Page 80 of His Last Chase
“So I’ve been told. Glad you’re enjoying it.”
Enjoying it didn’t even cover the pile of goo he’d worked me into.
I’d nearly dozed off when he smacked my ass and jolted me awake. “You’re all done, Daddy.”
Guess I was now Daddy to Benny. Not in thetaking care ofhimway but in the he likely couldn’t remember my name way.
“Thank you, so much,” I said as Benny handed me a bottle of water.
“Drink up and we’ll see you both for the show tonight.” He folded up the table and carried it like it weighed next to nothing, even though it was nearly the same size he was. He hopped onto the waiting golf cart and off he went like one of Santa’s prized elves.
“Is he always like that?” I asked Chase once I’d dressed.
“Like that, no. Usually he’s worse. You got the tame version of Benny.”
That’s tame?
“Some of the shit these bands have been through is insane. Given the fact Benny was kidnapped from a show by a religious zealot and yet is still this happy-go-lucky person, it’s amazing. Joey almost died in a bus crash that really fucked up Easton. Rydernearly died in a skiing accident. Everyone has their demons and survivor stories yet every one of us would throw down and protect each other, and now you’re a part of that.”
Found family. Those who love no matter your lineage or sexual identity.
“Tell you what, if you think I’m letting you hit the road without me again, knowing all of that now, you’re sorely mistaken, Songbird. You’re stuck with me glued to your side from here on out.”
“Good. I do better with Daddy by my side.”
So does Daddy.
We stood in the side wing and watched as Social Sinners took the stage. I swear everybody in the state of Nevada packed the floor in front of them. Metal had never been my music of choice before Chase, but I now understood the allure of it. Metal was about facing your demons head on, releasing that which held you down and freeing yourself from the confines.
Freeing.
That was the best way to explain it. Whether singing along or headbanging, which I didn’t fully engage but thoroughly enjoyed watching Chase and the boys let the music take them away as they did. So enlightening and I loved watching them so freely enjoy themselves.
Once Social was done the crowd didn’t dare move and lose their place for the final actof the night—Maiden Voyage. I learned these down-to-earth guys were literal billionaires, yet they didn’t act like it. Some of the billionaires I’d encountered I quickly wished I hadn’t.
This alternate universe that was now my life was nothing short of amazing. And the fact I got to live it with the fantastic boy by my side was equally as amazing.
Chapter Nineteen
Chase
The bus had just dropped us off at Daddy’s house, soon to be mine, too, and I dreaded the idea of leaving him to go homeand pack. In my eyes, I never had enough time with him, though that was all about to change.
“Come on, Songbird, let’s go inside and relax.”
As soon as we stepped inside, a new piece of art caught my eye and I wandered over to it. “Daddy,” I gasped, my fingers tracing the beautiful frame. “It’s your song.” There was a metal placard on the bottom of the frame that read, “My Last Chase.”
Daddy came behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. “You are my last Chase, Little Songbird. That’s one of the most beautiful sentiments I’ve ever received. That song means more to me than you will ever know.”
“You say the nicest things, Daddy.”
“And I mean them. Come on, let’s drop off our bags. I have more surprises for you.”
More surprises?
Daddy opened the bedroom door and set his bag on the bed. “Wait, that’s my bed?” I wasn’t quite sure, but it looked like my headboard, and Daddy’s was a queen and now we had a king.
“Yup.” Daddy smiled wide as I glanced around the room for more familiar things. Daddy pointed to the hallway. “I believe what you’re looking for is now in the spare room.”