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“I’m not jealous. I just don’t trust him,” Saint acknowledges.
“No one likes him, Saint,” Elle agrees.
We continue to talk about the events of the next day including qualifying, before the boys have to head back to the hotel. If they are caught out, it will raise suspicions. After they leave, reluctantly, Elle and I settle into my bed to watch a movie.
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Race Day - July 3
“Fuck, it’s hot out there today,” Elle complains as I pull on my fire suit.
“Geez, thanks for the observation,” I sarcastically reply. “I have to sit in this thing for hours.”
“You’ll be fine. You have water in the car,” she says back. I roll my eyes at her.
“Come on, we need to go head up for the opening shit,” I grumble as I grab my phone and see a text from Saint.
Saint:He’s in a mood today, FYI.
Me:When isn’t he in a mood? He’s an asshole.
Saint:Seems worse today. Be careful around the hauler. Chad’s team is parked next to us.
Me:They have been since Friday.
Saint:But you weren’t hanging around it. I just passed it on the way to inspection and Drake was there.
Me:No worries, I’ll be careful.
Saint:Thank you. See you on pit road.
Me:[heart emoji]
It’s only been about a month since we started hanging out, seeing each other, whatever you want to call it. And it’s been almost as long since I’ve realized that I miss him when he’s not around. I smile as Elle and I leave the RV to head to the hauler. I just want to grab a snack and water before all the hoopla begins.
I approach the hauler and Bud is off to the side talking to Drake. I smile and shake my head. Of course, they are talking. I divert my attention and walk into the hauler and grab some food off the countertop.
Elle stayed outside as she was on a call, again handling some more shit for her other client. I’m pretty low maintenance, if I say so myself. I snap a selfie and realize Drake’s standing in the doorway of the hauler. “What are you doing here?” I ask.
He flashes me a smile and cocks his head to the side. “I haven’t had a chance to say hello yet.”
“Hello. There, all done.”
“I thought you were going to give me a chance to prove to you that I’m sorry,” he says slyly, leaning against the closets.
“Oh yes, I did say that, didn’t I? Well, I've changed my mind. Pretty sure you haven’t changed. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get to work,” I respond and start walking towards the exit.
Drake steps in front of me, his arm blocking me from leaving. He’s so close to me, my skin is crawling, my stomach nauseous. He bends his head down to whisper into my ear. “I’d be careful if I were you. It would be a shame if you got hurt out there...” he trails off and steps out of my way.
I hurry towards Elle and pull her with me towards the garages. I can’t find Saint, but Mac is putting away some tools. “Where’s Saint?” I ask frantically.
Mac turns around quickly and drops a wrench on the floor. “What’s wrong? You look pale.”
“Where’s Saint!” I demand this time.
“He’s finishing with inspection. Are you okay?”
I shake my head. “I think they tampered with the car.”
