Page 123 of Trading Paint
Bladder – Sway
Every time I opened the paper, Jameson was in it these days. It made me feel closer in a way, seeing him everywhere but it also held a sense of yearning, I missed him.
I opened my laptop, searching the latest articles on him. The article on him inPEOPLEmagazine was posted on so I clicked on the link waiting for the article to load.
I smiled to myself like goon when I saw the picture they used. Jameson was in the most form fitting, tailored, black suit I had ever seen as it clung to the strong lines of his body. He was standing tall, against the side of his Busch car, with his arms crossed. On the other side of him was one of his sprint cars. His hair was more styled than it had been in the past but his face and eyes were still the same.
There was a fire behind him that I adored and it turned me on immensely although that wasn’t anything close to the way he looked at me. Even though he was slightly inebriated at times, something about him was calling me and always had been. It was like I was drawn to him and it was annoying because he was my best friend. I was even scaring myself.
He was almost too stunning to look at and my eyes kind of hurt but I couldn’t not stare at him. What I wouldn’t give to have him on my bed, tied up and naked. I don’t know why he had such a hold on me but it was starting to get annoying and creepy.
“What the hell is wrong with me?” I played with the ends of my hair as I read the short biography under the picture.
Most Eligible Bachelor
Jameson Anthony Riley
Age: 22Birthday:June 22, 1980
Hometown: Elma Washington
Current Residence: Mooresville North Carolina
Jameson Riley comes from the inert Northwest where you wouldn’t expect dirt track racing. But it was there this brooding prodigy made his mark. Now he’s tearing it up in the NASCAR Busch Grand National Series and breaking hearts along the way. His World of Outlaw Champion father, Jimi Riley, and mother Nancy, have raised two boys and a daughter but Jameson seems to be the only one making his name in the racing community. As an aggressive, up-and-coming driver, the youngest Riley brother has already been dubbed a revamped James Dean type with piercing green eyes that can mesmerize any pit lizard.
“A guy likes confidence in a girl. I love a confident girl who will come up and talk to me but I also find the shy ones enduring and adorable at times.” Riley told PEOPLE.
While Riley isn’t planning on settling down in the near future, with a 36-week schedule, he hardly has time but he doesn’t kiss and tell as he puts it. “I can be a gentleman when needed and I don’t talk about things like that. I’m private.”
Most women from 15-35 know who Jameson Riley is these days and would quite literally kill for a chance to run away with the hothead; preferably inside his car. Jameson laughed with a slight flush to his cheeks. Looks like this one might be shy too ladies.
Shy?
I don’t think so. They clearly don’t know him well.
“Pull yourself together, Sway.” I rubbed my eyes to try to break Jameson’s spell on me.
I was a fucking junkie with my coffee next to me on the table and my laptop powered up.
Since I couldn’t sleep, I spent my time on the internet reading about his races.
Raise your hand if you are a pit lizard stalker.
Despite talking to myself, I did raise my hand in the middle of the library.
Sitting back against the large leather chairs in the library at the school, I once again read the article I pulled up on internet of his last race in Knoxville.I tapped my foot impatiently as Google took its sweet time loading the page.
“Why are you smiling like a fool?”
I swear I jumped out of my skin hearing her voice. “What are you doing here?” I scrambled to close my laptop.
“Came to see you.”Emma remarked handing me an iced mocha. She held another securely to her lips as though she was drinking crack. “They don’t have these on the East Coast.”
“Is Jameson with you?”
She laughed and sunk down in the chair next to me kicking her tiny bird legs up on the table. “No, he’s racing in Darlington tonight.” Her brow furrowed at me. “I would think you would know that though.”
“I do, I do. I just thought...I don’t know.” I wasn’t even making sense to myself right now.
