Deviant Bahavior (The Wild Ones Book 1)

by K. Renee

I stare at my phone for a few more minutes before I set it next to Jericho’s head. She ignores it as it starts to ding in her ear. She’s too busy staring at Mason to let anything else matter.

  A couple of messages pop up from Enver about the tour schedule, but I ignore them. I’m not ready to leave them, not when I just got them back.

  Another message comes in from Dek and part of me doesn’t even want to read it, but I open it anyway.

  Dek Hollow: Can we talk?

  I stare at the message longer than I probably should, not answering it. “I can hear you thinking from here. What’s wrong, Wren?” Jericho asks, looking up at me.

  “Dek sent me a text asking to talk.”

  “So what are you waiting for? Whatever is going on between the two of you, it needs to be fixed. That’s one of your best friends and I don’t want to come between you two.”

  I sigh and run my hand through my hair. “I’d rather spend as much time with the two of you then deal with his shit. I have three months on a tour bus with him and I have one more day with you and Mason. That wins out. He and I can hash this out on the road.”

  “So you’re going?” She almost looks bummed, but I know she gets it. It’s my job and it’s what I love to do.

  “Yeah, we leave tomorrow night. I pushed back our flights to our bus in Vegas so I had a few more hours with you.” I’m rewarded with a grin from her and I can’t help but grin back at her before leaning down and kissing her lips.

  Mason starts to whimper and she laughs. “I don’t think he likes you kissing me.”

  “Too bad because I’ll be doing it a lot.”

  I run my hand down his back and he instantly stops fussing.

  “I’m sure your week off has been the worst one ever.”

  I shake my head no and she gives me a look like I’m lying to her. “I got to be here when my son was born. That makes it the best week off ever.”

  She giggles at that and raises her hand up. I link my fingers with hers and just hold her hand at an awkward angle, but it doesn’t matter. I’d sit just like this for hours if it meant that I got to hold both of them.

  “Can we hear you play? I’m sure you are tired of playing while on vac –”

  I stop her. “Yeah, I’ll play whatever you want. What do you want to hear?”

  “Anything.” She grins at me, sitting up so I can get up to go and grab my guitar.

  Walking into the office, I grab my acoustic and bring it back into the bedroom. She’s now lying with her head on the pillows and I take a seat right next to her.

  Strumming my fingers along the strings a few times, I try to think of what to play. Instead of playing something that we’ve played before, I come up with something on the fly. I play from the heart and softly sing to them.

  “One look was all it took; now I’m so shook up. Perfection doesn’t describe you; don’t know what I’d do without you now. I never want to say goodbye to you, you’re my one truth. The only thing I’ve done right, my saving grace.”

  I strum the chords and close my eyes as I start the next verse.

  “Things can be hazy, but never you. You shine brighter than the night sky. Few things in my life compare to you, it is true. You’re all I need. Never going lead you astray.”

  “The minute I met you, I knew it was true. They say you never know what love is until the one. You’re more than that, you’re my religion. My place to fall when I crash and burn beyond control.”

  “Falling to my knees, I pray for the day. You make me a better man. One who doesn’t deserve you. No one does. An angel with a bigger heart than most. You save me from me. You’re the only thing I can see.”

  Singing the words is easy. She makes it easy for me to say all this mushy shit without thinking twice about it. I don’t know if she knows it yet, but she’s got a part of me whether she wants it or not. There is nothing that can change my mind about her.

  “Things can be hazy, but never you. You shine brighter than the night sky. Few things in my life compare to you, it is true. You’re all I need. Never going lead you astray.”

  “The minute I met you, I knew it was true. They say you never know what love is until the one. You’re more than that, you’re my religion. My place to fall when I crash and burn beyond control.”

  I sneak a look at her and see the tears in her eyes. She doesn’t say a word though, she just continues to listen to the words as I softly play chord after chord.

  “Crashing into you is the only thing I need. I would bleed for you, it’s true. I’d bleed for you. One look was all it took to make me crash into you. I need you now, don’t let me down.”

  “I never want to say goodbye to you, you’re my one truth. The only thing I’ve done right, my saving grace.”

  As soon as I hit the last chord, she moves with Mason in her arms. She presses her mouth to mine and I grab the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

  Chapter 27

  Wren

  Before I know it, it’s time for me to head to the airport with the guys and I already hate it. I don’t want to leave, but I also want to get back to playing. This shit is so damn hard.

  The minute I pull my car into the airport parking, I take a deep breath and try to calm my nerves. Jericho puts her hand on my thigh and I relax instantly. I’m not sure how she just did that, but I’m thankful. Sure, I don’t know what our future holds or even if she’ll still like me even a little bit when I come back in three months.

  I just pray like hell that she will give me a chance. That we will give this shit a real shot.

  Pulling into a parking spot, I shut the engine off and turn to look at her. She looks almost as sad as I feel right now. Wrapping my fingers around the back of her neck, I pull her face close to mine.

  “I want pictures every day. I don’t care what he’s doing, I want to see it. Facetime, photos, and text messages.”

  She giggles before putting her lips on mine. “Don’t worry. I’ll send you more pictures than you could possibly ever want. “

  “Good,” I whisper against her lips. “Walk me in?”

  She nods her head and I release her. Getting out of the car, I open the passenger door and grab the car seat and my bag before making my way over to her side. When I open her door, I see her wipe at her eyes a few times before grinning at me.

  I know she’s going to blame it on the hormones, but I think secretly she is going to miss me too.

  We walk through the airport hand in hand and part of me feels like I’m walking to my death. I don’t want to leave them. Waking up to them both this morning was the greatest thing and now I’ll be waking up to my band mates every day for far too long.

  When we finally get to the ticket counter, Enver comes jogging over to us. He grabs the car seat out of my hand and sets him on the counter next to him. I watch him with an amused grin when he pulls the blanket that is covering the seat back and watches Mason sleep.

  The noise of the airport doesn’t even faze Mason. He just sleeps right through it all.

  “Damn, Wren, didn’t think you had it in you to make something this cute.”

  I laugh as I hand over my driver’s license to the woman on the other side of the counter. She pulls up my ticket information and hands it all back over to me without much thought. I thank her before walking with Jericho over to wherever Enver is going with our son.

  Jericho and I follow him over to where the rest of the guys are standing along with our manager and a few of our crew members. A majority of our crew traveled with the bus while the seven of us minus our manager flew home for the week.

  “Wren,” Ello greets. I nod my head in greeting but don’t say anything to him. “Who’s this?” he asks, motioning to Mason.

  “This is Mason Sebastian Scott, my new little buddy,” Enver says grinning.

  “Scott?” Ello asks, giving me a look.

  I never told him about Jericho being pregnant. I didn’t think it was his business for one, and two, I like giving him a heart attack
.

  “Yeah, my son,” I state.

  Graham comes over to Mason and watches him in awe just like Enver is. Ello stares at Jericho and I can feel her tense up. Her fingernails dig into the palm of my hand and I finally give in and introduce him to her too.

  “This is Jericho. Jericho, this is our manager Ello.”

  She reaches out to shake his hand and he just stares at her like she’s beneath him. Just as I’m about to say something, she pinches my side with the hand that she was going to shake with him.

  “It’s nice to meet you, Ello.” She gives him a smile and I wrap my arm around her neck and pull her closer to me.

  “You’re not coming on tour, are you?” he asks with a sneer.

  “No, she’s just here to see me off. But thanks for worrying about my shit.”

  He wrinkles his nose at me before stomping off in the other direction where Dek is coming from. Just as he’s getting ready to pass Ello, Ello stops him and starts talking to him, waving his arms around like a chicken.

  “I guess it is good we can’t go, huh?” Jericho says quietly.

  “No, if he has a problem I’d tell him exactly where he can shove it.”

  She grins up at me and I kiss her once.

  “So does this mean you guys are going to get married and pop out more cute kids?” Graham asks with a smirk.

  One thing these assholes don’t know how to do is shut their mouths.

  “I don’t know. Depends on if I want to murder him or not when I talk to him later.”

  I laugh, and she turns her attention to Mason whose eyes are starting to open slightly. Just as Graham sticks his fingers on his cheek, he starts wailing. She grabs a bottle out of her bag and bends down to feed him.

  “Can I?” Enver asks.

  She looks at him for a second before handing the bottle to him.

  “Maybe I should just send him with you guys. I mean, I won’t have to lift a finger at this rate,” she jokes.

  She has no clue how much I want them both to come with us. Getting to wake up to her every morning will be fucking heaven.

  “Our flight boards in thirty and we still need to get through TSA,” Dek says, walking over to get a look at Mason too.

  I kiss her cheek and grab her ass.

  “You going to be okay driving back alone with him?” I ask.

  She nods, grabbing her phone and taking a photo of the guys all staring at Mason like he’s the coolest thing in the world.

  “Take a picture with me.”

  She flips the screen and takes a photo of us and grins at it when she goes back to look at it.

  “I’m going to miss you both,” I whisper in her ear.

  “Me too.” She wraps her arms around my neck and squeezes my body to hers.

  “I’ll call you when we land.”

  She gives me a sad smile as she releases me. She bends down to undo the car seat and pulls Mason out. I grab her a burping cloth and hand it to her and she gently pants his back for a few seconds before he spits up slightly. Wiping his mouth, I kiss his forehead.

  I’m going to miss a lot of his very firsts while I’m gone.

  Once he’s done being burped, she hands him to me and I cradle him to my chest and just stare down at the perfect little boy that we created together. The guys all gather around me and I just grin at them. You would have never expected these guys to get all entranced by this little guy.

  “We need to go,” Ello says from behind me.

  I don’t even bother looking at him. He can go fuck himself for all I care. Jericho frowns at him and I set Mason gently back in his seat, buckling him back in. I kiss his chubby little face once more before I turn to Jericho.

  “I’ll see you soon.”

  She doesn’t say anything; she only hugs me once more before she grabs the diaper bag and the car seat. Before she can walk off, I grab the keys to the car and my credit card.

  “Jer, here. You’ll need these.” She laughs about the keys but tries to give me my card back. “No, let me take care of you guys.”

  “Thank you,” she whispers. I grab the back of her head and pull her to me.

  “You are welcome. Drive safe and if you need anything, call my uncle or Seth.”

  “Got it. Have a safe flight.”

  I watch her walk away from me when I release her and right when she gets to the escalator; she turns back and gives me a little wave. I wave back before grabbing my bag and following the guys toward TSA.

  We make it through the line in just enough time to bring us to the gate with ten minutes to spare before boarding. Dropping my ass into one of the shitty plastic seats, I pull my phone out and look at the screen. The picture from yesterday is staring back at me and I can’t help but miss them both already. They’ve been gone a whole twenty minutes and it already feels like forever.

  This is going to be the longest fucking three months of my life.

  Opening up a text message, I send Jericho one. I doubt she’ll respond since she had a little over an hour to drive back to the house.

  Me: I’m already ready to be home with you two.

  I attach the photo of her and Mason and turn my phone off when they call our group. When we take our seats, I end up being next to Dek and I already know it’s going to be the longest flight of my life.

  He doesn’t say anything for a majority of the flight, but I’m not holding my breath for much longer. When he turns to me, I clench my fist.

  “I just want to say sorry.” His voice is low and he looks me in the eye. “I shouldn’t have said shit to Jericho, but what happened affected us too. You aren’t the only one in this band and we are all trying to keep our personal shit out of the limelight. Before it’s all over, every one of us will be outed and Elias is just going to think it’s his way of paying you back for stealing his girl.”

  “I didn’t steal shit from him. She was never his. I know he’s going to continue coming at me and I’m ready for it. I’m sorry for you guys getting pulled into it, but I don’t regret a minute of it.” And I don’t. I would do it all over again if it brings me Mason and Jericho at the end of the day.

  “You really like her,” he states after a few moments of silence.

  “I do. I would do anything to keep her and my son in my life, even if that means walking away.”

  He stares at me for a second before nodding his head. “You know I don’t want it to come down to that.”

  I shrug, because once upon a time I did believe that but now, not so much. He wants to come at me like I did all this shit on purpose, but I didn’t. I never expected Elias to get so pissed off that he outed me or went to a newspaper about Jericho being pregnant. I loved being able to go anywhere and do anything without being swarmed by fans and media reporters. Having privacy made it easier for me to do what I did behind closed doors.

  Now, it’s not going to be so easy for me and that’s okay too. I’ll at least have something to look forward to.

  “I’m serious, Wren. We’ve been friends for far too long to let this shit come between us. You’re my brother and I respect the hell out of you. I just want you to be sure that you are making the right decision for you.”

  “I’ll never regret it for as long as I live,” I state before he turns in his seat and puts his headphones back on.

  Chapter 28

  Jericho

  Two Months Later

  Wren and I have spent time getting to know each other in more than just in the sexual way that we already did. I’ve learned his favorite color, why he loves making music, his middle name, and even what his goals are for the band. He tells me things that make me laugh and he shares things that have made me cry.

  When we first started our get-to-know-you talks every morning, we promised to never lie to each other. I told him about Darious and Stephanie. How I picked up and left afterward, moving to Vegas. We even talked about me working for Elias and how he had come on to me after Wren started to hit on me that first night. We spent hours just getting t
o know every little detail of each other’s lives.

  Wren even told me about his toxic relationship with Jandie and how crazy she is. He warned me to stay away from her if I ran into her anywhere in town. I see what she sees in him, but threatening someone because she wants him back is a little much if you ask me.

  Walking through the house in a pair of boy shorts that I picked up from my apartment and an Arduous Murder band tee, I pick up a few things as I go and I can’t help but wish like hell that Wren was here. We’ve talked every day that he’s been gone and I’ve sent him well over two hundred photos of Mason.

  Yesterday, I took Mason to his checkup and the doctor said he was doing amazing and gaining weight on track. We celebrated by getting a new stuffed elephant that he now has to have sleeping with him every night. Well more like napping every night. He only sleeps a few hours at a time and I try like hell to nap when he does. Just as I turn the corner, my phone starts ringing. Jogging over to grab it, I silence it before it wakes Mason and answer the Facetime call from Wren.

  “Hey,” I say with a huge grin when I see his sexy face.

  “Hey back at you,” he sighs. “Fuck, I miss you.” I can’t see his eyes from the sunglasses he is currently wearing, but it’s still good to see him.

  “I miss you too. Ohh Mason drank a whole bottle in one sitting,” I say a little more excitedly than probably normal.

  He just grins at me and I set the phone on the counter so I can fold the blankets that I left out last night.

  “Fuck, when I get back I want to request you walking around like that every day.”

  I roll my eyes at him and he pulls his sunglasses down to get a better look.

  “I thought you liked it better when I didn’t wear any at all.” I give him a devious little smirk and he groans.

  “I’m fucking hard just thinking of you walking around the living room with no panties on.”

  I giggle before turning to set one of the blankets on the edge of the couch.

  “I miss that fucking ass of yours. It’s been fucking months since I’ve been inside of you and I am craving you.”

  I walk back over to the phone and roll my eyes. “Like you were really celibate while you were on tour.”