Page 147 of Finding Storm

“As nice as this mothers’ meeting is, you still haven’t told me what the fuck you’re doing here,” I say.

“You told your girl that you’re going back to Arizona to stay?” Levi asks me.

“No.” I shake my head.

“He’s scared she’ll tell him not to come,” Cash says, smirking.

Asshole.

“Fuck off. I want to surprise her.”

“Well, she’ll definitely be surprised when we all rock up there,” Raze says.

What?

What does he mean … we?

“It’s a long fucking drive for nothing though,” Levi adds.

“Nah, it’ll totally be worth it to see Storm get knocked back. Never seen it happen before. I’d legit pay good money to watch it,” Cash says.

“Hang on.” I lift my hand, stopping them. “What the fuck are you dipshits talking about? You’re not coming with me to Arizona.”

Levi comes over and claps me on the back. “ ’Fraid we are. We’re all kind of a package deal. Where you go, we go. And considering we’ve got an album to record, we’re gonna be stuck to your ass like glue until it’s done.”

“But I sorted it with Zane last night. I’m gonna fly back here as often as I’m needed. You don’t need to be with me to record the album.”

Raze pushes up off the car. “We spoke to Zane and Jake last night.”

“Jake already knew I was leaving?” My eyes grow wide.

“Yeah, sorry ’bout that, man,” Raze says, holding my stare. “But we all talked after we left your place last night and decided to come with you. So, we spoke to Zane and Jake. Had to tell him, so we could get it all in place. Told them that we’re gonna write and record the album down in Arizona. Jake was the one who texted us to let us know you were here this morning. I asked him to.”

“And just so you know, you’re paying for the studio time,” Cash adds with a grin.

They’re coming with me?

“You’re actually coming with me to Arizona?” My words echo my thoughts.

“Well, yeah. You don’t get to ditch us that fucking easy,” Cash says. “And it’s not like we’ve got anything else to do right now. And, honestly, man, I really wanna meet this chick who’s got you all tied up in knots.”

My eyes go to Raze, and he shrugs. “Like Cash said, we’ve got fuck all else going on in LA at the moment. And we thought getting out of here for a bit might do us all some good.”

I look at Raze. Really look at him.

He looks tired. They all do.

Maybe this lifestyle has been wearing them all out more than I realized.

Guess I’ve been too wrapped up in my own shit to see it. Some fucking friend I am.

And I know things with Raze’s dad have never been easy for him, but I’m wondering if they’ve gotten harder, and he hasn’t told me.

I step closer to Raze, my voice lowering. “You okay?” I ask him.

“Of course he’s fucking okay.” Cash wraps his arm around Raze’s neck, pulling him to himself. “He has us. Just like you do, you pussy. We’re family. Now, are we standing around here all day, having a heart-to-heart, or are we getting this show on the road?”

I can’t believe they’re coming to Arizona with me.