Page 235 of Fame & Chaos

And while touring was incredible—while the crowds, the music, and being with my family every day were the experience of a lifetime—nothing compared to the thought of going home to Indi and finally starting our lives together properly.

Especially now that Staked’s fame was reaching ridiculous levels.

The hype around us was insane. People were turning up to 12GAUGE-Slayed concerts specifically to see us, and that alone was surreal. We were finally building a name for ourselves, and now, with only two weeks of the tour left, there’s already talk about Staked doing a solo world tour at some stage.

Honestly? I can’t fucking wait.

Being the headline act instead of the backing band would be a dream come true for all of us. I just hope we get enough time off afterward for me to actually be with Indi before disappearing again.

Right now, though, I’m at an after-party in Germany, and we’re so close to being home I can practically taste it. I can taste Indi’s lips, smell her hair, feel her body pressed against mine and—

Oh crap.

Now I’m getting a boner.

I miss her like crazy, and somehow knowing I’ll see her in two weeks is making this stretch the hardest one yet.

She’s working tonight, but thankfully, the time difference is only an hour compared to some of the nightmare time zones we’ve dealt with on this tour.

I’m sitting in the VIP section of some ridiculously expensive club while Danger and Ella practically dry-hump each other on the dance floor. Aston’s talking quietly with Chad. Annie isn’t here. She’s probably locked away in her hotel room again. She barely comes to the after-parties anymore, which honestly sucks because she is missing out.

I sip my orange juice at the bar while watching Danger all over Ella. Those two have been getting closer this entire tour, and right now, Colt’s disappeared to the bathroom, so Danger’s taking full advantage.

I place my cell phone on the bar and take another sip.

Chad walks over and drops onto the stool beside me, throwing an arm around my shoulders. “Do you think she knows?” he asks.

I raise an eyebrow. “Knows what?”

“That he has a tiny cock?”

I burst out laughing and glance over at Danger grinding against Ella. “Mate, if you’re into her, why not just tell her?”

Chad scoffs. “What good would it do?”

“Well, you could always tell her your cock’s bigger than his. You two can flop them out in front of her, and whoever wins gets the girl.”

He snorts. “My cock would defeat his tiny dick every time.”

“Yeah, because you’ve got a super cock.”

“Damn right. Wears a cape and everything.”

I slap his shoulder, laughing. “Seriously though, you should tell her.”

He glances toward Ella, and for once, all the usual joking disappears from his face. “No. She seems happy. That’s all I want.”

I stare at him for a second because that’s probably the most mature thing I’ve ever heard Chad say in his life.

“Danger won’t even be around in a couple of weeks. Then you can beat his cock off…” I pause. “Oh, wait. That sounded wrong as hell.”

Chad bursts out laughing. “Mate, I’m not beating off anyone’s cock.”

Ryan from Recoil walks over. “What’s so funny?”

I jerk my thumb toward Chad. “He wants to beat off Danger.”

Chad rolls his eyes while Ryan smirks.