Free Chasing Me by Cat Mason Page B

the room. Especially from me.
    “We have bigger problems than your performance outside the bar last night, assmole.” Henry says tossing a pair of jeans to the bed. “Get dressed. Cam took a very interesting phone call from legal at the record label this morning.”
    Hunter flings himself up from the bed with a grunt, kicking a pillow to the floor. A bottle of lube rolls across the carpet, stopping at Daisy’s feet. “Ew!” She shrieks, kicking it away with the toe of her heel.
    “You entered the room o’ lovin’, need to be prepared for what you’ll see baby momma. Objects in here are even sexier than they appear.” Hunter says with a wink. He stands from the bed completely naked, with a used condom stuck to his thigh.
    “Oh my god!” Daisy and Cam scream in unison as they stare.
    Hunter looks down and grins, completely oblivious to the baby batter glove stuck to him. “Yeah, I know right?”
    “Give us a few minutes and we’ll be out.” I blurt, giving them the chance to run from the room. Henry shakes his head with an enormous smile, closing the door as he goes to make sure they don’t hurl on the rug.
    Hunter glances at the rubber before flicking it to the floor with disinterest. Turning to me with a wink, he uses a pre-cut piece of plastic wrapping we give at the shop to cover his new ink before shoving himself into his jeans. When our eyes meet, his face goes serious. “We have shit to talk about too, babe. So don’t think you can bolt just yet.” Walking to the edge of the bed, he grabs my shoulders and presses his lips to mine quickly. “Get dressed and come out when you’re ready.” I barely nod, before he releases me and leaves the room, closing the door behind him.
    My plan to take a shower and really think about everything is shot to shit the moment I hear Hunter shout. “You’re fucking crazy!” I dive back into my blue dress from last night and down the hallway so fast my head should have spun.
    Hunter paces the room in front of Cam and Daisy who are sitting on the couch. Henry is leaning against the wall looking more than amused with the scene playing out. “If you two crazy bitches think that because I was a complete douche last night that this shit is funny, you’re just sick. I said I was sorry, I’ll fucking beg.” Looking to Henry, he waits for him to crack. “Come on Big Man, this is too damn much. I’ll crawl on my knees and wear whatever crazy shit these women think up, without a fight. But if they think for one damn minute I’m gonna fall for a ba-” The breath whooshes from his chest when he sees me watching.
    “I’m sorry Hunter. I wish this was a joke. Chances are she’s just some fucking troll on a hunt for green. That’s even if this baby is yours Hunter. Why else would she wait all this time unless she expects money from you? We’ll play this out carefully, and as quietly as possible.” Cam explains, attempting to pull his focus from me. “When I spoke with legal at Ironsound Records this morning, they weren’t happy, but they’re handling it as discreetly as possible. I couldn’t just keep you in the dark. They’ve even faxed me a file with photos, maybe you’ll recognize her.” She holds out a stack of papers.
    Hunter leaps back as if they would burn him. Sagging into a chair, he buries his face in his hands. “Just when I thought I could get my shit together.”
    Walking over, I grab the information from Cam and glance down at a list of names and dates from a law office in Alabama. Flipping through the stack, I find a picture of a platinum blonde holding a little girl with brown pigtails. The little girl’s eyes that same dark brown. In shock, I drop the stack to the coffee table. “She’s yours.” At this point I don’t know if I’m asking or telling him.
    Hunter looks up from his hands, his brown eyes pained. “I don’t know.”
    “We won’t know until we get back to Nashville, they’re driving up so that the proper testing can be