Ignite

Emmit’s eyes were burning with excitement. Glancing down, he smiled as our son slept peacefully in my arms, totally unaware of everything going on around him. I swore the boy would sleep through a hurricane. Nothing woke him up.

“How’s he doing?”

“Good,” I said with a giggle. “How are you doing?”

Emmit shook his head and smiled bigger. “Honestly, babe, I can’t even put it into words. You and Landon being here for this just makes it all the better. I don’t think life could possibly get better than this.”

I had to agree. Everything about our life was magical.

My whole pregnancy had seemed to be one big fairy tale. With Emmit sneaking in picnics, and surprise day trips to visit everything from plantations to shopping trips to Babies R Us. Once Landon came along it felt like our little family was complete.

I smiled at Emmit as I said, “I’m headed back to the bus so I can get him away from all of this. I love you.”

Emmit kissed me one more time on the lips, before saying, “Okay, pumpkin. I love you too. Make sure Mom or Ashley goes with you.”

I rolled my eyes as I said, “Yes, Dad.”

As I made my way back through the crowd, the security guard that Emmit had hired was right on my heels. After everything that happened with Becca, Emmit decided I needed to have a bodyguard during the races. I loved him for being so worried, but I had every intention of nipping this in the bud before next season.

The trial had been fairly quick. Of course, it wasn’t a surprise when Becca pleaded guilty and then started talking about the voices in her head that told her Emmit loved her. She was now in a psychiatric ward where she would serve out her time and hopefully get better. As of right now though, she was the least of my worries.

“Joel, you really don’t have to follow me to the bus.”

With a polite smile, Joel said, “Oh yes, ma’am, I do.”

Laughing, I shook my head and walked with Landon toward our bus. Ashley came running up and kissed me, then Landon on the forehead. “Oh my God, he won! How crazy insane is that?”

“I knew he would,” I said with a naughty smile.

“Ha! So what are the plans for tonight? Are we going out to celebrate, we’re in Miami after all!”

Ashley had more energy than the damn Energizer Bunny, I swear. “Not sure what the plans are but I highly doubt we’ll be hitting any clubs, Ashley.”

Ashley smiled before glancing over my shoulder and frowning.

“Oh my God, who is that skank hanging around Malcolm’s bus?”

My eyes looked over toward Malcolm’s bus. There was a tall blonde dressed in a skirt that was so short I was almost positive I saw her ass cheeks.

“Don’t know. I’ve never seen her before, but then again I don’t think I’ve ever seen Malcolm with the same girl twice.”

I stopped walking and looked at Ashley as she almost ran into me because she was looking back at the girl.

“Ashley, please tell me you took my advice and never hooked up with Malcolm.”

“Why is everyone so concerned about my sex life?”

“Ugh. Don’t say that. It gives me a visual.”

Ashley placed her hands on her hips and tilted her head as she looked at me. “Excuse me, but you talk about your sex life with my brother all the time!”

I rolled my eyes and walked as I took one more peek over at the blonde.

“Please, I’m married to your brother and he isn’t a man-whore. Malcolm on the other hand will screw anything with a vagina attache

d to it.”

Ashley laughed and said, “That’s true.”