed to go out with Luke on a date tomorrow night and
she is determined to be there for that.

“You realize that shit cannot happen right?” she says
picking at her eggs. “We can’t let her date anyone! She belongs with Aiden.”

“You know, maybe this will be a good thing,” I whisper so
that Aiden can’t hear me. “She realizes no one is like Aiden… I mean, the only
reason she said yes is because of the pictures we send of him at the meet ‘n’
greets,” I say with a grin. Ever since we left Vegas, I’ve been tormenting Cam
with picture messages showing Aiden with groupies. She is a total mess.
According to Luke, she was at the shop when she got one while helping him with
inventory and snapped a pen in half. Of course, Luke knows that her heart
belongs to Aiden but that doesn’t mean he is any less blind to the fact that she’s
a gorgeous, sorta single woman who is right under his nose. I mean he is a man
after all.

Aiden sits down at the table slamming his phone down. “If
she fuckin’ thinks she can date some guy then I’m going to show her a thing or
two. Daisy, I’ll fuck him up if he does my girl.”

Our eyes dart to Aiden’s, “How did you know?” I ask.

“She sent me a text. We’ve been talkin’ some. So, when I
asked her why she didn’t come with Chase that was the response. She’s helpin’
out someone named Luke at his tattoo parlor, or some shit, then they’re goin’
out for dinner tomorrow.”

Chase laughs, “Aiden, he’s my brother. “Cam is pissed about
you moving on. Luke said she’s jealous as hell but won’t act on it. He won’t
take advantage of the situation. Cam’s yours, we all know that.”

“Everyone ‘cept Cam,” he huffs.

Hunter sits beside me with a plate overflowing with bacon,
making me roll my eyes. “That is so nasty. You don’t eat anything other than
meat, unless you count the occasional french fry,” I wrinkle up my nose as my stomach
rolls.

Grabbing a piece of bacon, Hunter shoves it under my nose.
“Babe, nothin’ better than sinkin’ your teeth into some juicy delicious…” The
smell hitting my nostrils makes my stomach lurch. Shoving around Hunter I run
for the bathroom. Ignoring Gray’s shouting, I dive into the stall throwing up
what little I have eaten.

One of his strong hands is holding my hair up, while the
other strokes my back. “Are you alright, Daisy?” Gray asks concerned. I try to
answer but my stomach lurches again, tears stinging my eyes. My chest heaving
as I try to catch my breath. Once I am sure there is nothing left in my stomach
to lose, I try standing to my feet. I wobble, making Gray grab me by the waist.
“Shit baby,” he says, sitting me on the sink where he takes a wet paper towel
to my face. “We’re going back to the hotel now. You need to go to bed.”

I shake my head. “No, I’m fine now, really. I think the
diner food just doesn’t sit well with me. Maybe I need to lay off it for a few
days is all,” I say, shakily standing on my feet. “Just give me a minute, I’ll
be back out once I rinse my mouth out.” He kisses my forehead then walks out of
the bathroom heading back to the table.

I splash cold water over my face, my eyes meeting the
mirror. I know I’m not catching a bug I don’t look sick or pale. I just look
flushed. “Thought you could use this.” I turn to see Chase standing in the door
way with my bag.

“Thanks.” Grabbing my bag from her I pull out my toothbrush
and toothpaste.

“So. You better now?” she asks watching me brush my teeth in
the mirror.

I nod. “Yeah. I’m good, just greasy ass diner food and all,”
I mutter then spit.

“Honey, we’ve been eatin’ this shit all week. You even
longer. How long have you been on tour with the guys?” she asks crossing her
arms over her chest.

“Um, six weeks maybe?” I shrug then shove my stuff back into
my bag. “Why?”

She eyes me up then shakes her head, “No reason.”

Without another word, we walk back out to the table where
everyone is finishing up their food. I sit down between Gray and Hunter as
everyone eyes me cautiously. “What?” I shout. “I have been eating like shit for
weeks, I was bound to have it kick my ass eventually. Stop looking at me like
I’ve got the plague. I’m fine!”

“Holy shit!” Hunter says with a laugh. “Is it that special
time?”

“Fuck you,” I choke out, my eyes burning as I push back
tears.

“Damn you’re emotional,” he says patting my arm. “Sorry
babe. Just fuckin’ with ya,” Hunter says sweetly.

“I’m fine,” I reply, looking at Chase who looks as sick as I
felt earlier.

“Hey, how ‘bout we go shopping today, Daisy?” she blurts.
“We can meet the guys later before the show.”

“I don’t think you should, baby,” Gray says, squeezing my
hand. “You should go rest since you aren’t feeling well. You’ve been off the
last couple days.”

My mind is whirling as it all adds up in my head. Six weeks
on tour, no ‘special time’. I’m emotional, puking, and fuck me six weeks? That
would mean I’m over three weeks late. “Um… No I’m fine. I think that Chase has
a great idea. She has to leave soon to go back to Vegas and we need some more
girl time.” Leaning into him, I press my lips to his cheek. “We’ll just leave
from here and take a cab,” I say, shooing Chase up from her chair before any of
the guys have an opportunity to argue. “Love you.” I sing out, blowing kisses
to Gray then hurry Chase out the door.

“I’m not pregnant,” I bite out the moment we are settled
into a cab.

“I didn’t say anything,” Chase says with a smirk while taps
into her phone.

“Who the hell are you talking to?” I ask fumbling to grab
her phone.

“Camaron. Do you really think we can do this without
involving her?”

The phone rings making her giggle then hits speaker. “Hello
Cam, darling, we have a tiny situation,” Chase says with a nervous giggle.

“A fuckin’ baby isn’t a tiny situation,” I bite out.

“It is tiny…” Cam says. “Sweets you shoulda just sucked his
dick.”

“Do you not get the seriousness of this situation!” I yell
at the phone. “I’m over three weeks late! I’m on the pill!” I scream as if that
makes it any less true that this is happening. “If I’m pregnant the baby could
be Landon’s. The last time we had sex was the night the tour started,” I blurt
as the cab pulls over. I barely make it out before I throw up onto the street,
none of it having to do with possible morning sickness.

Cam is booking a flight to be here tomorrow, Chase is
rescheduling hers, and here I am in a pharmacy, shopping in the family planning
aisle. Not exactly the shopping trip I had planned today but here I am buying
thirteen pregnancy tests. “Why are you buying so many?” Chase asks as I swipe
my debit card.

“Because they aren’t one hundred percent accurate,” I reply
shaking my head. “Although, it looks like my fuckin’ birth control wasn’t
either.”

Chase grabs the bag and we walk out to the street to grab
another cab. “Listen, the guys think we’re shopping. So I say we sneak to the
arena parking lot, get on that damn bus so you can pee in a cup for us to dunk
these fuckers. Once we know for sure we’ll deal with it babe.”

A tear rolls down my face once I slide into the cab. “What
am I going to tell Gray? It could be Landon’s. God I’ve fucked everything up,”
I sob into my hands.

“Let’s just find out if you even are pregnant. Then we worry
about what to tell the guys. Chances are, though, it would be Gray’s anyway,
babe. You have to believe that. The odds are in your favor here if you look at
quantity. From what you told me, Landon was brushin’ you off but Gray was
tappin’ that ass like a frat boy at a keggar.”

Chase tells the driver the name of the arena then we are on
our way. The parking lot is pretty empty when we pull up next to the bus. I
nearly get sick again at the sight of the SUV parked by the back doors; I know
they are deep in practice mode right now. Luckily, since we are back on the bus
tomorrow night, Henry has it airing out while the guys practice inside the
arena today so it’s unlocked.

After grabbing a cup and doing my business Chase and I are
dipping stick after stick then laying them on the shelf to wait. My phone rings
making me jump as I pace up and down the aisle. “Hello?”