If I'm Bein Honest

Lock the Door

Chase's POV

I clenched my jaw to stifle the yawn as I waited for the DJ to motion that we were back on the air. Ever since the pictures and video had hit social media yesterday morning the calls had been coming in. Seemed our fake wedding had been hilarious to everyone. After getting to spend a little time with Mama before she left, Becca and I both had been busy. We had a couple of more days in Nashville before we were supposed to head to Georgia. I had already told her Amber was going to kill her for going a little overboard for Barrett's birthday. I focused on the man in front of me as he grinned. I had been at this what seemed like most of the day.

"So interesting video from the other night Chase," Scott the afternoon DJ said with a laugh as I grinned. "Looks like y'all had fun."

"That we did," I said with a chuckle. "If we had been in Vegas I might have been worried."

"Well at least the woman in question is your girlfriend, the lovely Miss Becca Lynn," he commented with a smile. "You two have been on and off again right?"

"We have," I answered nodding my head. "Split up for a couple years then a few months ago we hashed things out and it's been great. Honestly, wouldn't have bothered me if it had been real. I'm nuts about her. My mama yelled at both of us over it. Was worried she had missed something."

"That song man," Scott said with in awe. "Just wow. Y'all did an amazing job with it. Now that song was previously recorded by Brantley Gilbert, right?"

"It was," I said with a smile. "He broached the idea of Becca recording it as a duet knowing she wouldn't want to do it with anyone else. She had worried she couldn't pull it off because of the memories tangled with the song."

Later as I walked out of the studio heading to my truck, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I couldn't help but grin at the meme Becca had sent me. It had the words It's been a long day. I need one of those hugs that turns into sex. I opened up the message to type back to her as I climbed in.

Chase: Been that bad? I think something could be arranged about that. Need me do you?

Becca: I have been about ready to pull my hair out. So many damn questions, all these eyes on me. I'm about to crawl out of my skin. Yes, I damn well need you. After the last few days, it just....just..ugghh...

Chase: Use your words darlin........

Becca: Like I need to feel your skin against mine. Feel your warmth. Need to kiss your neck and smell your scent to feel grounded. Need you to run your fingers through my hair. Need reminded of how your lips taste because that brief kiss I got before we both left this morning wasn't enough. Need it to be just the two of us so I can lay my head on your chest listening to the rhythm of your heart beat. Locking your fingers with mine while you kiss me.....everywhere. My life is about to quickly not be my own anymore and the one thing that makes me feel whole, is you. After all that has happened this last week, I am scared to lose that. As whiny as it sounds I just plain out need you.

I let out a sigh rubbing my chin at her words and adjusting my jeans as well. I had been gone, then all the shit with Elena, awards night, and both of us had passed out cold last night. If she needed me then she would damn well get me.

Chase: You're killing me Becs. I need you too baby girl. More than you know. Leaving the last radio station now. Head out to the house. I'll stop and pick up food on the way. Text Rich you are turning your phone off tonight and tomorrow. If something major comes up he can reach me. Be careful and I will see you in just a little bit. Love you.
An hour later, I pulled up to my garage and parked on the other side of Becca's Explorer. Grabbing the pizza boxes off the seat and the bottle of wine, I headed in the house kicking my shoes off after I stepped in the kitchen. Sitting it all down on the counter, I crept into the living room on silent feet.