Ignite

“I love you, Emmit.”

“Addie, I love you too. Now tell me what you were doing that was naughty?”

Letting out a laugh, I dropped back onto the bed and said, “What if I told you my hand was sliding down in my panties?”

Silence.

I waited a few more seconds and just as I was about to say something, Emmit made a growling sound. “Addie, I’ve just died and gone to heaven.”

I slid my tongue acr

oss my top teeth as I said in the sexiest voice I could, “Not yet you haven’t.”

I GLANCED OVER TO DOUG and Jeff while we all sat around a table. The two other drivers on the Elliot race team.

Jack walked into the room with a smile on his face. “Looks like all three of you kicked ass qualifying today. I like it.”

Trying to stay focused, I pushed all thoughts of Adaline out of my head and listened to Jack.

Jack leaned against the desk as he looked at each of us. Stopping at Jeff, he pointed to him. “Third row, outside. I like it.”

“Thank you, sir.” Jeff smiled and nodded.

Jeff Harris was the son of one of the greatest drivers NASCAR had ever seen. I couldn’t really get a feel for the guy since he came over to our team six months ago. He was good, but somehow it felt like he was chasing a ghost every time he crawled into the car.

Jack pointed to Doug. “Awe hell, Doug.”

Doug smiled and glanced over to me. Giving him a grin in return, Doug looked back at Jack. “Pole position¸ Doug. Hang onto that for as long as you can.”

“Hell yeah I will, sir,” Doug said as and he Jeff slapped hands.

Jack turned and faced me. “Doug barely pushed you out of pole position, Emmit.”

A quick shake of my head, and I said, “I know. First row inside isn’t too bad, and I’m going after his ass with everything I have.”

Laughter erupted in the room as Jack slapped his hands together. “Go have fun tonight, boys. Not too much fun though, it’s race day tomorrow.”

Jack always wanted to have a few minutes with us. Most of the time it was on race day, but for some reason he wanted to meet with us this afternoon. Getting up, I headed toward the door.

“Emmit, stay back a second.”

Stopping, I turned back to Jack. “You need something, Jack?”

“Yeah. My private plane is about to land at Tri-Cities airport.”

I groaned internally. He was going to ask me to pick up his niece. Motherfucker. I wasn’t in the mood to keep her entertained again for a weekend.

“I need you to pick someone up.”

“Lynn?” I asked.

He gave me a wicked smile as he shook his head. “No.”

I look at him with a confused expression. “Do I even get to know who I’m picking up?”

Jack pushed off the desk and laughed. “I’m hoping a new employee.”

Walking past me, Jack headed for the door as I quickly followed him. The idea of a new driver on the team intrigued me as I thought of who it could be. “Another driver? Are you bringing on another driver?”