Ignite

Lifting her brow, she agreed. Waving as she walked away, she called out, “So amazing meeting you! Can’t wait to tell Doug. See you next weekend!”

“Oh, no . . . I won’t be at that race!” I called out.

With a brush off of her hand, Kristin said, “Uh-huh!”

I dropped my shoulders and huffed as I watched her walk away. I knew damn well I would most likely be at next week’s race.

“He likes fried chicken. A lot. He eats it all the time,” Joh

“Emmit does?” I asked as I reached over and gave Lola a pat on the head.

“Yes ma’am. He’s always ordering it from either my daddy who works for Mr. Elliot, or somebody delivers it.”

I got an idea as I gave Joh

Joh

I watched as he pulled out his phone and hit a number while I chewed on my lip. “Mom, Emmit’s girlfriend wants to know if me and Lola can go get him some real food.”

With a frantic wave of my hands, I said, “No! No I’m just a friend. Not his girlfriend.”

Joh

Wait. What? How in the hell did this woman know my name?

“Okay, bye!”

Reaching for his phone, I said, “No! Wait, Joh

“Robert and Kate Elliot.”

Robert was Jack’s son. He was a few years older than Emmit, and I was pretty damn sure he didn’t have a son three years ago.

“How old are you, Joh

Joh

“Really?” I asked as we walked back over toward my father’s truck. “Do you like traveling with your parents from race to race?”

The smile that spread across Joh

As Joh

“I love Uncle Emmit a lot. He’s super cool.”

“Uncle Emmit?” I asked with a smile.

“Yeah, he lets me hang out in his bus and plays video games with me. I always tell him he’s go

My heart melted on the spot. “Yeah, he will make a great dad.”

Joh

I shook my head and laughed. “Oh, I don’t know about that. Emmit and I are just friends.”

As we got into the bus and Joh

“Of course it is, Joh

“If you and Uncle Emmit are just friends, how come he stares at a picture of you all the time and told my daddy you were the only woman he’d ever love?”

Tears built up in my eyes as I gazed into the eyes of this sweet, i

Shrugging, Joh

A knock at the door startled me as Lola barked and Joh

Kate stepped up into the bus and ran her hand over the top of Joh

With a wave, I somehow managed to smile and act like her son hadn’t just rattled my whole entire world. I nodded and said, “Yeah. I’d love that.”

“See ya!” Kate called out as she shut the door, leaving me standing in the middle of Emmit’s bus with his dog looking at me like she was judging my every move.

I picked up the heavy cream and pointed to her. “Don’t look at me like that, Lola. I loved him first.”

Barking, she laid down and watched me as I moved about the tiny kitchen, making Emmit what I hoped was still his favorite dish.

WALDO GAVE ME A SLAP on the back as he said, “Job well done, Emmit. I’m proud of you, son.”

Waldo was the closest thing I had to a father. My own father had left when I was twelve and he never looked back. Of course, last year when I was named second-highest paid NASCAR driver, the old man took it upon himself to look me up. It didn’t take me long to tell him to fuck off.

I’d bought my mother a house in North Carolina not far from my place. For my sister, Ashley, I was paying for her to go to college and I also bought her a new Toyota 4-Ru

I nodded my head as I smiled. “Appreciate that, Waldo. I’m exhausted and that lasted longer than I thought.”

Waldo tossed his head back and laughed as he walked off but not before he said, “Texas loves you.”

Letting out a chuckle, I mumbled, “Yeah.”

As I made my way back to my bus, I got stopped a couple of times by fans asking for me to sign stuff. I always agreed to. After all, if it wasn’t for them I wouldn’t be doing this. “Emmit! Will you please sign my shirt?”

Looking down at the young boy in front of me, I gave him a wink and said, “Sure. What’s your name?”

He smiled so big I couldn’t help but smile myself. “My name is Emmit also, sir. I’m go

“Is that so? Well, Emmit, you’re starting off with the right name.”

His eyes lit up as he nodded his head. Glancing over to his parents, I asked, “Y’all live in the area?”

The father cleared his throat and stumbled upon his words at first. “Um . . . we ah . . . yes sir . . . Mr. Lewis, we do.”

“Call me Emmit.” Pointing toward a notebook he was holding for me to sign, I asked, “Need me to sign that as well?”

With a grin from ear to ear, the father said, “Yes please!”

As I signed, I flipped the page and wrote down the number to my assistant, Stephanie. “This is my assistant’s direct number. Why don’t y’all give her a call sometime after tomorrow. I think we can arrange a little meeting so that I can give Emmit here some pointers.”

The little boys mouth dropped open as he said, “Shut the front door.”

With a laugh, I ruffled up his hair and gave him a pat then handed the notebook back to the dad. “I like you already kid. Y’all have a great night.”

“You too, Emmit! You’re the best!” the little boy called out as his parents both said goodnight.

By the time I made it to my bus, I was sure poor Lola had to piss like a racehorse. Joh

The door to my bus was unlocked as I let out a frustrated sigh. Fuck, I hoped there is no one in there waiting in my bed like the last time Joh

I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath as I pulled the door open and jumped up inside the bus.

“Holy fuck!” Adaline screamed as she jumped backward and tripped over something. Sending her straight to the floor.