Page 116 of The Champion
“That it does sweet cheeks.” She kicked my ass and almostlanded me in the fire head first.
“Nice.” I said brushing ashes from my shirt.
Arie came bouncing over to me with chocolate all over herface. “Where’s my massmello?”
“Marshmallow?”
“Yeah.”
“Here you go princess.” I handed over the marshmallow andsmiled at Sway.
It never failed. We gave into the adorable spaz children,no matter what. But when your kids become part of your pit board, you’ll doanything to keep them happy and running just as smoothly as you are.
Sway and I also knew this would backfire someday. Somemay even call them spoiled. Spoiledmaybe, but not with possessions,with love. That may sound a bit cheesy I know, but it was the truth. I stronglybelieved we couldn’t worry about the future right now. We had to live for eachpit stop and discover who they really were within the race. Even if that meantbribing them at times and making s’mores at eight in the morning.
16.Crush Panels – Jameson
Crush Panels – Metal panels that are inserted around thebottom of the driver’s compartment and wheel wells to keep fumes and intenseheat away from the driver.
It was early, too early for my liking to be leaving forthe airport, but I was. It took me a good hour to actually get out of bed thismorning because Sway not helping my attempts by giving me pouty lips andshowing me her boobs, which is why I was running late to pick up Justin inMartinsville. Wes, on my time clock, was late as well when we landed to pickhim up.
Justin and I were racing in the World of Outlaws race atSkagit Speedway on Friday night and then I would fly back to Richmond in themorning for the cup race. Tyler and my other driver, Cody Bowman, were alreadythere in Washington.
“Jameson, I need to drop you off here.” Wes told me whenwe landed in Martinsville Indiana where I met Justin. “I need to get toJacksonville to get Jimi. He needs to be in Alger tonight as well.”
I’m sure my expression was something similar to “What thefuck!” I didn’t say this.
Instead, I said, “You mean I have to fly with otherpeople?”
“Yes, your no fly order was lifted.” Wes chuckled. “Ithink you can handle it.”
“So Jimi is more important?” I scoffed annoyed. I wasalready late because of Sway and her magic boobies.
“He pays the fuel for this thing. So yeah, I think he’smore important kid.”
“That’s bullshit Wes.” I slammed my bag down and pointedat him. “If I get arrested, I’m blaming this entirely on you!”
My threat just washed right off him, as I’m sure helaughed all the way to Jacksonville.
An hour later that morning, I missed the flight Alleybooked for Justin and me.
“What took you so long this morning—we could have beenthere by now?” Justin asked as we walked through the airport.
I smiled and went to say something when he shook his headand held his hand up. “Never mind—I don’t want to know.”
We finally found the ticket booth, got new tickets forthe next flight only to discover it’s departing right now. In our mad rush backto the gate, Justin dropped his ticket so we had to back track. Once we foundthe ticket, we made it to the gate to see the door closing on us.
“Fix this asshole.” Justin said virtuously.
Once again, I hardly thought this wasentirelymyfault. “You lost your goddamn ticket.”
He pushed me toward the ticket booth in front of theclosed door. “Andyouwere late this morning.”
Looking from an angry Justin to the woman at the counter,I knew my option.
It was time to unleash some charm. Taking in a deepbreath, I stepped forward.
“Excuse me miss...”She immediately turned to face me, her cheeks flushed. She was young, nineteenor twenty maybe.
