Holeshot (Nitro Crew Book 2) by Winter Travers

Author:Winter Travers [Travers, Winter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-28T18:30:00+00:00

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Chapter Eighteen

Frankie

Daylight streamed through the window, and I groaned.

Mornings sucked.

I burrowed into my warm cocoon and felt two arms wrap around me. My eyes flew open, and I was face to face with the Cummings Racing logo sprawled across someone's chest.

“Morning, doll.”

Brooks’ chest.

Holy hell.

What have I done?

I just spent the night with my boss.

I was so fucked. Well, at least not literally fucked.

I closed my eyes and prayed to God I was just dreaming. This was not good. Not good at all. How I had gone from coming to Brooks’ trailer to bitch at him to winding up waking up in his arms? “Uh, morning?”

“You know, I now remember why I don’t sleep on this couch.” Brooks rolled his shoulder and groaned. “This thing is like sleeping on cement.”

Why was he acting like this was normal? “Uh, it’s not that bad.”

“That’s because you slept on me for most of the night.”

I rolled partially onto my back and scowled. “I did not.”

“Oh really? You sure as shit did, doll.”

“Is that how you’re going to talk to me when my knee is so close to your dick?”

He put a hand on my knee and laughed. “Try me,” he taunted. “It was a good thing you didn’t snore like a freight train because I would have rolled your ass off of me in a heartbeat.”

“Do you always wake up being a dick?”

“I’d have to say that’s a new record. I don’t think I’ve ever been called a dick this early in the morning.”

I smiled wide. “Glad to be of service.”

“Anyone ever tell you you’re cute in the morning?”

My mouth went dry, and every sarcastic response I had died in my throat.

A loud pounding sounded on the trailer door, and I shot up from Brooks’ arms and landed on my ass on the floor.

“Brooks! Wake your ass up,” a loud male voice hollered. The door to the trailer opened, and I managed to crawl under the table next to the couch out of view of whoever had just opened the door. “You got press in twenty minutes.”

I couldn’t see Brooks’ body, but I saw his sock-clad feet hit the floor. “I’ll be there in fifteen minutes, Blain. I just need to hit the shower and change.”

“Why the hell are you sleeping up here and not in the bed in back?” Thankfully whoever Blain was stayed outside of the trailer.

“Uh,” Brooks mumbled. “I must have fell asleep watching a movie last night.”

“Your back is going to be all fucked up today. Probably not the best move to sleep there when you have a shit-ton riding on this race.”

“Thanks for the pep talk, Blain.” Brooks stood up and moved in front of me. “I’ll meet you at the press box.”

“Hurry up.”

The door shut, and I sighed.

Brooks bent over, and his face appeared in front of me. “I’ve never seen someone move that fast to get away from me before.”

I rolled my eyes and shooed my hand at him to move out of my way. “I don’t need anyone seeing me here.

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