Facing Me, page 15
Walking up to the door of the suite I share with Chase and Luke, the door flies open before I can grab my key from my pocket. Luke walks out, followed by Chase, pulling their rolling suitcases behind them. “Hey guys, gimmie twenty minutes and I’ll walk down with you. We’re dropping you two at the airport before we head to the bus.” I ramble.
Luke looks at me, with a sad smile. “Listen Cammie, we’ve had fun. Our flight leaves in a couple hours, we’re just gonna take a taxi. I already called them, they’re waiting downstairs now.”
Chase’s face is puffy, her eyes red and splotchy from crying. The broken expression on her face rips at my heartstrings; I don’t know if I want to hug her or find out if I need to remove Hunter’s balls. Chase isn’t the type of person to scream and cry into her ice cream and tell me everything. No, she bottles it all up, dealing with it all herself. I watch her face, trying to catch anything that would tell me if something happened between her and Hunter. I would bet, though, something happened; either last night or this morning that has her running without telling him goodbye. I nod, silently, planning my revenge on a bacon loving, microphone slinging bastard. Once I find out why, I will be killing him. I can always bring Daisy in on this too, beating Cunter’s ass would cheer her up and get her mind off of Tad for a bit. Win, win situation if I say so myself. “Chase, you okay Sweets? Do I need to choke him with his mic stand?” I ask when she walks over and gives me a hug goodbye.
“I’m fine, can’t expect a leopard to change his spots, right?” she hiccups, telling me that she is anything but.
I nod, “You’re a shit liar.” I murmur, hugging her hard, knowing she is hiding shit from me and probably even Luke. “Call me later. I’ll miss the hell outta you babe.”
Pulling away, I grab Luke’s hand with both of mine. “I don’t like goodbyes, you know?” I choke out, pushing back the tears. I’ve had so few really great people in my life that I don’t like letting any of them go. Of course I love Aiden and I can’t leave him. It would be like cutting out my heart to leave him behind. Even if I know this is how it has to be; it isn’t making it any easier to watch Chase and Luke go.
Luke hugs me tight, kissing the top of my head. “Cammie, I’m a phone call and an airplane ride away. You’re apartment above the shop isn’t going anywhere. Along with a job, if you ever need it.” He squeezes my hand. “You don’t need any of that though, Cammie. You’ve found you’re place, here. Aiden’s the one” He says surely. When I drop my gaze to my feet, he pulls my chin up, forcing me to meet his eyes. “He is Cammie and you know it too. You know what else? I’m glad I got to see it; it gives me hope that I’ll find mine someday.” He kisses my cheek and walks away. I watch from the doorway of our suite as Chase and Luke disappear onto the elevator. The doors closing in finality, but I know Luke is right. Aiden is the one. “Luke, you’ll find yours. She better be amazing because I don’t think anyone will ever be good enough for you.” I mutter, shutting the door to my suite. Luke tended to me while I was weak, like a baby bird. He helped me flourish, finding my way back to where I belong: with Aiden. He was there for me when I needed him, never asking anything in return but my friendship. Men like that are few and far between. I only hope that he finds someone worthy of that; because if she isn’t, I’ll be his protective sister from another mister, standing with Chase ready to boot her ass to the curb.
Chapter Eleven
Take Him Down A Peg Or Two.
*Camaron*
After taking the fastest shower humanly possible, I pack up my stuff, and send a text to Henry to round up everyone. Our added security should be downstairs waiting with Tuesday. I try pushing Chase’s tear stained face from my thoughts, but even as I make lists on my phone and set reminders, her face keeps lingering in my mind. Scrolling through my phone, I send a text to Daisy.
Cunter made Chase cry, heads R gonna roll!
I hit send, grab my bags then head to elevator. By the time I make it down to the lobby, I’m seething. She was leaving today, he couldn’t even make last night good for her? Shit, why do men screw everything up! Though it seems, I’m not the only one. Daisy stands, leaning against the wall, arms across her chest, glaring daggers at Hunter. He looks like a kicked puppy. Slumped in a chair next to Aiden, Hunter refuses to make eye contact with anyone. I almost feel sorry for him…almost. My heels click across the tile floor of the lobby; Daisy’s eyes turn to me, and she grins.
“Where’s our girl?” She asks once I reach her. “I want her to watch while we kill him nice and slow.” Cracking her knuckles, she turns her wicked grin on Hunter, who winces painfully. “Have anything to say for yourself, douche canoe?”
Pulling his hood over his head, Hunter just shakes his head. “They should be boarding their plane soon.” I mutter sadly, exhaling loudly. “Well, we’re on a time crunch this week, no groupies will get within thrusting distance of him for a while.” I wink at Hunter. “Sorry Sweets, for the next bit it’s just you and your hand.”
“What the hell is the problem with all the pussy today?” He snaps. “I’ve gotten my head bitten off more times than I can count today. Even by my favorite baby momma.” He pouts, looking at Daisy. “I’m so hurt. I thought what we had was special.”
“Sorry, babe, chicks before dicks and right now I’m thinkin’ you’re king dick.” I toss out, “Did you think throwing her away would work?”
Hunter’s eyes meet mine, angrily. “You don’t know anything. Leave it alone.” He growls.
Daisy blows him a kiss with her middle finger, Gray chuckles and wraps his arms around her. “I’m starting to rethink your nickname Cunter. Can’t really call you a cunt, you lack warmth and depth.”
“Cam!” I turn, catching Tuesday walk through the door with guy built like a Mack truck. He isn’t as tall as Henry, by any means, but I see him giving anyone a hard time in a fight that’s for sure. “This is Dominick, he will be helping Henry out with the security and, well, whatever it is you need him to do.”
I shake his hand while sizing him up inside my head. Dominick is well over six foot tall, red hair pulled back in a ponytail, and tree trunk arms that he immediately crosses back over his chest. It’s a total Henry style move, which sets me at ease. “Hi, I’m Camaron,” I say, proceeding to introduce him to everyone else. He seems to be a good fit, but only time will tell. Henry starts going over procedure; explaining how things go for certain situations before bringing him up to speed on Tad.
Aiden jumps up from his chair, grabbing his duffle. “Alright, time to head out. We need to be on the bus in half an hour if we are going to stay on our timeline.” He says with a smile, taking my hand in his.
“He’s right,” Tuesday says, looking at her watch. “You just call me if you need anything Cam; see you guys in a few days.” Turning, she waves and walks out the front doors toward the street.
Walking out to the ‘Burban, Daisy looks at Dominick, “Dominick, get yourself ready for the rough and rowdy of Shaft on tour.” She teases.
He chuckles, helping Henry toss bags into the back. “Call me Dom; rough and rowdy is my middle name,” He winks. “I think I’ll be able to handle whatever they throw at me.”
My eyes meet Daisy’s and we both roar with laughter; the guys all just look at us like we’ve gone mad. “We won’t be calling you Dom.” Daisy giggles, winking at Aiden who just blushes.
“Yeah, I think we’ll just call you Mack.” I reply, Aiden’s eyes meet mine, instantly heating as they roam over my body. I blush and turn my attention back to the others.
“Oh yeah, how come?” Dominick asks, slamming the rear access to the SUV.
“Because you’re built like a damn truck,” Daisy giggles, nodding at me in approval. I love how well she and I can read each other; I realize how much I missed her. “I get it Cam and I love it!” She claps, climbing in the seat next to Gray. “It’s about time we have another girl back on the bus.” I bump her fist once I slide in beside Aiden. Curling into his side I relax, while Henry steers through the traffic.
Before I know it, we pull up next to the bus. The Big Bitch, as we so affectionately refer to our home away from hotels; sits in the empty lot of the stadium the boys played in the other night. “I came here earlier this morning to air her out.” Henry says, lifting the rear access to unload bags. “Once we get this shit loaded, man, I’ll get you to help me secure the ‘Burban on the racks. That way we can pull it.” He says to Mack.
“Sure thing.” Mack replies.
“This time tomorrow, you boys will be doing a sound check in Macon.” I say proudly.
Hunter runs around the side of the ‘Burban. “Macon?” He shouts in surprise. “We are going to Macon! Frack my frock and bind me to the bed in bacon until morning.” Grabbing my waist, Hunter spins me in a circle, “I knew you and that tease, Tuesday, loved me. Macon rhymes with bacon. Oh, I’m going to sing a song about eating bacon in Macon; while I bury my face in some Georgia peach flavored pussy.”
“There will be no flavored anything for you.” I scowl, shoving him away. “I’m still mad at you, asshole. Chase won’t tell me why she was crying, but I know you screwed something up and hurt her. She should’ve put your balls in a vise.”
Pain flashes across his face before he masks it, making me question a lot more now. Something definitely happened; but obviously it wasn’t as one-sided as I originally thought. Chase wouldn’t have ended things between them would she? I’m so confused, emotion bubbling up, tears stinging my eyes. I was so angry with him, but now I just don’t know. “Sorry, Hunter, I’m out of line.” I choke out, without another word I walk up the steps onto the bus.
I shove down the aisle, into Daisy and Gray’s room. “What the hell?” Daisy yelps, dropping her bag. “Cam,” she asks nervously, “you okay?” Walking over to the bed, Daisy sits down and pulls off her sandals. “Come on, we haven’t had a lot of time to talk since you’ve been back.” She teases, waggling her eyebrows, “Aiden’s keeping you busy.”
I nod. “Yeah, things are good between Aiden and me. Really good, actually,” I mutter blushing, “I’m sort of waiting for the other shoe to drop. Honestly, as soon as things are good for me, something bad always happens. I get a little taste of Heaven before Hell comes crashing down around me.”
“We aren’t even going to think about it.” Daisy says, firmly. “Everything is coming together for the guys, for you and Aiden, and the baby will be here soon enough.” She runs a hand along her belly lovingly. “I don’t want to even think of any crazy bullshit, or any asshole that is lurking about waiting to pounce on me.” The look in her eyes tells me that she has been thinking about all the things that can go wrong too, even if she won’t admit it. I also know that, even though she is playing it cool now, seeing Tad last night scared her more than she is willing to admit.
“Daisy,” I say, covering her hand with mine. “Tad is not getting anywhere near the baby or you. You’re not allowed to go anywhere alone until this shit is settled.” I explain, making sure she understands. “I mean it. If one of the guys isn’t with you, take Henry, or Mack. No discussion.”
“I had nightmares you know?” She mutters under her breath, meeting my eyes again. “Still do sometimes. He’s standing there with that bat.” Daisy shudders, gasping out a breath. “He keeps swinging, but no matter how fast the guys run for me, or how loud I scream, no one ever gets to me. I can still feel the wood slamming against my legs in my dreams.” Her voice is wavering, as she talks about that day. We had just left moments before, I felt so helpless when I heard what happened.
“Hey,” We look up to see Aiden standing just inside the doorway. “Big Man is ready to head out.” I nod, just as Dominick comes up behind him.
“You guys are big, bad rockers huh,” He teases, holding up a box, “who play scrabble? Did the ball and chain literally remove your balls, or did I just get on the wrong bus?”
Looking at Daisy, a smile spreads across my face. After all the drama since yesterday, we could all use some fun. Standing to my feet, I pull Daisy up with me. “Set up the board on the table Mack, we’re playin’ X-rated Scrabble!” Walking toward Aiden, I wink. “I hope you packed everything, Aiden. The bus may need a good scrub down again.”
“Big Man,” I call up to the front of the bus, once we are settled at the table. “You in as a judge for an X-rated scrabble match?”
“Anytime ladies,” He chuckles, “I can’t wait to see those guys out scrubbin’ the Big Bitch in neon cock cuddlers again. Hunter’s even has sequins on his pretty panties, this time around.”
Mack’s eyes widen, looking up at Daisy and me once he has the board set out. “I can’t wait to see this shit play out.”
“Great,” Gray says, sliding in the booth seat across from Daisy and me. “You can be a judge with Big Man and Aiden. Then there will be someone to break if a decision is tied.”
The bathroom door flies open, Hunter strolling up the aisle like he owns the place. “Well, it’s time to get my revenge. I’ve lost the last few bets. It’s time for a Chesterfield sweep bitches.” He whoops, flopping into the seat next to Gray.
“You mean you lost all of them, not just the last few.” Daisy teases, making me giggle. “You’ve never beaten me Cunter,” she winks, “and that’s not changin’ today.”
After our usual coin toss, Mack informs us that Daisy and I go first. "Not here a day yet," Hunter groans, scrunching his nose, "pussy whipped by unavailable twat already."
Daisy giggles, "Aw, Cunter, jealousy doesn't look good on you."
"You know what would?" He arches a brow at us, making Gray slap the back of his head.
"Watch it fucker," Aiden growls, hopping up onto the counter next to Mack, who is wedged into the corner. "Alright ladies, whatcha got?" He asks, winking at me.
My insides churn, the ache between my thighs pulses all with one look from Aiden and his brown eyes. His gaze locks on me as I fumble with my tiles making him chuckle. Working words in my head, I force myself to concentrate on the game and not on what Aiden could be doing to me instead. Grabbing five tiles; I place my letters on the board. "B-I-N-D-S? That's kinky as hell!" Mack says, shaking his head. "Whatcha think Henry?"
"Hell yeah, that counts Mack." He shouts from the driver seat. "Aiden, add that shit up and high five your girl for me." Henry chuckles, "Damn y'all, I've missed being on the Big Bitch."
Aiden fumbles with the paper and pen, scribbling down scores. "That's eight points for the ladies, your turn man." He says, pointing to Gray while I draw new tiles.
Gray doesn't hesitate; he lays down I-C-K below my D. Hunter laughs, "Grayson, how original. I mean your wife has more creative nicknames for your skin piston, but you put dick?”
Gray just grins, “It may be unoriginal, but it is worth nearly twice what their word got asshole.”
Hunter looks at Aiden who simply nods his agreement. Hunter looks over at us smugly. “Well ‘dick’ it is then. Go ahead ladies, no need to dick around.” He chuckles.
“Oh trust me, Cunter, I’ve got something for you.” Daisy says with an arrogant smile. “I was online the other night and this group on Facebook was talking about something I think you may find interesting.” Grabbing her tiles, she lines her word up with an enormous smile on her face. Leaning in real close, she meets his eyes and I can’t help but giggle at the word. “Do you know what the term ‘pegging’ means, Cunter? It’s a term your ass should be very familiar with.” She bites her lip, leaning back against the seat. Hunter looks around at all of us, waiting for someone to enlighten him on the terminology but no one does.
Daisy crosses her arms over her chest making Grayson chuckle. “Would someone tell me what the fuck it means?” Hunter asks in aggravation. No one says a word, not even Aiden, making me wonder if any of us even know what the term means. Grabbing his phone, Hunter’s thumbs move frantically. I watch in silence along with everyone else as he reads the search engine suggestions. Hunter’s eyes move from left to right, his mouth forming a hard line when he looks up at her making her giggle. “You think that’s funny?” He growls. “My favorite bacon buying baby momma wants to play dirty? Bring it on baby; I’m ready to wipe the scrabble board with your ass.”
I grab the phone from his hand, and burst into laughter, “So, according to this urban dictionary of his; pegging is when the chick rams a strap on up the guy’s ass.” I read aloud, then burst into giggles. “Is your ass familiar? Oh my god!” I heave, clutching my arms against my stomach as I double over laughing. Everyone joins in, except Hunter, who looks like he has sucked on something sour. Which, who knows, maybe he did.
“Am I missing something?” Mack asks curiously, looking at everyone who joins me in my laughing fit.
“Hell yeah you are.” Henry shouts. “Dumbass over here got a dildo to the ass unexpectedly at a truck stop a while back.” Henry laughs, “Funniest shit I’ve ever seen was when he ran out of that place like a man running from the hounds of hell.”
“That bitch was a hound from hell.” Hunter says sulking down in the seat. “I get my ass violated and you bastards think this shit is funny?” He pouts.
“Here Daisy,” Aiden says, handing her a red dry erase marker. “You had better make that blank tile a ‘g’ so there’s no confusion later. I’ll add up the score real quick.” He says, scribbling on the pad. “Damn, fourteen points, so that makes the score twenty-two to twelve. Ladies have the lead, guys you’re up.” Aiden adds, earning him both middle fingers from Gray.
Hunter fumbles with the marker on the table, drawing on the outside of his hand around his thumb. “Oh baby.” He chuckles, tossing the marker to the table. Flipping his hand around, he shows us the most ridiculous face. He has drawn eyes and big lips around his thumb and index finger. “Wanna give her a kiss y’all?” He teases, making kissy faces at his hand. “Later, she’ll wrap those red lips around my dick; she’s a handy woman to have on tour.”
