Page 76 of Happy Hour

Jameson shook his head and snorted. “What does it look like happened?” He threw his arms in the air. “He wrecks me in practice. He blocks me in my pit, and then he puts me in the wall. I got a run on him and he blocks me, again. I hadnowhereto go.”

“You and Darrin seemed to have it out for each other out there.”

“You’re so perceptive.” Jameson retorted coldly walking inside the hauler, the door slammed shut behind him.

Alley stood outside with us. “This is not good. Why can’t he just keep his mouth shut and not react like this?”

I just offered a shrug. There wasn’t much else to say.

Kyle showed up and walked inside with a grim expression, he’d just been talking to Jimi and Simplex. I’m sure they had to concerns with their driver’s actions today.

Twenty minutes later, they emerged with from the hauler with two NASCAR officials who escorted each driver back to their transporters.

Jameson and Kyle didn’t say anything so we just followed quietly.

Alley was typing away on her Blackberry, Emma was texting Aiden and I watched Jameson’s ass while he trudged back towards his hauler.

Now is not the time to be thinking about that Sway!

I couldn’t help it, I tried but anytime I watched that ass, Iwatchedit. Thoughts of the mirror had me smiling.

When we made it back to Jameson’s hauler, he walked inside with Kyle and Alley.

Before the door even closed, Jameson was throwing tools. Kyle was yelling at him and Alley was actuallyscreaming.

They hadn’t loaded the car yet so Emma and I sat down on the hood and waited for the storm to clear—it was going to be a long night.

We’d only been sitting there a minute when Emma looked back at the car with questioning eyes and then back at me.

“Is this the same car...?”

“No. He wrecked that one.” I smiled widely feeling the heat from the engine and my cheeks. “But it’s the same hood.”

“My goodness you guys are sluts.”

“I know. Everyone keeps telling us that.” I agreed, shifting my weight on the hood.

I had a damn hood pin up my ass reminding me that I needed underwear. “By the way, I need to go shopping tomorrow.” I said under my breath. “I don’t have any underwear.”

Emma raised a questioning eyebrow at me and I knew she heard me. “Not that I’m opposed to shopping but why don’t you just do some laundry tomorrow?”

I looked away before I spoke because if I looked her direction I would burst into giggles that I’m actually telling someone this. “They’re ripped.”

“How did...” she started laughing loudly. “Wow!”

“Shut up!” I tried to sound mean but I ended up smiling at her. “So you’ll take me?”

“You know, you could go ask Dana for a pair of Jameson’s.” she snickered. “I’m sure she has a few you can borrow.”

“I’m wearing a pair of his right now.”

“This just gets better and better.” Emma replied thoroughly amused.

Though I’d agree, it just keeps getting better and better, ourbetterwas entirely different. Before I could say anything more, Alley came out of the hauler with her Blackberry pressed to her ear.

She put her hand over the receiver. “You guys ready?”

“Ready for what?” we both asked at the same time, confused.

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