Facing Me (22 page)

“No, Sir, never,” I pant, loudly.

“I love that you’ve decided to go without panties tonight.”
He purrs. “If you don’t want anyone to hear us, you had better be quieter.”

“There is no way I can do that and you know it.” I reply
breathlessly.  His thumb circles my clit, making me see stars.  I’m
so desperate for him I don’t know if I care who hears me right now.  I can
only imagine the jokes from Cunter if they do hear anything. “I’ve never come
quietly with you Aiden.”

His free hand grips my ass hard, grinding my bare mound
against his straining cock. “Who said I’m letting you come Cam?” His crotch
thrusts against me, making me moan and writher against him, desperate for more.
“Greedy.” He chuckles, nipping at my bottom lip. “You’re so goddamn wet baby,
aching for me to fuck you and I will, but not yet.  We are going out there
like this.  While you’re watchin’ me play tonight, imagine how hard I am,
only for you.”

“Please, Aiden.” I whisper, his thumb circles me faster and
faster, then just stops.

“Cam, I love when you beg me baby, but you’ll let this ache
burn through your body until after the show.” He kisses me, biting at my
lip.  I moan at the bite of pain that fizzles into such bliss. “Imagine
how good it will feel when I slide into you Cam.  Your greedy pussy
clamping down on me while I fuck you hard, and baby, it will be very hard.” He
teases, his voice oozing sex and promise.  My knees wobble as I shudder
against him. “That’s right, you know how good it will be.” Aiden takes my mouth
with his, tongue sliding along mine, mimicking the movement of his finger still
inside me.  It glides in and out of me, giving me just a small taste of
what will be waiting for me after the show.

A tap on the door makes me jump, but Aiden simply pulls back
and rolls his eyes. “What?” He barks out. 

“Show time asshole, time to
Macon
those kittens purr.”
Hunter says with a laugh.

Aiden rolls his eyes again, but smiles while straightening my
skirt.  With a devilish grin, he slides his middle finger into his mouth,
tasting me. “Ready?” He asks with a wink.  I can barely nod before Aiden
opens the door and we head toward the stage.

“Aiden!  Oh, it’s Aiden!” A brunette in a ‘
Shaft
Approved’
shirt runs up through the crowd, managing to get past security,
and throws her arms around him, nearly knocking me into the wall. “Don’t you
remember me from last year baby?  I bet you taste as good as your brother
did.” She purrs, making me roll my eyes.

Hunter’s eyes appraise her, then he shrugs, not even
registering her.  Holy shit, does
he
even remember her? 
Aiden’s eyes flit to mine in desperation, his hands balling at his sides. 
Her fake tits, plastered to his chest, those slut red painted lips headed
straight for his. 
Oh, hell no, you don’t, bitch. 
Everyone
else is watching, eyes darting between the three of us.  Yanking my arm
from Aiden’s, I shove her against the wall. “Better check yourself and your
crab infested thunder cunt, because I won’t repeat myself.” Pointing to Aiden,
I glare at her. “He’s mine, and only mine.  Get handsy again and the only
thing you’ll be swallowing is your teeth.” Without waiting for her reply, I
release her and slam into Aiden, claiming his mouth.  My tongue dives
inside when he moans.  Wrapping my arms around his neck, I forget about
everyone watching my very public display of affection.  Aiden’s tongue
glides against mine, his erection pounding against my thigh through his
zipper.  There may be no time for sex, but there is plenty of time to show
these groupies, who are desperate for any piece of the guys they can get, that
Aiden is no longer in play.

Pulling back breathlessly, I smirk at Aiden. “Have a good
show, Sir.” I whisper, teasing him further.

“Damn,” Aiden mutters, gathering his wits.  Pulling me
back against him he glares at me. “That’ll cost you later baby.  I’m
planning to make sure you ache just as much as I am right now.”

“I’m looking forward to it.  Now, go rock Macon.” I turn
and bump Daisy’s fist while the guys just stare silently at me.

“That’s the Cam I’ve missed!” Daisy squeals. “Never lock that
bitch up.  I totally need your tough, sassy bitch to help me keep the
tainted twat away from our guys.” She adds, glaring at the chick that is now
being led away by security.

“Oh, I’m not going anywhere.” I say, tossing a wink at Aiden.
“I’m all about the sass and definitely not afraid to beat some ass when it
comes to my man.” I shrug, ending the conversation as we walk up the ramp.

“Sorry about that ma’am.” The guard shouts as he hoists her
into his arms and starts down the hall. “I guess one got through our
barrier.” 

“Ineffective protection can ruin more than just your day.”
Henry chuckles.

“That’s what she said!” Hunter roars, effectively cutting the
tension of the moment and making us all laugh the entire way to stage left.

Taking my place on a stool, I watch Aiden run out on stage
with the guys.  He rips his shirt over his head, flinging it into the
crowd.  They jump around on the stage, pumping up the audience for what is
to come tonight.  The guys are finally where they belong; headlining a
show.  Girls scream when Aiden climbs behind his drums and immediately
begins thumping out the beat. “Put your tongues back in your mouths ladies, little
brother is taken.  Bitch has made it
very
clear that he is hers.”
Hunter scolds into the mic, before winking at me. “But, I’m not.” Earning him
screams, which only fuels his crazy ass. “Oh baby, I can make you scream
louder,” he coos to a chick in the crowd, “I’ll need a condom, some lube, and
to be buried in those crazy ass tits of yours.” He thrusts his hips against the
mic stand, making me roll my eyes. “Damn, it’s great to be in Macon, even if
you fuckers didn’t name it for bacon.  I bet you ladies all taste like
Georgia peaches though.”

Gray’s guitar screams, drowning out the screams of the
crowd.  Looking over, Hunter flips Gray off in clear view for the crowd to
see. “Well, alright, let’s give it up for the cock-blocker of the tour, Grayson
Cole.  Just because you dicks are tappin’ the same twats every night
doesn’t mean that I am.” He shrugs, but even when he is making jokes I can see
something is off about him tonight.  His heart isn’t in to the shit he is
saying.  Does that mean that Hunter is just playing a role? “Let’s do
this, bite your lips you sexy bitches, Shaft is gonna make you scream!” He
shouts into the mic, launching them into their first song of the night, ‘
Armor’
.

Aiden is in his element.  With every slam of his foot on
the pedal, to the fury of his hands wielding his sticks, it’s
mesmerizing.  Sweat glistens across his chest, the ink visible on his
body, calling to me to touch, to taste.  I cross my legs attempting to
ease the ache while I sit next to Daisy, unable to take my eyes from
Aiden.  Between songs he adjusts himself, winking at me letting me know
that he is affected too.  Song after song, he rolls seamlessly,
controlling each shift in rhythm; every beat is flawless.

“Camaron,” Henry says tapping my shoulder.  I turn meeting
his eyes, hard green orbs bore into me, his shades perched on top of his head.
“Jackson Reed and his assistant somehow got back stage.” He says, frustration
radiating off of him in waves. “Should we have them escorted out, or would you
rather speak with them personally?”

“You’re asking me?” I ask, unable to hide my shock.  I
know Henry, and he would be more than happy to dispose of them without me ever
of having known they were here.

“If it were anyone other than you I wouldn’t even ask.” He says
seriously. “Don’t mean I have to like it, because I don’t.  Don’t trust
the shady bastard either.”  He adds.

I can’t say, honestly, that I disagree there either.  I
already had a meeting scheduled in a few days to meet with them in
Nashville.  Why would he catch me off guard, unless he is up to
something?  The fact that he is trying to catch me unprepared isn’t lost
on me.

I look over to Aiden, who is lost in the song while Gray and
Hunter are nearly battling it out on stage; finally, I look to Daisy who just
nods. “Henry put them in staging.  After the guys are done, you take them
to the bus while Mack hangs back with me.”

“I don’t like this shit and you know it.” He grounds out.

“Neither do I, but we have enough to deal with.  At
least if I hear Jackson out, and tell him we owe him nothing, it will be
over.  Now won’t it?”

“Men like that don’t just walk away easily.  Do you
really think a simple ‘no’ will be enough for him?” Henry huffs angrily.

“It will have to be, that’s all he’s getting, Big Man. 
Now, please, put them in the staging room before the guys see them.” I plead,
knowing that I don’t need to add breaking up a fight to the list of things to
do tonight.

Henry’s mouth presses into a hard line.  I can imagine
him counting to ten in his head. “You want me to just
not
tell the guys
about this, huh?  So where
are you and what
are
you supposed to be doing then Cam?  Tell me that.”

“Listen, shit
has to get handled, that’s my job.” I say dropping to my feet from the
stool.  Big mistake, I don’t even come up to Henry’s chest; I’m not very
convincing, even now. “This would go bad if they came in guns blazing. 
Honestly, that’s probably what Jackson is expecting too, but it will just be
me.”

“Us,” Daisy
corrects, “Mack will be there if it gets too heated right?  Piece of cake
Big Man.”

My eyes fly to
Daisy’s, “You’re not coming with me.”

“The hell if I’m
not.” She snaps. “You see my shirt bitch, we’re in this together.  I’ve
dealt with
Jackoff
before; I’m more than prepared for this.”

“I still don’t
like it, but fine.” Henry says, obviously figuring out neither of us are
budging on the subject. “I’ll have them waiting in the staging for you ladies,
with Mack.” Dropping his shades back over his eyes, he walks over and
disappears out the stage doors.

Panic Button

*Aiden*

“That’s all for
us Macon, you’ve worn us out!” Hunter shouts, gesturing to Gray, “Here’s the
spooner with a loooove song.”

Waving Hunter
on, I adjust my dick for the hundredth time.  This waiting until after the
show bullshit has backfired on me big time.  Thinking of Cam, panty-less
and waiting on that stool has my dick ready to stamp holes in metal. 
Telling off that chick, only to slam into me and kiss me so hard, I think my
hard-on will never go down no matter how long I fuck her.  I give Gray a
nod, letting him know that I’m ready to help him out on this song and he grabs
the mic. “Now, I heard this song the other day and after talkin’ to Aiden we’ve
put our own spin on it.  We’ll see whatcha think” I count out the beat
while Gray begins to sing ‘
Like I Am
’ by
Rascal Flatts
.

The words of a
man so in love but feels nowhere near good enough for her, hits home for me
just as much as Gray.  After talking with him at practice, about how he
had to face himself head on and realize he didn’t just want to take that leap
with Daisy, he couldn’t live life without her.  Throwing fear aside, he
let her in and says he wouldn’t change a thing.  His words echo in my head
to the beat of my sticks on the toms.

‘
Aiden, I’m not
worthy of the love Daisy gives me, probably never will be, but I’m too damn
selfish to ever give her up.  It’s my goal in life to make her fall in
love with me over and over again, every day.  To watch that beautiful
woman laugh, cry, or crawl into my lap just to touch my ink, all while I get to
watch my baby grow inside of her.  Damn, man, I’d do it all over
again.  Every horrible minute with Landon and Tad, the fear she would run
back to him; all of it just to have her waiting on the other side looking at me
like that.  The sweetest gift I’ve ever been given in my life is my
Wildflower looking at me like I’m the only man she’s ever loved.’

Gray ends the
song, for the first time in years I shove my sticks in my back pocket instead
of tossing them to the crowd.  The minute I step down from my kit, she
comes into view.  My girl, my Cam.  Everything else fades to black, I
see nothing but her.  It all clicks into place as I cup her face in my
hands.  Without a word, I slam my mouth to hers.  Her sweet taste shreds
me to tatters but at the same time puts me completely back together.  The
ache I felt at nearly losing her, the joy of having her back in my arms. 
No doubt, I’d go through it all again, for her.

“I love you.” I
whisper against her lips.  Cam sighs, smiling against my mouth, her
fingers running along the stubble on my head.  The feeling so comforting,
I could curl up and spend days doing nothing else. 

Pulling back I
smile down at her, happier than I think I’ve ever been in my life. 
Finally knowing I have what I need.  I need, Camaron to have my name, be
my wife, and spend my life, with the guys helping me chase away the little
assholes that will be sniffing after the daughters I hope to have one
day.  No doubt they will be as beautiful as Cam.

“Come on baby,
we’ve gotta talk.” I say taking her hand. 

Cam’s face
falls, before she plasters a fake ass smile on for me. “I need a few
minutes.  Go ahead back to the bus and shower, I’ll be there soon. 
Mack will be with us.”

“What’s up?” I ask,
knowing something is going on that I don’t know about. 

“Nothing, just
have some shit to manage is all.” She assures me, kissing my lips. “I won’t
even be half an hour, promise, and then I’m all yours.”

Cam’s body
tenses, and I can feel her unsteady heartbeat, letting me know that something
is definitely going on, but I try to let it go knowing that what I want to say
doesn’t need to be said while having an argument about how she does her
job.  “Yeah, alright, then you’ll tell me what’s going on too.” I reply,
arching my pierced brow at her. “You forget how well I can read you Cam. Don’t
hide shit from me, I always know when you are.” Turning to Mack, I glare at
him. “She’s my life.  She leaves your sight; I’ve got no problem endin’
yours.” Pointing to Gray, I continue. “He feels the same, you get me?” I bite
out as serious as a heart attack.  Everyone’s eyes widen, but Mack only
nods, smoothing his hand over his hair.

“Yeah, I feel
you bro.”

I kiss Cam
again, hard and fast, before walking down the ramp to where Hunter, Gray and
Henry are waiting. “This is bullshit.” I mutter shoving the door open.

“They’ve got
jobs to tend to, go shower lover boy.  Next time, get off before the
show.” Hunter teases, clapping me on the back.

“You want that
chick put through security?” Henry asks Hunter as we pass the now closed
staging room door.

“No,” Hunter
sighs loudly, “morning after the
‘Rock
For A
Cure
Fest’
is over I’m hoppin’ a plane to Vegas.  Can’t do this shit over
the phone and well…” He trails off

“Well what?”
Henry asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

Hunter stops;
his hand on the handle of the door to the bus.  He drops his head, “I
gotta set some shit right,
that’s
what.”

“Well, damn”
Gray blurts.

Hunter just
shrugs, flinging the door open.  I follow the guys up the steps just as
Hunter walks into the kitchen, grabbing the vodka from the freezer. “That’s why
I’m going.” He takes a long swig. “At least, then, Chase will hear it from me,
in person; what she does then is up to her.”

“I’m glad you’re
fightin’ for her man.” I say, proudly clapping him on the back.

He takes another
swig from the bottle, “Yeah, last thing I fought for turned out to be worth it,
so why not?”  Something breaks away in his expression and for the first
time I see a genuine smile on his face.  Not one of the ‘
horny, asshole
front man sex grins’
. “I’ll tell Cam you’re in the shower.” He says shoving
around me to slump into his chair.

Walking down the
aisle, I head to the bathroom hoping a shower will clear my thoughts.  I
gotta figure out what to say to Cam.  The only talk of marriage we had
seemed to make her uneasy.  Her shrieking ‘No’ made me chuckle at the
time, but now it makes me nervous.  If I even mention the idea, will she
freak out?  Well, lately Hunter’s advice has been pretty good shit so I’m
going with it.  I’ll fight for what I want, and once she knows how I feel
what she does with it is up to her.

*Camaron*

“You ready to do
this?” Mack asks Daisy and me outside the closed staging room door.

“Are the guys
gone?” Daisy asks, nervously

“Yep,” Mack
nods, checking his phone. “Big Man just sent a text sayin’ they’re secure on
the bus.”

“Alright, then
let’s do this.  The sooner we hear him out, the faster we can tell him to
go to hell.” I sigh, turning the knob opening the door. “Wait outside the door,
Mack.” I add, “Under no circumstances do you let anyone in.” He nods. 
Taking a breath I force my head up and walk in the room with Daisy following
behind.

Jackson is
sitting on the couch like he owns the place, another man is pacing behind him.
“Ladies,” Jackson exclaims, standing to shake our hands. “This is my assistant,
Dustin.” He gestures to the other man. “Dustin, you’ve not officially met
Camaron and Daisy.”

Dustin looks up
meeting my eyes, instantly he looks familiar but I can’t quite place him.
“We’ve had to have met somewhere before, usually I’m good with faces and
names.” I force a smile when he shakes my hand, still trying to place where I
know him from.

“Something isn’t
right about this.” I mutter to Daisy as we sit.

“No shit
Sherlock.” She mumbles back, as we both try to keep smiles on our faces.

“Dustin has
drawn up some paperwork of what we felt was a fair settlement.” Jackson begins.
“You see, I put this all together and I get nothing from it.  Kinda
unfair, don’t you think?” He asks, handing me a folder.

“Listen, you
left the tour with no notice after giving an unreasonable ultimatum. 
Shaft owes you nothing.” Daisy grits out, clenching her fingers into fists in
her lap.

“It’s rather unprofessional,
the way you just up and left the tour as you did.” I add with a shrug,
“Although, so is showing up at a concert you were not invited to when we had
already agreed to meet in Nashville in a few days.”

“Well, there’s
been a few developments, I’m sure you’ll understand our need to rush this
along.” Dustin snarls at me.  Realization spreads through my mind as I
recognize his ticking jaw line from the video tape.  Tossing the folder to
the floor, I jump to my feet.

“You!” I shout,
“
it
was you that wrecked the bus!” His frame is
slightly off, but I’m sure of it now by the look on his face. “I saw the
security tape from the diner.  You did this?”

“You really left
us no choice ladies.” Jackson’s voice turns icy. “You forced my hand and I had
to send a very clear message.”

“But why?” Daisy
asks, “The guys weren’t even dealing with the negotiations, we were.  Why
would you ruin your chances at a settlement you believe you’re entitled to?”

The door leading
to the bathroom Aiden and I were in just hours before opens, making my blood
run cold.  Time stands still as Tad steps out, grinning victoriously.
“Because, Daisy,” He snaps smugly. “It’s not about money for me, it’s about
revenge.”

The breath hitches
in Daisy’s throat, as I reach out and grab her hand.  Looking down at the
scattered papers on the floor that are nothing but blank copy paper, I try to
scream for Mack but my mouth won’t move.  Jackson stands, smiling from ear
to ear. “You ladies, I assume, are well-acquainted with my business partner and
friend, Tad Johnson, aren’t you?”

“Mack!” Daisy
screams, as Tad walks around the couch. 

The door flies
open and everything happens so fast.  Mack rushing into the room, Dustin
and Jackson charging him, then a loud popping and crackling, followed by Mack
hitting the ground with a hard thud, seizing on the floor.  His arms
frantically slamming against his chest, while Daisy and I watch in horror,
“That was
stunning
to say the least.” Jackson chuckles shoving something
back into his pocket.”

“So, ladies, I
believe Jackson has planned a more comfortable place for us to chat. 
We’ve got a lot to catch up on.” Tad says glaring at us.

Jackson and
Dustin drag Mack into the bathroom leaving us alone with Tad. My only option is
to get one or both of us out of here and I know for sure Daisy has to get
out.  Now.  Pulling Daisy behind me, I shove at Tad. “Run, Daisy, get
out of here now.” I shout, making her jump.

Daisy moves for
the door, but Dustin grabs her by the throat. “No, you don’t want to leave so
soon, you’ll miss all the fun.”

Balling my fist,
I connect with Tad’s shoulder, but he just laughs.  Jackson grabs my
wrists, holding them firmly behind my back.  Tad balls his fist, slamming
it into my stomach. “That’s what you get for not knowing your place bitch.” He
spits, as I gasp for breath.  Tears sting my eyes, but I try to shake
Jackson’s grip.

“Let Daisy go
you son of a bitch.” I say through heaving breaths.  I thrash and kick
against Jackson, desperately trying to get free.  Daisy is slumped back
against Dustin, frozen in fear.

“Let’s get them
out of here, before someone comes looking for them.” Tad barks out walking
toward the door.  Stopping in front of Daisy, he smiles.  Reaching
out he touches her cheek, making her flinch away from him. “You should be
scared you little whore.  Just remember everything you put me though will
be nothing compared to what I’m going to do to you.  Plus, I’ll make sure
your precious husband sees every second.  You know how I love videos,
Daisy.”

Daisy’s eyes
harden, “Fuck you, Tad.” She says, spitting in his face.

Tad’s hand slams
across Daisy’s face with a loud crack, Dustin releases her, letting her crumble
to the floor. “I’m nowhere near done with you either.” Turning to me, he grins.
“Don’t worry, Camaron, just as soon as I’m done with Daisy, it will be your
turn.  We just need to get somewhere more private first.  Can’t have
anyone interrupting me like you and Aiden did last night,” My heart beats wildly
in my chest. “So close, but Hunter will get his too.” He mutters. 

I struggle
against Jackson, and scream for help; by now, backstage is empty, there’s no
one to hear me.  Tad was at the club last night.  Everything has been
Jackson and Tad together. The entire settlement was nothing but a trap to get
Daisy and me alone here, because they knew how angry Aiden and the guys would
be.   

“We just knew
you would be all professional and not jeopardize anything by letting the guys
in the meeting with us.” Jackson growls into my ear, as if reading my mind. “Do
they even know we’re here?”

“Of course they
do.  They’re waiting in the parking lot with baseball bats since Tad likes
them so much.” I toss out, twisting to stomp his foot with my heel.