Authors: Cat Mason
Chasing Me
Chasing Me
Copyright © 2014 by Amy Cox writing as Cat Mason
All Rights Reserved. This work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means (electronic, photographic) in part or whole without expressed written consent from Amy Cox a.k.a. Cat Mason.
First Publication July 2014
Published by Amy Cox/Cat Mason
Edited by: Asli Fratarcangeli
Cover Design: IndieVention
Formatting by IndieVention
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This is a work of Fiction. All characters, organizations, and events are either products of the author’s imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual events, or persons living or deceased is completely coincidental
All mentions of items not limited to but including band names and their song titles or brands such as Fender, are copyrighted by their prospective parties and are used in a fictitious manner. I do not own those brands and do not claim to.
IronSound Records used with permission by Author Katheryn Kiden, from her series Save Me.
Table of Contents
Chapter One – Board Members and Guitar Strummed Eulogies
Chapter Two – Five Foot Tall and Shatterproof
Chapter Three – Being Schooled in Sin City
Chapter Four – Punch Throwers and Post Climbers
Chapter Seven – Sexual Reeling
Chapter Eight – Lube Bottles and Shit Storms
Chapter Nine – Who’s The Bitch Now?
Chapter Ten – Winky Faces but No Goodbyes
Chapter Eleven – Do You Have A Puppy?
Chapter Twelve – SaggingShaggers.com
Chapter Thirteen – Take Notes, Quiz To Follow
Chapter Fourteen – Overreactions Expected
Chapter Fifteen – Bringing A Tiger To A Cat Fight
Chapter Sixteen – Love Stories
Chapter Seventeen – More Than Just Words
Chapter Nineteen – Your Bitter Vag Is Showin’
Chapter Twenty – Shafty Shenanigans
Chapter Twenty One – Revelations
Chapter Twenty Two – It’s a douche! It’s a moron! NO, it’s Super Dumbass!
Chapter Twenty Three – Sweeten Up The Rough Stuff
Chapter Twenty Four –
Important Conversations
Chapter Twenty Five – Scandalous Bitches
Chapter Twenty Six – Dick Drip Is Not A Fashion Trend
Board
Members and Guitar Strummed Eulogies
Hunter
“Are you done with your nails yet, Anal Annie? It’s nearly time to marry your ass off.” I shout through the bathroom door of Gray and Daisy’s suite, at my brother Aiden. Who would have thought our plan would work to get Cam back on the bus? Now, here we are in Vegas! Today, Camaron will attach her ball and chain to Aiden, Shaft style, before we start recording our new album. Once the ‘Rock For A Cure’ fest was over, Cam and Daisy were booking us a flight, just as soon as the doctors cleared them. It all happened so fast, we barely had enough time to pack a bag.
After the clusterfuck that was Cam’s first week back, we were all happy to get away. Now that Tad and his goons are locked up in their very own nine by nine cells awaiting sentencing, we can relax a bit and turn our attention to more pressing matters. First up: Aiden marrying Cam; then, I will deal with my Tiger Lily. There are too many things to clear up between us, and I am not having this conversation over the phone. I may not be hardwired for that normal relationship shit, but I at least owe her a straight up answer about it all. In person, whatever happens then, happens, I guess.
The door opens and out steps Aiden as dressed up as he gets: jeans and a t-shirt, all without rips or holes.
Damn, this is almost funeral-wear for him. Funeral-wear works, because he’s killing his single life!
He rolls his eyes at me before glancing at the clock. “We have thirty four minutes before we have to be at our first stop, Hunter. You do realize that in order to ‘
marry my ass off,’
I would actually have to be moving out or something. It’s not like our day to day routine will change much. Most important thing changin’ in a few hours, bro, is Cam’s last name.”
I chuckle, “Yeah, but I’m still pissed you wouldn’t give me time to be ordained so I could perform the ceremony myself.” His eyebrow arches at me, making me shrug. “Alright,” I surrender, blowing out a breath, “but can I at least sing ‘
Here Cums The Bride’
? I’ve got my guitar, it’ll be a hit.”
Aiden laughs, rolling his eyes at the suggestion. “If you sing something like that when Cam walks down the aisle, there’ll be a hit alright…”
I wince at the thought of what Cam, or even Daisy, would do to my favorite board member if taunted. “Yeah, maybe I’ll just stand there and look pretty until I deliver your eulogy.” I toss out, looking in the mirror to check my hair one last time.
You don’t look this damn good by doing nothing ladies. It’s a honed skill and some good genes. The only good thing my asshole father ever gave me.
“Eulogy,” Aiden mumbles, in aggravation. “I swear if you do anything to embarrass Cam, I won’t be responsible for what she does to you while you sleep.”
Turning, I smile at him, innocently batting my lashes. “You know those ladies love me; besides someone has to pay tribute to your days as a bachelor being slaughtered.” I say, knowing I’m taunting him. “I mean, seriously, all that potential and you’re only gonna share it with one woman for the rest of your life? Such a waste bro, your hammer should pack up his sac and leave. I know I would.”
“Everyone isn’t a damn twat testing dip stick like you are Cunter.” Daisy laughs, flinging the door open. Aiden looks up at her anxiously, then behind her into the hallway. “Oh no you don’t, she’s with Chase in your suite. Down boy, it’s bad luck and you know it.”
“What the hell would you know about that tradition, Daisy? At least we’re inviting you to our wedding.” Aiden grumbles, flopping onto the couch.
Daisy rolls her eyes, “Seriously, that was months ago; suck it up and move on already.” Walking over, she nudges me with her elbow. “You guys better make it to the chapel sober, Hunter. You can all get shit faced after, but I don’t want the groom and best men looking like homeless lushes in the pictures. I’m counting on you, Hunter, to be a responsible adult here.” She says, studying my reaction.
Daisy is the only woman I let in before Camaron.
Because you never slept with them, dumbass.
No matter how much I tease them, I really do admire their faithfulness to Grayson and Aiden and their loyalty to Shaft and the crazy ass dysfunctional family we have grown into. Me, I could never be that way. I’m not sure if I am made for monogamy, kids, and all that lovey dovey spooner shit. Not saying I don’t wish I was sometimes, just stating the facts here people. I’ve mostly come to terms with it. Yeah, mostly.
“What are you talkin’ about baby momma; Aiden has on his rocker tuxedo.” I chuckle, applying my ‘
Hunter is just fine’
mask so that Daisy doesn’t see through my denial. “We will be there with bells on, once we get him inked, you’ll see.” I mutter, knowing that our first stop is for one of his wedding presents for Camaron: a tattoo done by Luke. “I’m so excited to finally meet Mitch the Bitch.” Just the mention of the guy who may have gotten Chase’s heart, makes me grit my teeth. That fuckin’ saying ‘
You can’t always get what you want…’
rumbles through my head, making me curse my conscience for the millionth time since I watched her leave.
Daisy rolls her eyes. “You’re going into Luke’s shop and he’s a good friend. Please don’t make a scene.” She kisses my cheek, melting my heart a little.
Even though I joke when saying it, I really do mean it when I say that I love this woman. She took us on as brothers without question, even before she married Grayson. So, it goes without saying that she puts up with a lot of shit; especially where I am concerned. Daisy, being the incredible woman she is, gives as good as she gets. All while embracing us all as a whole, not dismissing us because of the flaws we have, but embracing them. “Chase won’t be there, if that’s what you’re thinking. She’s already with us; you’ll see her at the chapel soon.”
Simply knowing she will be there is enough to get my palms sweating and my thoughts racing. That infuriating woman turned me inside out from day one. I never tap an ass for more than one night; with Chase, I couldn’t get enough of her. I fucked her three times just the first night, and countless times since. Of course we weren’t exclusive or anything; the subject never came up. Although, it is sort of common knowledge among the groupies that you won’t chain these balls up with monogamy. Honestly, I wouldn’t even know how to be committed. My Tiger Lily, though, makes me wish I could learn. Every chick I’ve ever met has bent to worship me, giving me whatever I want. Not Chase though, that’s not her style. Her name is definitely true to her spirit.
Daisy sighs heavily, so I roll my eyes in clear diva fashion making her giggle. “Alright, I have to get back to the girls before Mack does something crazy like sing ‘Here Cums the Bride’ again. Thanks to you, Mack won’t stop singing it every time Cam walks into the room.”
Aiden’s eyes meet mine, silent threats of killing me off in every way imaginable pass between us. My eyes stay locked on my brother, while I smooth over the flustered baby incubator. “Baby Momma, I wouldn’t dream of letting anything ruin your plans for today.” Leaning down, I kiss her on the cheek. “I’ll make sure everything on this end is perfect, I’ve got plenty of help.”
Her eye brow arches at me, taking in my promise. “You’re so full of shit,” she exclaims, reading me completely. “Henry and Gray should be back by now, get your asses down there and remember, Hunter,” Daisy grabs me by shirt, her eyes going hard as stone. “If you pull shenanigans of any kind today, I will get you, and not in any way that you’ll enjoy.” Releasing my shirt, she turns and walks toward the door.