Page 69 of His Last Chase
“Suck up,” Seltzer called Stoli.
“Jelly, little boy? I am a grill master, just ask Joey.”
“Dude, he’s your husband. He’d totally lie.”
Seltzer and Stoli went back and forth until Diamond walked up, took the spatula out of Stoli’s hand and took over. Not a word was said and no one in their right mind would argue with Diamond.
Ely and Jordan came out pushing carts filled with food, plates, and utensils. We all pitched in and helped get set up while Diamond finished the meat.
Good thing that funny shit was only in my head or Diamond probably would’ve kicked my ass.
Or not…
When a man liked meat.
Damn, I’m a funny fucker.
“The man with the meat cooks the meat,” Diamond proudly announced to a round of unpleased moans.
“Ethan, we are not going through this again. No dick measuring contests. Do you understand?” Easton wasn’t having it. There were only so many times you could threaten social media outlets with lawsuits if they didn’t delete the pictures of your husband’s junk before they finally called your bluff and said fuck it.
Plus, we’d all seen D’s junk far too many times and the man was well endowed, so he’d get no argument from me.
It was great, sitting around with our Masterson band brothers. Well, not all of them, but two and three-quarters of their four bands, and catch up. Stoli strummed random songs and whoever knew the lyrics sang along. I stuck around until Daddy’s call came in.
“Daddy,” I answered as I walked off. The others were far too engrossed in the guess the song game, so I was able to sneak off to my bunk unnoticed. Well, by all but security. One of the guards followed me back and stood outside the bus door after I went inside.
“How’s it going, Songbird?”
“It’s actually been fun. Kinda like camping.” I used to go with David’s family every summer. It was a blast, swimming in Lake Mead and crashing in a tent under the stars. “We just barbequed and did a sing-along game. How was your day?”
“Uneventful. No students this week, just professors and staff, so it’s nice and quiet. Thank you for the pictures earlier. I like seeing where you’re at.”
“Good. I’ll send lots of pics. Oh ya, I told David I’m moving in with you when we get home.” My little was brilliant, always telling Daddy what we wanted. Plus, it made Daddy really happy.
“How did that go over?”
“He said he’s happy for us and that you’re a good Daddy.”
I loved Daddy’s smile. “Happy to hear it. Do you really want to move in with me? You weren’t just saying that to please me, were you?”
“No, Daddy. I don’t lie and neither does my little. I want to be with you forever.”There you go, you can do this, Chase. Go after what you want.
“You’ve made me a very happy Daddy. Now, how about that story?”
I glanced at the shelf in my bunk area. “Uh oh, Daddy, the books are here.”
“Not to worry, Songbird, Daddy downloaded them to his reading app. What shall it be? Puppies or farm animals?”
Daddy was so smart. “Farm animals!”
Shoot, I fell asleep again.
Chapter Sixteen
Casey
Where did all these students come from? I didn’t remember seeing this many bodies on theenrollment list.