The Tale of Love & Racing: Sarina’s Story – Chapter 82: Ireland

Wednesday, June 13

Ryan glances over at Chase, letting out a chuckle, before getting comfortable in his seat.

“Comfy there?” He questions, earning a glance from Chase.

“Very actually,” Chase answers. “Don’t mock until you try it.” Ryan just chuckles once again.

“I’d rather not based on how strange that looks…”

“Looks don’t matter if you’re comfy for a six-hour flight.” Chase then sends one final text to Sarina before putting the phone away. “I still can’t believe you told Lindsay to take care of herself about 10 times before we left.”

“She’s pregnant, and I can’t help but worry about her. I want the best for that little bundle of joy, and you can’t blame me for caring…” Chase nods his head accepting.

“Are you sure you’re going to handle being away?”

“I know Lindsay has an eye on her, so that’ll help.” Ryan then glances over at Chase. “What about you?”

“She’s going to be distracted and enjoying the girl time that she’s been missing combined with racing that she won’t even notice.” Ryan knew that wasn’t the purpose of the question.

“What about you?” Chase lets out a sigh, knowing the direction Ryan was headed.

“I told Alan this, and I am going to tell you, too – I don’t need to be hove-”

“I heard about the nightmares. I saw the flashback before the pageant. I get that you want to move forward, and you don’t want reminders, but you’re still dealing with stuff.” Chase lets out a sigh.

“I’ll be fine, okay? Besides, isn’t that the purpose of this vacation?” Ryan nods his head.

Chase and Ryan walk through the airport, glancing each direction for the sight that they were waiting for.

“Ryan!!!” Erin immediately runs up to him, wrapping both arms around him.

“Hey,” Ryan says to his little sister as he gives her a hug. “How are you?”

“Absolutely amazing. As much as I miss you, Emma, and our parents, I am loving Ireland. I can’t wait to show you both around. But first – it’s just so great to see you!” She then gives him another hug.

“You obviously remember this guy, I hope…” Erin then glances over at Chase, and nods her head.

“How could I forget my banquet date?” She then gives Chase a hug. “It’s nice to see you, and how well you’re doing after everything. Ryan has been keeping me posted…” Chase lets out a sigh. “I didn’t mea-”

“No, it’s fine,” Chase cuts her off. “I just don’t want reminders and thoughts about it.” She then stands up straight.

“Then we won’t say a single word from here on out, okay?” He nods his head accepting. “Now when in Ireland, we must do as the Irish does and have a drink a pub. Shall we?” The group nods their head accepting.

Once making the trip into town with Erin at the wheel, she takes them to one of her favorite pubs to stop in at while visiting Galway, leading the boys inside.

After taking their seats and ordering a round of drinks, it was time to catch-up. Erin shared all of her adventures with friends since moving over there, assuring them both she’d show them all the highlights, while Ryan caught her up on the family business and everything that she would’ve needed to know.

With everything on the table, there was only one thing remaining….

“So I have some news that I need to tell you,” Ryan starts a little nervously as he taps his hands on the table.

“Do I want to know this news, Chase?” Erin questions and Chase nods his head, knowing where Ryan was going immediately. “He seems a little nervous…”

“He already told Emma and she maybe didn’t have the best reac-” Chase starts carefully, knowing a warning would hopefully lessen the blow if any.

“Oh so now I’m second rated now?” Ryan just rolls his eyes in response, as he takes a long sip of his glass.

“I wanted to wait and tell you in person,” he offers, earning a curious glance from her.

“Go on….” She encourages, eyes locked on her older brother.

“Lindsay is pregnant. We’re due for a baby in December.” Erin looks back shocked as she glances at Chase for assurance, before locking her eyes back on Ryan.

“I’m going to be an aunt for Christmas basically?” Ryan nods his head. “You and Lindsay met at the banquet, and only started seriously dating in February….”

“Yes, we’ve only been together four months, Erin. But I’m absolutely certain about her and our future together. I know that she’s the right gal for me as we just click amazingly well. It was love at first sight, and it has only grown from there. I know that we’re both going to be amazing parents and we can’t wait to raise this baby together and spend our lives together.” Erin smiles a little as the happiness on Ryan’s face immediately radiated off onto her.

“I’m surprised, honestly, but I’m happy and excited. I can see how much Lindsay means to you and where you see your future, and I’m also excited about being an aunt. I can’t wait to meet him or her.” Ryan smiles as it was nice to see the approval from her immediately. “I can guess that mom and dad were over the moon while Emma was concerned?”

“She expressed the same thing that you said initially, and then laid into me about making irresponsible decisions. She was also concerned, given the past for Sarina and Lindsay.” Erin glances at Chase at the mention of Sarina and takes a deep breath.

“Sarina has that same past, and look at how the past two years have worked out with Chase – they’re amazing and belong together. If they can overcome that, then what’s stopping you and Lindsay? I’m happy for you…” She then lifts her glass in toast. “Here’s to a new little boy joining our family!”

“Boy?” She nods her head as their glasses touch.

“I have a feeling I’m getting a nephew this winter.” She then glances over at Chase. “You’re quiet..”

“I was just letting Ryan share his news and you bask in the excitement,” Chase offers. “I’ve known for awhile and I told him immediately I was happy for him, but worried about the reaction he’d get in return. I’m glad you’re on his side.” Erin puts her hand on top of Chase’s.

“When someone believes in you from the start, it makes the world that much more easier to handle and tackle. You know there’s someone to depend on when the walls start to fall around you.” She then glances across the table at Ryan. “I could never leave my brother hanging.” She then returns her eyes back to Chase. “Just like even though I have no clue firsthand what Alison is like or what her motives are, but I believe you when you say that you didn’t sleep with her and you’re not the father of her forthcoming baby. It’s about that trust.”

“I appreciate that. Thank you.” Erin then takes a big sip of her glass, eyes locking on Ryan for a minute.

“I was actually surprised to hear that you and Sarina got into a bit of a fight over that news, and she hasn’t come to full grips yet.” It was now Chase’s turn to give Ryan a stern glance. He didn’t mind details shared since they’d come out eventually, but he wish a line was drawn in the process.

“She actually has now. It took some time, but she’s come around to believe what I was saying.” Erin then looks back over at Chase.

“I’m just surprised it took tim-”

“Complicated reason and situati-”

“You were adamant from the beginning so that should tell her someth-”

“She also felt that I was trying to prote-”

“You wouldn’t lie, Chase. I thought she learned that already.” Chase lets out a sigh as he didn’t want to get this far into the discussion or advanced, but there was no choice.

“She also just found out at that time she probably wouldn’t be able to carry a baby full term, Erin. She had a lot of her own emotions about her own chances at motherhood and just throwing that on her, I felt it would’ve been too much, so I originally hid the notion of Alison even being pregnant. Everything combined together and I can see why she wouldn’t believe me. Why would I tell her if I slept with someone else? Why would I encourage the thought of someone else giving me what she couldn’t when I expressed a desire at one point for that?” He then takes a deep breath, glancing down at the table immediately. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to just go off…”

“No, it’s okay…” Erin then places a hand on his shoulder. “I shouldn’t have pushed the issue with you, either. But now hearing that, and understanding your shoes, I get where she’s coming from. I also don’t even know what to say about the fact that you may not be able to have a family of your own one day. You’re great with kids.”

“We’re still waiting for a second opinion, and there’s options ranging from adoption to a surrogate.” Ryan then smiles a little.

“You’d make a great surrogate,” Ryan offers candidly, earning a stern glance from both Chase and Erin.

“That’d be a little awkward, all things considered,” Erin comments and Chase nods his head in agreement. “Since you guys are here to forget about all that for a week and have some fun, let’s try talking about something else. Say, let me discuss my plans for you both…” Chase and Ryan glance at each other concerned.

“Should we be scared?” Erin just rolls her eyes as she pulls out a notebook and map.

The rest of the night went smoothly as the plans fell together perfectly with excitement all around, followed by the usual banter that they normally shared when together.

Though as they left the pub later that night, Ryan couldn’t help but pull Erin aside about the comments earlier.

“I told you from day one that Chase will always have a sweet spot in my heart and I’ll always care about him,” Erin starts. “I’m just looking out for him, Ryan. Relax….”

Thursday, June 14

The boys head outside, following Erin as they tried to remember what she had put on the list of things to do.

“So who believes in Santa Clause?” Erin asks as the boys glance at each other confused.

“Erin, do you not remember the discussion with our parents?” Ryan wonders earning a chuckle from Chase.

“Yes, Ryan, I remember when my heart got broken because someone told me that daddy bought me the wrong dolly when I said that Santa messed up.” Chase glances over at Ryan a little surprised and Ryan lets out a sigh. “This is why having siblings close to your age is not a good idea. At least for you, both Brittany and Starr would be old enough to keep it a secret.”

“I learned a young age, though, when I told Santa that I needed new tires for the go-kart rather than other gifts,” Chase reveals, as Erin just smiles.

“Ah of course that would do it,” Erin comments. “See, Ryan spoiled it for both me and Emma.” Ryan makes a mocking face behind her which earns a chuckle from Chase. “Can I smack him now or later?”

“Whenever you please.” He then puts his sunglasses on as they head down the street. “Now since we’ve got sunshine for a change in this cloudy city, enlighten us…”

“We’re going to St. Nicholas’ Church.” Chase nods his head accepting as they make the walk down the street. “It’s not far from the hotel, and it’s a signature spot. I figured we’d do the tourist thing before a fun thing.”

“I didn’t come all this way for you to give me faith and a church,” Ryan argues as Erin just rolls his eyes.

“To appreciate the city, you must appreciate the artwork of the past,” Erin offers, earning a curious glance from both men.

“Just go with it, Ryan….” Chase encourages as they walk down Market Street.

The church, built in the 14^th century, wasn’t a full stroll down the street. While not much for history of churches, there was an appreciation in knowing the church was built in dedication to St. Nicholas of Myra, the patron saint of children, better known as Santa Claus.

“Are those gargoyles?” Ryan offers as he glances at the exterior of the church, earning a nod from the other two. “No other church has those….”

“And suddenly he’s interested,” Erin whispers earning a chuckle from Chase. “That’s one of the things that makes this church unique and why it stands out. I know like you said you’re not here as a traditional tourist and such, but you can’t come to Galway and skip it.”

It wasn’t long before the group was inside, taking a tour of the layout, which included various tombs and a reader’s desk. It was also neat in looking at the list of people who worshipped there, including Christopher Columbus.

“Feel special now, Ryan?” Chase questions as Ryan just flips him off. “That’s rude..”

The afternoon plan for the boys was better, as Erin knew that she’d get them interested immediately. Considering it was also sunny for once rather than cloudy, that was an added bonus.

She knew they both liked to go for decent bike rides and jogs, and there was no better spot to do that than Salthill Beach. Known for its high standard of environmental quality and safety, it was one of the nicest spots to relax in Galway, whether swimming, being a beach bum, or working out. That was easily thanks to the surroundings, from a scenic view back to the city to the color of the water.

“This is the perfect spot for a sunset,” Erin comments after they had gotten done a nice jog to look around everywhere. “Whenever my world feels like it’s too stressful or I’ve just had enough – whether missing everybody or whatever, this is where I come. I can sit here, watch that sunset, and just bask in the glory. It really takes me back and makes me be thankful for what I have..” She then glances at the boys as she gets comfy on the beach blanket. “Just like I’m thankful right now that you both chose to vacation here and spend time with me. I’m thankful for a very supportive big brother, and also an amazing best friend for life.”

“I’m glad you’re a part of my life too,” Chase offers with a smile. “I didn’t realize how much I needed this until now, laying here, thinking…” He then takes a deep breath. “No matter how crazy the world gets, I always have my friends, my girl, and my family.”

“Alison can do whatever she wants, but nothing will change that if they’re truly loyal to you, and if you remain strong.” He nods his head accepting.

“Don’t be questioning how strong he is now….” Ryan offers as Erin glances over at him.

“I wouldn’t be so quick to past judgment over there. just promise me no jumping out of planes anymore.” Ryan chuckles as he looks over at Chase.

“I already made Chase promise me that we’ll forget that activity.” Ryan glances back out over the water. “I may pick on you, Erin, but thank you for bringing us here. I agree with Chase – I didn’t realize how much I needed this time.”

“I never want to forget this view when I come home,” Erin continues. “I’ve told myself to memorize it. That way when I’m home and everything is chaotic, I can take a deep breath and come right back to here. When I leave Ireland and come home, I don’t want to lose this. I want to make sure that I come back here again.”

“Can we make a pack that we’ll come here again, together?” Chase questions and Erin nods her head in agreement as the three join hands.

“Heck, next time we’ll bring Lindsay and Sarina, too…” Ryan was a little surprised based on Erin comments in relation to Sarina, but was glad that she was opening up to respecting everyone.

Once the sun had set and group agreed hunger was on the horizon, Erin took them to another one of the pubs she enjoyed visiting on a regular basis. The group immediately set forth on ordering some food, with their drinks.

“One Guinness beer please,” Ryan orders as he places the menu down after everybody had ordered their food.

“You never drink Guinness,” Chase comments as Ryan looks over at him.

“Irish brings out a different side of me…” Chase just rolls his eyes remembering the trip to Amsterdam and those adventures.

“I’ve never tried a Guinness,” Erin then reveals, earning a surprised glance from both men.

“Seriously?” They both question and she nods her head.

“How can you spend months in Ireland and not try a Guinness?” Ryan questions and she shrugs her shoulders.

“She even suggested a tour of the plant – but yet has no idea and why they’re so good,” Chase adds as Ryan just shakes his head in disgust.

“Make that three glasses, please. She’s not getting out of here without a sampling.” The waiter heads off as Ryan just continues to look at Erin surprised.

“I can’t believe that we got ID’d.” Ryan then looks back towards Chase.

“It’s nice to blend in for a change and just let loose without any regard,” he offers and Chase nods his head in agreement.

“Should I worry?” Erin questions and both men shake their heads no. “Can I trust that?”

“We went through Amsterdam and didn’t get arrested,” Chase reminds her as she nods her head, having heard about those adventures.

“So do I get to see those two left feet turn into a pair of tap dancing heroes?” Chase just chuckles as he gives her a wink. Ryan could only think of every nerve in the process, knowing the feelings Erin still had.

It didn’t take long for the waiter to return, placing three glasses before them.

“It smells good,” Erin comments as she takes her glass, taking a wiff.

“Just drink it already,” Ryan encourages as she rolls her eyes.

“Here goes nothing….” She then takes a sip, smiling immediately. “This is good.”

“Better than Heinkenen?” Chase wonders, knowing her drink of choice.

“Not quite, but it’s a very good substitute,” Erin answers. “You still like your whiskey?”

“You can’t beat a glass of Jack.” Erin chuckles a little, followed by holding her glass in the air.

“Here’s to a week of adventure, laughs, joy, and a good ‘ol distraction. Let the fun begin!”

The Tale of Love & Racing: Sarina’s Story – Chapter 81: “Do yourself a favor and take a step back”

Friday, June 8 – Michigan International Speedway

“How close were we from making it to the next round?” Alan questions as he looks at the monitor, seeing they ended up qualifying 13^th.

“Hundreths of a second,” Josh answers. “That little bobble that Chase talked to you about – cut half of that out and we’re in.” Alan shakes his head in disbelief as he glances over at his driver.

“We’re getting where we want to be…” Chase nods his head in agreement.

“I’m sorr-” Chase starts and Alan gives him a stern glance.

“Don’t give me that apology shit,” he cuts him off. “You were driving your ass off as hard as you could. It’s not your fault. I missed the set-up a little so I’m to blame just as much. We’ll get there.” Chase nods his head as Alan walks over, placing an arm around his shoulders. “You believe me?”

“Absolutely.” Alan smiles a little as they watch the final round of qualifying start.

“You’re quiet….” Chase lets out a sigh as he glances over his shoulder.

“Why can’t everybody just let it go? Everybody knows what happened, but yet they’re on my case about every single little feeling.” Alan glances over at him a little confused. “My parents keep asking about how I am doi-”

“They care abou-”

“You keep aski-”

“I care abou-”

“Jimmie pushed to find out more information after hearing that I had a small nightmare while watching Lydia.” Alan’s jaw now drops in shock. “I flashed back to the hotel room, woke up a little spooked. She caught me with tears rolling down my cheeks. I told her it was a bad dream and she offered to comfort me. She then told Jimmie, and Jimmie asked me about it.”

“What did you say?” Chase lets out a sigh as he looks back out to the track.

“I told him it was about Alison, which he understood because of everything and offered to be there if I need a friend.” Chase looks over at Alan. “He doesn’t know about everything she did. I can’t bring myself to say oh yeah, I had a nightmare because this chick sexually assaulted me.”

“Chase…..” Chase takes a deep breath.

“Everybody is going to find out, though. Whennver they finally set the date and we do the trial, I am going to have to say everything. Everybody is going to know what happened. Then what?” Alan knew it was a touchy subject as he thought over the best wording to say.

“They’ll understand everything that you’ve been dealing with. They’ll have sympathy for your reactions, behavior, everything that you’ve been saying. They’ll also know to give you space knowing it’s a touchy subject. Some people may even view you as a hero for being strong.” Alan then places a hand on his shoulder. “Nobody knows how everybody will react and what is going to happen. Honestly? That doesn’t matter, Chase. Those who know you will be there to support you. Those who want to do whatever else can kiss your ass because at the end of the day, all that matters is you.”

“I know, but it’s hard….” Alan nods his head sympathically.

“I know Sarina is racing next weekend in Iowa, but it’s your off-weekend. You’ve been through hell and back these past couple of months, balancing your schedule, racing, and Alison’s whole list of shit. Do yourself a favor and take a step back, take some time to catch your breath, and relax. Unplug from everything and try to have a bit of relaxation and fun. Can you promise me that?” Chase smiles, nodding his head yes. “And if you need anything while she’s in Texas, don’t hesitate to call me – no matter the time of night.”

“I’ll be fine. My little angel is coming back to stay tonight.” Alan then looks over puzzled. “Lydia loves spending time with me, and Jimmie says if it helps, he’s willing to let her spend the weekend at my coach.”

“Children can be a bless – shit, I didn’t mea-”

“Children can be a blessing in the happiness that they can bring and distraction. You can say it, Alan. We’ve talked about this. I’ve come to grips….” Alan nods his head, accepting.

“Just don’t keep distracting yourself that you don’t face your feelings.”

After a quick chat and snack, things were starting to get settled in for the night for Chase and Lydia. Knowing there was no way he was missing the truck race, he had convinced her that they curl up in the big bed in the motorcoach and watch it together.

“Sarina?” Lydia questions and Chase nods his head as they get comfy with a bucket of popcorn.

“Yeah, we’re going to watch Sarina race on the big TV,” Chase answers as she smiles. “Now, what number is Sarina?”

“Eighteen!” Chase looks over impressed as he didn’t expect her to know that.

“You’re pretty smart, huh?” Lydia just keeps smiling in return.

Starting third, she was strong through the first portion, running in the top-three through the first stage until a caution with 10 laps to go. Rudy pulled the strategy card, bringing her down pit road rather than keeping the position for stage points. Restarting about 14^th, she crossed the line in 12^th.

Chase had expected Rudy to leave her out and gain back the lost ground, but instead he made the decision to pit her once again.

“What the hell?” He questions out loud confused as Lydia glances over.

“Bad word Chasey!” She says as he immediately covers his mouth, repeating what he said back to himself.

“Sorry. Guess I’m just a little nervous tonight..” Lydia then grabs a handful of popcorn before cuddling into his side.

“She will win!” Chase smiles as he was certainly enjoying the vote of confidence.

Restarting from the seventh position, she didn’t make up much ground, only moving up to fifth and staying there until a caution with six laps to go in the stage – which puzzled Chase about the initial strategy even more. Of course once again, Rudy made the decision to bring her down pit road rather than get the stage points, setting her back to restart seventh and finish sixth in the second stage.

“There we go….” He lets out as Rudy left her out at the end of the second stage, allowing her to move up to the second position for the restart.

“She win?” Lydia asks, eyes half-opening back up as Chase glances down at her.

“It’s not over yet sweetheart. Listen, close your eyes and I promise I’ll tell you what happened in the morning.” He then wraps his arm back around her as she grabs her stuffed animal, cuddling it as she closes her eyes once again.

Restarting second, Sarina was unable to hold the track position, dropping back to fifth – which was still decent considering the older tires. The next caution flew at 60 laps to go, which was just outside of the fuel window.

“Of course….” He lets out as he watches them come down pit road, with her set to restart fifth for the restart.

He knew if he was at the track sitting on the pit box, this would be the time that he’d be trying to peak at the numbers being written down by the engineers for fuel mileage. Instead, he was stuck in a bed with his little buddy, fingers crossed, hoping that they could make it on gas.

Over the course of the run, his nerves were shot as it seemed every thought and pit road report had him knowing that they’d be outta gas in the final laps, and stuck with a poor finish. However, his nerves got a sigh of relief when the caution flew with 19 laps to go.

Rudy brought her down pit road, giving her four tires, setting her up to restart eighth. Unfortunately, it probably would’ve been better to stay out – like eventual race winner, or get two tires as making up ground never happened, but rather falling back to 10^th.

“Come on Rudy….” He says getting discouraged with the lack of adjustments. It almost seemed a repeat of several other weeks this year where they ran great the first two stages, and then just fell off the final section.

The final yellow flag flew with seven laps to go, with Rudy bringing her back down pit road. Restarting from 12^th, she was only able to make two spots, finishing 10^th.

He grabbed his phone off of the nightstand, sending her a quick note of encouragement on the night and a I love you, I miss you message. He then put his phone up, getting comfortable with Lydia, letting his eyes drift close for a good night’s sleep.

Saturday, June 9 – Michigan International Speedway

After a crazy hectic Friday, it was nice to have a relaxing Saturday ahead of him, with just a single two hour practice to make sure they got the handling right on the car for Sunday.

As they had been doing, solid progress was seen throughout the session with Chase feeling comfortable and feeling it was something they could work with, despite only being 17^th quickest on the speed chart.

Though once the meeting was done and his mind was left to wander, he couldn’t help but reflect back to Alan’s comments from the previous day about taking some time to himself. He knew the crew chief was right as certainly the weight on his shoulders felt like it was getting heavier with each passing day.

“Do I want to know?” He hears, snapping him out of his thoughts as Ryan walks into the garage. “You looked like you were deep in thought.”

“Nah, it was nothing,” Chase brushes it off immediately but Ryan knew better than that. However, he wasn’t there to push the issue – but rather offer the alternative.

“So Lindsay and I finally told Emma that she’s pregnant.” Chase glances over a little surprised. “It went just as lovely as you’d probably expect knowing Emma. While she’s ready to spoil the child and be the greatest aunt ever, she immediately pulled me aside to question Lindsay’s intentions and behavior.”

“I’m not surprised, Ryan….” Ryan just lets out a sigh as he leans back against the pit box beside him.

“I’m actually not either. I tried to explain how we casually met and we’re working at getting closer and then it just…well, it just happened. She told me that I should’ve been more careful, I should know how to wear gloves, and everything else in between. She’s still concerned, too, despite everything we’ve said, about Lindsay’s history and intentions due to Chris, Bethany and everything…” Chase lets out a sigh as he glances towards the ground.

“I’m sorry that you’re faced with that, man. I know what it feels like because I heard the same thing from my sister, too. Brit was ready to throw Sarina out the back door at dinner – if not have it secretly kidnapped on a mission.” Ryan chuckles a little, not surprised. “But hey, she grew to tolerate and like her over time. Give it some time…”

“I’m trying – but you know how much Emma’s approval means to me.” Chase nods his head, understanding. He knew how close Ryan was with both his sisters.

“So have you told Erin yet?” Ryan shakes his head no.

“This isn’t something that you tell someone over the phone, man, and she’s still away in Ireland. Speaking of which….” Chase wasn’t sure he wanted to go this direction. “Let’s just be honest and state this openly. You’ve had a crazy hectic past couple of months and an escape from reality would be welcoming. I also like to have my time to get away and recharge during these breaks. We talked about this last year when we were there that we wanted to go back and see more of Irela-”

“No, no – no way….” Ryan looks on surprised. “You and Lindsay can just pick up and run away but Sarina still has her schedu-”

“I talked to her about this already.” Chase looks over, jaw dropping immediately. “Lindsay doesn’t want to travel much due to being pregnant and sickness and all that jazz. We know Sarina can’t go because of her race in Iowa, but she agrees with me – you need some time to get away, forget about everything for a couple days, and have some fun. Lindsay is going to stay with her and go to Iowa, as long as you agree to come with me to Ireland.”

“Seriously?” Ryan nods his head. “So you put all these pieces together without consulting me first?”

“I figured I’d take all the hard work and planning out of the equation because this is supposed to be a little getaway for you. At the same time, I can meet up with Erin and tell her the great news.” Chase smiles a little.

“I wouldn’t mind seeing Erin’s reaction….” Ryan then smiles as he knew that meant he was warming up to the idea.

“We always do a vacation at this time. You got to say yes…” Chase glances over. “Well, you could say no – but everybody may kick your ass. Besides, you have to admit that I am right.”

“Alan mentioned the same thing to me yesterday – make sure to take time for yourself, even with Sarina’s schedule.”

“So is that a yes?” Chase had been looking forward to Ireland, and he had to admit that some time away was exactly what the doctor ordered. While having comfort from everyone was nice, the time away would probably do more good than he probably realized right now. He also knew that the girls would enjoy their own time to themselves with how hectic everything had been, and there was no fear with Alison locked up now.

“Let’s go have some fun!” Ryan lets out a small cheer, immediately pulling his phone out to send a text of approval to Erin, Sarina and Lindsay.

Sunday, June 10 – Michigan International Speedway

Chase scrolls through his twitter feed, letting out a sigh as he glances back up towards the sky. They may say it’s clearing, but the sky and drops of rain set to fall, combined with the radar said otherwise.

Why couldn’t NASCAR just admit it?

His eyes return back to his phone, as another sigh escaped his lips. Rain delays sucked, but they even sucked worse without Sarina there.

He was actually surprised that she hadn’t made it to the track yet. He knew she stayed in Texas to watch the IndyCar race last night and was flying out on Sunday morning – and he had gotten an update that she had landed, but that didn’t explain the fact that she hadn’t made it to the track yet.

“Where are you?” He asks himself, stopping every urge to send her a panic message and see where she was. While it felt like hours since the update, it’d only been two – and he knew traffic was a bitch on raceday.

“Where is who?” He hears, and a smile comes to his face immediately, as he glances up above his phone. “Hey babes…” She then leans down, placing a kiss on his lips.

“Hey…” She then sits down beside him on the pavement.

“So why are we camping out by the car?” He just shrugs his shoulders. “Was someone feeling a little lonely?”

“I missed you, okay?” He then looks over into her blue eyes. “And I know I am going to miss you this upcoming week…” He then kisses her lips.

“I am going to miss you, too, but I also agree with Ryan. You need to do something for yourself. If this is the right therapy and gives you that escape you need, then I can handle it. We can always text each other and facetime, right?” He nods his head in agreement.

“I almost said no because I knew I’d miss you so much….” She then smiles a little.

“I almost told Ryan that he was full of shit for asking you. But then I realized he was right, and I wouldn’t mind some girl time. The fact that Lindsay and I haven’t gotten to hang out at all for a couple of months now is a shock.”

“That’s because of me…” She then shrugs her shoulders.

“I’m not complaining, though. I wouldn’t take back all the time that I spent taking care of you, Chase. You needed that comfort, and I promised you I’d give you every bit of that because I can’t ever make up for what you did for me.”

“I appreciate it.” She then leans over to glance at his phone, and she does, the skies open up, soaking them both immediately. They both laugh, glancing back and forth, seeing as her retro Chase Elliott t-shirt and jeans were soaked right through to go with his firesuit. “I’m glad that I asked for two of these firesuits now…”

“Come on…” She then gets up, grabbing his hand as they run off for shelter by the team pit box.  “I have to say that clings to you very nicely when it’s soaked…” She then wraps an arms around him, with her hands immediately finding their way down to his butt cheeks. “And you’re probably going to need some help changing out of it.”

“The same way that I believe these jeans won’t slide off so easily…” He then leans in, bringing his lips to hers, as he pushes back up against the pit box. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you, too.” She accepts every inch of the kiss, not moving her hands one bit from his butt. “Clyde…”

“Trailer?” She nods her head without a single word as they trek through the rain, heading inside, with the lounge door closing immediately, with the lock flicked as he pinned her back against the wall.

“Like I said, you’re going to need help of that…” Her hands work their way to the zipper of his firesuit, as he runs his fingertips along the waistline of her jeans.

The Tale of Love & Racing: Sarina’s Story – Chapter 80: Pocono Double

Saturday, June 2 – Pocono Raceway

Sarina glances through the garage, a bit of shock washing over her as she makes her way over to Lindsay.

“You’re actually here this weekend?” Sarina questions, catching Lindsay off-guard.

“Uh duh of course,” Lindsay answers as she places on her stomach. “Not that I’ve got to enjoy the Pocono weather at all because this little one has been a bit of a pain.” Sarina looks on concerned.

“Morning sickness?” Lindsay nods her head accepting, as she lets out a sigh.

“It’s more like all day sickness. I’ve had it all this week. I could’ve even think about food on Wednesday without throwing up. it’s getting easier, and I finally was able to get digest some toast so I thought I’d actually come out and support my man.” Lindsay then glances into the Cup garages. “I see you’re not getting much time with Chase.”

“I’m getting enough for what matters.” Lindsay just rolls her eyes as Sarina smiles. “Hey, he’s having fun doing double duty for a change and he isn’t doing too bad. He says the car feels good for the XFINITY race, and 11^th in Cup practice isn’t bad considering…” Lindsay nods her head in agreement.

“I just realized I dumped all my baby news on you without a thought of consid-”

“No, it’s okay – trust me. I can handle it.” Lindsay then looks over surprised as it was a change considering the last reaction she had gotten. “I’ve come to grips with things. They may not be what I truly want, but I’ve come to grips with it. I can’t wait to be an aunt to your little boy or girl. I can’t wait to see what the future holds for myself and Chase. I also can’t wait until I prove everybody wrong and win that championship.”

“Still dealing with the doubters?” Sarina lets out a sigh, nodding her head.

“I only got the ride because I’m female. I’m only relevant because I’m dating Chase. I should’ve dumped for all the bullshit that I caused with my brother. Oh, and Alison is somehow my fault too.” Lindsay looks over surprised.

“Girl, what have both Chase and I told you about all that bullshit?” Sarina crosses her arms.

“To forget and ignore, but sometimes that’s too hard to do. Hence why I’m turning haters into motivators.” Lindsay smiles as she had heard that line before courtesy of Kyle.

“So Chase should just make you another shelf in the trophy room right?” Sarina just chuckles. “Speaking of Alison, when do you get those paternity test results?”

“Not until July as you have to be 10 weeks before they can get the DNA from the baby. If it was up to me, I’d just rip her apart and figure out what the hell sex that thing is. She’s so crazy that I’d be scared of a baby from it.” Lindsay was now really surprised. “What? I know I should have sympathy for an unborn life and everybody deserves a chance, but did you see everything that she’s done? Anything connected to that has to be crazy.”

“But what if Chase is the father?” Sarina glances over, slightly concerned, as her eyes glance down to the ground.

“I know if he turns out to be the father, he would want to do whatever it took for that baby and take full responsibility. I know him well enough to say that fully confident, no matter who the mother is.” Sarina then glances back up at Lindsay. “But is he the father? I don’t think so. The more that I talk with him about what happened, the more details that he tells me about what happened and he comes to grips with everything, the more I believe that she is playing this game to try and pull his life apart again. That’s who she is, Lindsay.”

“I’m surprised to see the change in perspective.” Sarina lets out a sigh as she glances back into the garage stall.

“Sometimes you have to trust your gut and believe every word out of your man’s mouth, even if you want to put a full shadow of doubt initially. I’m learning to trustworthy and be more open, each day a little more. Chase, you, Kyle and Samantha – I know I can trust each of you without a shadow of a doubt. So if he tells me he isn’t the father, I am going to damn well believe him.”

Chase leans back against the car as Sarina walks over handing him a bottle of water.

“Close….” She comments as he takes a sip, eyes focused on her.

“Close only counts in horseshoes and ha-” he starts.

“Hand grenades.” He nods his head as he drinks more of the water. “But considering the fact that you ran outside of the top-five all day and came back to finish second with strategy at the end, should you be complaining?” Chase shakes his head no. “I mean, to finish second to Kyle in the XFINITY Series is an achievement in itself with the way Gibbs has that program put together.”

“Of course you’d comment on their supreme equipment.” She then smiles as she leans back beside him.

“It was fun driving those cars, okay? If Joe called me tomorrow and said hey, you’re running this race next weekend, I’d have the helmet packed quicker than he could hang up.” Chase chuckles as he wraps an arm around her shoulders.

“You’ll get that opportunity, don’t worry.” He then gives her a quick kiss. “So you didn’t just watch me all day….”

“Are you kidding me? I’m the super supportive girlfriend who does anythi-”

“Fiancée, and I saw you talking with Lindsay.” She smiles at the reminder in change of the wording as she glances down pit road towards Lindsay and Ryan.

“I wanted to see how my girl is doing. It seems that pregnancy isn’t all sunshine and roses for her. She’s been dealing with some morning sickness that turned into all-day sickness.” Chase makes a face as he glances down their way. “Maybe not being able to get pregnant has its advantages…”

“Did I just really hear that from you?” Sarina lets out a sigh as she glances back at Chase.

“I’m coming to grips with reality, okay? Just like racing has taught me that I need to be calmer and realistic, I’m trying to do that with my entire life. While you’re handling what you’ve got, I’m becoming stronger myself. That includes realizing that maybe having a baby isn’t in the cards…” Chase pulls her even closer to him.

“We still have the second opinion. I know it’s taking longer than warranted, but when I mentioned to Rick that we were looking for someone to give us another opinion, he wanted to find the best expert that he could find so we knew the truth.” She nods her head, remembering the discussion. “I understand trying to do what you’re doing, but I also know how badly it broke your heart when you found out that you couldn’t carry a baby full term. I remember the tears and pain. You don’t just let that go by changing your ways, Sarina – same way I can’t just forget what happened.” He then takes a slow deep breath. “Before you make these life altering decisions, just promise me that you’ll consider what is to come.”

“I can promise you that, but I can also tell you that I’m prepared for whatever happens.” She then turns to face him, wrapping her arms around him. “We’ve been through so much. There were times that I thought I lost you from either my stupid mistakes, or Chris’ behavior, or Alison’s choices. They made me appreciate what I have so much more, and I’m ready to live in the moment. As long as we’re together, happy, and healthy, that’s what matters.” She then reaches up on her tippy toes and kisses his lips. “I love you, Clyde.”

“I’ll always love you, too.”

Sunday, June 3 – Pocono Raceway

Sitting comfortable on the pit box, the day had gone smoothly as Sarina couldn’t complain thus far. Alan had worked on the handling to get it pretty decent for Chase, and he had been able to run in the top-10 all day.

Though when the caution came out in the late stages, Alan made the decision to leave Chase out while several of the leaders, having him restart third. While the track position was nice, the older tires did him no favors as he fell back outside of the top-10.

“Of course,” Sarina says to herself trying to avoid the thought of cursing Alan out. She got trying a gamble and do something different and maybe snag a win and track position, but she knew they needed solid finishes from here on out as they were right on the border of playoff elimination. It was never too early to think about the post-season.

Thankfully, the caution came out with 18 laps to go, which Alan made the decision to bring him down pit road. Restarting outside of the top-20, Chase would drive the wheels off of it, making his way back up into the top-10 by the checkered flag.

“I don’t blame you for trying something,” Chase stated after the race as Alan lets out a long sigh.

“We could’ve possibly got a top-five if I would’ve given you tires when you needed them,” Alan comments as Sarina nods her head in agreement. Sure, it was a decent finish and she could leave with a smile on her face. However, that didn’t absorb Alan of his wrong decision.

“We’ll get them next week. Michigan has always treated us well, right?” Alan nods his head in agreement as he glances at Sarina.

“Have fun in Texas,” he states as Sarina simply just smiles back in return.

“I’ll see you on Sunday to keep your ass in line,” she offers as Chase just laughs.

“Why am I not surprised?” Alan then walks away as Chase glances over at her.

“Remind me next time to not allow him to make stupid decisions on the box.” Chase just rolls his eyes as he wraps an arm around her shoulders.

“But if his strategy would’ve worked out, as it did for a couple others, you would’ve called him your hero.” She then lets out a sigh as they head back through the garage together. “Just make sure to behave next weekend. I’m not there to keep you in line.”

“I’m Kyle’s angel now, remember?” Chase just rolls his eyes.

Thursday, June 7  – North Carolina

Chase smiles as he reads the latest text message from Sarina, glad that she was in a good mood. Then again, how could she complain after being second quickest in practice?

“Story?” Chase hears as Lydia looks over at him, holding a book in her hand.

“I did tell you that I would read you one before bed, right?” Lydia nods her head yes. He puts his phone aside, snagging the book out of her little hands as he gets her tucked in on the couch.

With their crazy hectic schedule, Jimmie had wanted to take Chandra out on a special date night of their own without any interruptions. That was fine except while Genieve was sleeping over at a friend’s, their babysitter was not available to watch Lydia. That’s when Chase stepped up, knowing that Lydia would absolutely love a night with him.

The pair had been having fun throughout the night, from playing games to baking cookies and building a fort with the cushions in the living room – all while Chase kept checking timing and scoring from Texas.

Though now that it was night time, it was her bed time and that meant one thing – time for a story. She had brought a selection of books from her collection, all ending up with Chase reading her Dr. Seuss’ Green Eggs and Ham before bed.

As he turned to the fifth page, he looked over and a smile formed as she was already passed out. He set the book lightly down beside her, before turning the light off.

After spending time relaxing with some more text messages to Sarina and a bit of Netflix, it was certainly time for him to close his eyes and go to sleep. Not wanting to be far from her, he made the decision to sleep in the lazyboy while she was on the couch.

“On the bed, spread eagle….” He simply follows the orders as she places the phone just out of reach from his fingers, allowing the live video feed to play once again, as she strips out of her clothes. “I should almost just do what I really want tonight to make you suffer for that comment. Actually, I could simply just send the messa-”

“No, please. Leave Sarina alone. Take me. Do whatever you want. Just please leave her alone.” Alison smirks even wider as she climbs on the bed, laying on top of him.

“I could easily take these off….” She runs her finger tips along the waistline of his boxers. “But we’ll save that for another night…” Just like the previous night, she begins off the same way, her breathing picking up as she did so, matched by his doing the same with a tinge of fear and pain mixed in. But yet, she was getting her satisfaction in feeling him harden against her even through the fabric.

“The….ring….” He grabs her hand, bringing it to closer view of his eyes, seeing the familiar pink diamond. “You took Sarina’s ring…” Alison smirks as she looks into his eyes.

“She doesn’t need tha-”

“Take it off!” Now he really wished that Jordan and Alan heard them. “Take it off!”

“Shut up and kiss me like you mean it, and maybe you’ll get your wish….” He takes a deep breath, accepting the kiss that she had to offer, as well as the continued body movements. “Good boy….”

“Please….” She then moves her lips down his collarbone, sucking as hard as she can as a moan escapes her lips once again.

“I know you want me….”

Chase sits up instantly in the chair, covered in a cold sweat as he tries to catch his breath. He instantly glances over at the couch, seeing Lydia still sleeping.

“You’re okay,” he tells himself as he slowly gets up and makes his way into the kitchen. He pours himself a glass of milk, leaning against the counter, drinking it immediately. “It was just a dream. She can’t hurt you anymore. Just forget it, Chase.” He then takes a couple more deep breathes, feeling the tears roll down his cheeks.

“Chase?” He hears, catching him off-guard as he tries to wipe the tears off of his face immediately seeing four-year-old before him. “You okay?” He nods his head yes as he takes a deep breath.

“Yeah, I’m fine sweetheart,” he replies before kneeling down to her level. “You know those bad dreams that happen with monsters?” Lydia nods her head. “Well, I had one and it scared me – but I’m okay.”

“I save you!” She then wraps her arms tightly around him, which he immediately accepts the hug without reservation.

“Thank you sweetheart. Say, why don’t we both get back to sleep?” She nods her head in agreement as he takes her hand, walking back to the living room together. He tucks her into the blanket on the couch, before climbing back in the lazy boy once again. “Good night Lydia.”

“Night Chase.” He was just about to sleep when he felt movement in the chair, immediately relaxing when he felt arms around his neck. “I cuddle. I save you. Love you.” He then gives her a kiss on the top of the head.

“I love you too, Lydia.”

Friday, June 8  – Michigan International Speedway

Jimmie walks into the garage stall, eyes locked on Chase.

“For someone who just timed in fifth quickest, you’re not looking super happy,” Jimmie comments as Chase glances over. He was actually surprised to see his teammate as normally they all just got together as team meeting time. “But maybe that’d do with last night.”

“Last night?” Chase questions, a little curious. He actually thought Lydia had a good time – at least that’s what she told him.

“Lydia told me that you woke up from a bad dream with scary monsters.” Chase lets out a sigh as he had to know that it’d get back to Jimmie eventually. “She told me that she comforted you.”

“Yeah, I appreciated that actually – and I promise that I didn’t say a lot or really anythi-”

“I’m not mad, or upset, or concerned about that. well, actually, I’m concerned about you if you’re having bad dreams like that. Are you sure everything is okay?” Chase knew he couldn’t keep the act up with everybody forever, especially those close as they found out details. Besides, everyone was going to know in a matter of days when the trial finally took place.

“I had a flashback to an incident with Alison.” Jimmie had pretty much figured that out already.

“I know she stalked you for months, drugged, tripped you with a banana, crashed a plane – she has a track record. So I get why that’d bug you even still to this day and it’d take time to get through it. I also know it can’t be easy being by yourself with Sarina there to support you. Am I right?” Chase nods his head yes. “If it’s easier for you, Lydia can stay with you tonight and tomorrow night until Sarina gets here. If you’re not willing to open up to me, that’s the least I can offer and do to help as a teammate and a friend.” Chase hated to not spill the details, and be open, but how could he admit that out loud once again?

“I appreciate that. Thank you because your daughter is amazing.” Jimmie smiles, having realized that already.

“She also says that you’re pretty cool to hang out with. You’d make a pretty cool dad probably.” Chase slowly nods his head in response, knowing that hit a core in two spots at once.

“We’ll have to see what happens….” Jimmie watches closely as Chase takes a deep breath. “Can I tell you something that you promise you won’t tell anyone?” Jimmie nods his head yes. “Sarina had a miscarriage in January, and she was told last month that she may not be able to carry a baby full-term. We’re getting a second opinion, but we may not be able to have kids of our ow-”

“What about a surrogate or adoption?” Chase knew the options were there, and knew that discussion was next with Sarina. But first things first, it was dealing with Alison and the initial news.

“We’ve talked a little, but no decisions have been made yet.” Jimmie nods his head, accepting.

“I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings in making the comme-”

“You didn’t. I’ve realized this already because this is something that we’ve been working our way through since January. I’ve accepted what is to come in the future for Sarina and I as parents. As she said to me, as long as we’re together, happy and healthy, that’s all that matters. But I can admit to you that sometimes, it stings a little..” Jimmie wraps an arm around him.

“I can’t fault you for that as I know it would for me and Chandra if we were in the same situation. But I’m proud also for how you’re handling it. For what it’s worth, you can always come to me to talk about it, and you can always babysit if you want. Lydia just adores you…” Chase smiles as that was very easy to tell.

“Even if she ends up dating Brexton because of it?” Jimmie looks on surprised. “Yeah, they had a good play at KBM when you asked me to watch her a couple weeks ago and I stopped by to see Sarina.”

“Oh boy, save me now….” Chase just chuckles as Jimmie walks away. “I’ll bring her by at 8, okay?” Chase nods his heads accepting.

“Yeah, thanks….” He then runs his hands over his face as he lets out a long sigh. “If only you knew, Jimmie….”

The Tale of Love & Racing: Sarina’s Story – Chapter 79: Coca-Cola 600

Sunday, May 27 – Charlotte Motor Speedway

Sarina walks into the Cup Series garage, surprised to see all of the crew members gone but yet one person remaining there. Her radar of concern came on immediately, too, seeing as he seemed lost in his own world.

Taking a deep breath, knowing that things were touchy still with everything going on and having heard the latest news, she didn’t know what to expect.

“Hey,” she says quietly as she places a hand on his shoulder. “Are you okay?” He nods his head as he glances back at her. “You know, you can tell me what’s on your min-”

“I told Ryan last night about what happened,” he cuts her off, catching her by surprise. “I told him what Alison did. I was freezing up a little thinking about the pageant last year where it began, how she tried to set us up with that photo, and he caught that. He brought up a couple other things and next thing, I told him what she did. I told him that she sexually assaulted me.” He takes a shaky deep breath as Sarina just remains frozen, hand locked on his shoulder.

“That’s big, Chase. For you to be able to talk to a friend, someone you trust, and voluntarily about that is big. It shows that you’re coming to grips with it, moving forward.” He nods his head as he turns a little, facing her more.

“I almost did it though as a test to myself. Could I speak about what happened clearly without a single problem? I know I have to speak to a room of strangers in a court room about what happened. But if I can’t tell a friend, how could I do tha-”

“You’re putting too much pressu-”

“I’d rather find out before I get to that moment how I am going to react and make sure I don’t totally freak out than to have it happen then.” Sarina could understand that, but still wanted to go back to her original words. However, she knew there was no convincing him. it was part of his nature to find his flaws, and work at fixing those.

“And how do you feel about that a day later now?” He then glances down, as he takes a deep breath.

“I think I can do it. I think I can go there, state what happened, and move forward. I’m ready to put that in the rearview. Just like I was ready for that night with you, I’m ready for the rest of this. I’ve come to grips that she did what she did, and the only way it can hurt me is if I let it hurt me. I still blame mysel-”

“Chas-”

“I know what you’re going to say, and I keep telling myself that – but it’s taking time, okay?” She nods her head, nicely. “Ryan did bring up something else though that I was thinking about, as well. He asked about the pregnancy claim, and what you thought about it. I told him you were angry initially, but have put that aside for us.” He then looks into her eyes. “Can I ask you for your honest opinion? I don’t care what it is, so don’t be afraid and lie so I will agree and make this easy. I want your honest opinion, please…”

“I want to believe you. I want to believe that she is full of shit and just doing this for what you said – to come between us, and to create false drama. I want to believe what you told me in what happened and the fact that there was no intercourse at any time. But damn it, I can’t help but wonder. Maybe that’s because of my own problems, maybe it’s jealousy – I don’t know. But I can’t stand here confidently and say that I don’t believe it without the fact on paper.” Chase nods his head, accepting, as he lets out a sigh.

“I will admit that it hurts to hear you can’t trust me fully on what happened and everything, but I get it. That’s all I’m going to say.” She then scoots closer, laying her head against his shoulder.

“No matter what, though, I am behind you and I am going to stand with you supporting you. I am going to do whatever it takes. I wouldn’t have accepted that proposal if I wasn’t going to.” A small smile forms on his face, before leaning in and kissing her lips.

“I’m glad that you accepted that proposal, by the way. I just hope you don’t go too crazy on the wedding plans.” She then chuckles back in response a little.

“I’ll try to keep it in line, but no promises….”

Chase leans back against the car, flashing a quick smile over the crew guys. It had been one of those decent races, where they looked stronger at times than others. However, running no higher than sixth throughout the event, they ended up with an 11^th to show for their efforts.

“I call tonight progress,” Alan starts as he walks over, handing him a bottle of water. “We weren’t as strong as we wanted, but we were better than we’ve been lately. The new motor package made a difference, and we got closer on the handling. A couple more tweaks, and we’ll be where we were last year.” Chase nods his head as he takes a sip.

“It’s not going to happen overnight, but if we can make small gains like this, you’re right,” Chase comments as Alan smiles a little. It was nice to have a positive perspective compared to the past couple of weeks.

“Did you see how Jimmie ran? He was up in the top-five for a good middle portion of the race. Alex even flirted with the top-10. The work is beginning to finally show – hopefully enough to keep the guys in the game.” Chase gives the crew chief a glance.

“We’re family. You don’t ever give up on family. These guys are going to be willing to do whatever it takes until we’re celebrating in victory lane. One thing – when we finally do win, it’s going to be a long night.” Alan chuckles but knew that’d be the truth.

“Do you think we could put one of Clint Bowyer’s parties to shame?” Chase laughs, shaking his head no.

“He’s certainly special…..”

Friday, June 1  – Pocono Raceway

Fridays were normally busy days at the track with practice and media. That was no secret as that was an experience every weekend.

So why did they have to up the anty and make this weekend even crazier?

Since a good morning kiss shared in the morning, Chase and Sarina had been unable to really get a single moment together since then.

Sarina started off with truck practice, topping the charts in style. While she headed off for a debrief, Chase was in the Cup Series car, ranking 20^th by the end of the session. They didn’t get any time after that as he was off to the XFINITY Series garage, showing speed with top-six rankings in both sessions. Although he had wanted to see her afterwards, that didn’t happen due to post-practice debriefs, combined with her pre-qualifying meeting.

So with the latest meeting done, Alan stood back and almost chuckled and watching his driver’s reaction. He knew the distance was getting to them both, having seen them trying to catch glances of each other. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to see the latest glance on Chase’s face as he watched her hurry through the garage to pit road for qualifying.

“I have one single question – what are you going to do next weekend?” Alan says as he walks over, snapping Chase out of her daze. “Don’t try to cover your ass up, either. You were checking her out.”

“Is there a real problem with that, though?” Chase questions as he glances back at the crew chief, before returning his eyes forward. That didn’t welcome a good response, though, as she had disappeared.

“Again, what are you doing next weekend?” Chase smiles as discussions were already put in place with the way the schedule had worked out.

“She’ll be here Sunday for the race. She’s going to run the truck race, stay there for the XFINITY event, and then fly to be here for my race. We got this, Alan…” Alan just rolls his eyes as the plan actually didn’t surprise him. He was more intrigued to see what they’d do through the harshest part of the summer.

“Are you ready for the time apar-”

“We handled it last yea-”

“That was before everything that happened…” Chase turns around, facing the crew chief.

“Are you going to continue to remind me of what happened? I don’t need that, Alan. I am working my way through it slowly at my own pace. I am finding my way of dealing wi-”

“Avoi-”

“I openly told Ryan what happened last weekend. I discussed my thoughts about the upcoming trial with Sarina. Do you call that avoiding, Alan? I know it hit me hard, and I didn’t handle it right at first. But trust me when I say this – I’m fine.” Alan nods his head, accepting, but his eyes don’t leave his driver.

“Can you blame me for worrying, though?” Chase shakes his head no. “Okay. I’ll try to remember what you’re saying and listen to what you want. At the same time, reme-”

“I know where to find you if I need you.” Chase then heads off, making his way out to pit road, actually curious to see how truck qualifying was going to go.

After watching Sarina snag the pole for the truck race, Chase knew there was no time like the present to put in a good lap and keep the good fortune going. Surprising himself a little bit, they had managed to get the third round in qualifying despite questioning their lack of speed in practice. However, the final round didn’t go as strongly as hoped, qualifying 11^th for Sunday.

“I’ll take it,” Chase states as Alan walks up to him on pit road.

“It’s progress,” Alan adds. “I know you want to go run and watch her, but I need to kno-”

“Loose through the tunnel turn, but now it’s tight in three. Does that help you?” Alan lets out a sigh, nodding his head.

“See, we’re totally in sync now. if only I could get the car to be in sync with us and listen to my adjustments. I knew you’d still be loose in the tunnel turn, but not as bad as before. I didn’t realize it’d affect turn three, though.” Chase smiles as he glances at the crew chief.

“That’s why you get paid the big bucks – to figure out strange places like the tricky triangle. Wave your magic wand, say your spells, and we’ll be fine for practice tomorrow.” Alan just rolls his eyes.

“Just go tell your princess to win the race and keep you in a good mood.” Chase glances down pit road as Sarina speaking with Rudy and the guys.

“She’s got a good truck, and she’s got a good team around her. I feel pretty good about our chances.”

Chase climbs the steps, taking his usual seat behind Rudy, who simply takes a glance at the watch.

“You’re getting quicker at changing,” Rudy offers as Chase takes a swig of water.

“It’s a good workout run from the garage,” Chase replies out of breath as Rudy laughs.

“If you need the medics, I can’t help you there. I got a job to do.” Chase just rolls his eyes, but gets comfy as he knew they were in for a fun day.

The race started off strongly as starting from the pole, Sarina ran up front in the early stages, leading laps, before fading back a little. The team still felt confident about their chances, though, and knew a couple adjustments they’d be right back up there.

However, a trip down pit road sent their day on a bit of derail, courtesy of an uncontrolled tire penalty. Restarting form the tail of the field after a series of eye rolls from both crew chief and fiancé, Sarina was able to make her way back forward, returning back to the top-10. The progress continued, as she kept moving forward with a couple more passes.

It appeared as though a top-five finish was within distance until under a late caution, they heard the dreaded words “tire going down,” sending her down pit road with an unscheduled pit stop. Once again starting from the tail of the field again, she would drive her way back up to 10^th by the checkered.

The disappointment was easy to see on the faces of everybody post-race standing on pit road, knowing what the truck had been capable of and feeling they should’ve been celebrating a win instead. However, Sarina was also able to put the day in perspective, proud of the strength that they showed with the adversity thrown their way.

“When we’re in the thick of the title battle and putting together days like these rather than 20s and 30s, we’ll be thankful,” she commented. “We can grow from this.”

“Is this the same crazy girl that showed up at my doorstep?” Kyle had questioned upon her revelation, earning a smile of pride from both Chase and Rudy. It was great to see her growing into a smart mature driver.

“I still have that fire Mr. Busch…” He just smiles back in return, glancing over at Chase.

“Oh I know you do, but I can see that someone has been a good influence on you.” She then glances over at Chase with a smile of her own.

“I thank whoever I can for him every day.” She then wraps an arm around him, kissing his lips. “I don’t even think he realizes what he did for me.”

“You’ve also helped me grow just as much, too,” Chase replies, keeping her held close.

“So when am I getting to invited to the royal wedding?” Rudy questions as the pair just glance between each other. “Oh no, don’t tell me you already have a date…” They then chuckle together.

“No plans yet – except it’ll be in the winter due to our crazy schedules,” Sarina reveals as neither could argue with that.

She wanted to suggest doing the wedding in Colorado since they loved to spend every winter there at the cabin, but knew that was still up for discussion – among other things. But for her, the simple thought that she was saying the word wedding and ready to walk down the aisle one day was enough to show how much things had changed.

Saturday, June 2  – Pocono Raceway

Sarina walks into the living room, placing a hand on each of his shoulders, rubbing them.

“Stay relaxed, stay focused, and don’t drive yourself insane with pressure,” she starts. “You got a busy day ahead of you, but don’t let yourself get too wrapped up. Oh, and remember to drink, drink, drink, and did I mention drink? It’s killer hot. I don’t need you passing out on me.” He then glances back over his shoulder at her.

“Aren’t I normally the one taking care of you?” He questions and she nods her head in return.

“It’s time that I pay you the favor in return. Besides, I care about you….” She then twirls her fingers in the ringlets at the end of the strands of hair, before reaching around, brushing her lips lightly across his.

“If this is caring for me and taking care of me, I’m all for it….” She then smiles in response as she straddles herself on his lap, arms backed around as she resumed playing with the curls.

“Well, I could help take care of you by helping remove these pesky clothes that you don’t need so you can get that sexy ass firesuit on.” He then wraps his arms around her, holding her in place on his lap.

“That’d be a good idea, actually….” He then brings his lips to her, as she runs her hands underneath the edge of his shirt. “Just can’t be too long. I can’t be late….”

“Don’t worry….” She then slips his shirt off, before returning the fingers to his hair, as she kisses his bare shoulder. It was to her own personal satisfaction that the mark Alison had left on him was pretty much gone now.

“Are you sure? You seem distracted by my hair…” She just laughs.

“The curls are fun….” He then stands up, keeping her held against him, carrying her from the couch to the bedsroom, laying them down together.

“Then I guess I need to keep you on-track…” He then brushes his lips slowly over her shoulder, before making his way down her body.

“Clyde….” She then reaches down for his shorts, with his hand landing on top.

“Patience…” She wanted to follow his request, but his lips across her body created that need for an immediate release.

“I…can’t….” She then lets a moan escape her lips. “Time. We don’t have much time…” He then glances back up into her eyes.

“I got enough time for you, don’t worry….”

The Tale of Love & Racing: Sarina’s Story – Chapter 78: The Charlotte Double

Thursday, May 24 – Charlotte Motor Speedway

Chase makes his way through the Cup Series garage stall, sharing a couple quick laughs with some of the crew members. So far, it was a good day – even if it was busy. He had put himself third in the Cup practice, and was sixth in the second XFINITY practice. With another practice to get a little more comfortable with the GMS Racing guys and package, he felt better about their chances.

Though when the session had ended, he had realized he left his phone back in the Cup Series stall, which is where he had returned to. Picking up and seeing a couple notifications, he quickly scrolled through the messages. He skipped a few as he read through the simple ones, before going back to the others.

There was one message that he had chosen to leave to the end, not really interested in it as he didn’t need that right now. However, with everything else checked and time on his side, his eyes found his way back to it.

“I just wanted to let you know that the courts have found Alison mentally instable – surprise, surprise,” he reads and rolls his eyes. “The court evaluation found that, but yet a trial still needs to be fully conducted to determine what happens with her moving forward and the fact there are outstanding charges. I can tell you with confidence the list of guilty pleas would have her away for a long time, but we also know there’s a slew of non-guilty pleas. It’ll be up to both sides whether to pursue or not – your call. Either way, you will need to testify about what happened and your relationship with her. I’ll keep you updated.”

He lets out a long sigh as he closes the message, just shaking his head.

Two steps forward, one step back.

He had began to find his footing moving forward, finding ways to reach into those emotions and do certain things without a single reminder of her background. But yet, he needed to relive every single detail to a bunch of a strangers.

He remembered the first court date and how sick he had gotten thinking about everything – and here he had to face her again.

There was also the fact that the paternity test still loomed ahead, impossible until July, meaning that there wasn’t a hint of this going away until then.

How was he supposed to move forward with all these reminders?

“Chase?” He hears and takes a deep breath as he glances over his shoulder, watching Alan make his way over. There was no sense hiding the emotions as it was written all over his face.

“No matter what, I can’t escape this…” he lets out as he hands his phone over to the crew chief, letting him read the text message that was attached.

“So we know she’s insane and should be locked away, but regardless whether you pursue the other charges or not you still need to testify and face her?” Chase slowly nods his head. “And you’re scared….”

“You saw what happened last time. I froze up, I started shaking, I went into a panic and I threw up every single thing that I had in my stomach – and that was sitting there listening. What will happen once I am up on that stand and have to recount every sick disgusting detail? What will happen when I remind myself of every hand she laid on me, of how she followed me across the country, and how she is using this pregnancy from someone else to manipulate my life?” Without saying a word, Alan reaches over, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

“You’re strong. You have Sarina, myself, your parents, Ryan, Jordan, all these guys – you’ll be fine. You’ll get through it, and kick ass while doing it.” Chase then glances over at Alan.

“I just want it to be over. I thought this week I was getting a glimpse of that with the time I spent with Sarina, forgetting every single thing that Alison did for a while. But yet, here I am, once again….”

“It’s going to take time. I know you’re going to get sick of hearing this, but it’s going to take time. She’s tormented you since January – last year, too, actually. Think about all the time that she’s had to lay her fingerprints on your soul. It takes time to let all that pain go. You’re doing good, though. I can see the signs of things getting better. Sarina sees the signs.”

“Thanks…..”

“You’re going to be okay. Say, why don’t you forget about this and go have some fun? XFINITY practice is soon and I see you have a fast car there.” Chase smiles as the confidence factor was always there with that.

“I may even like those guys more than you…” Alan looks on shocked as Chase walks away. Chase then stops and glances back. “You know that’s impossible, right?”

“Better be…”

Alex Bowman looks down pit road with a bit of surprise as he sees Chase walking towards him, twirling the wedge wrench in his hands.

“Firing the guys just like that?” Alex comments and Chase laughs as he sits down beside him.

“Maybe I could make the car better on used tires than they can,” Chase replies as Alex lets out a sigh.

“Hey, you at least made it to the second round. I qualified 27^th. Who does that?” Chase glances over at him. “Yeah, okay, I did…”

“So how do you ninth in the first round to 22^nd in the second?” Alex shakes his head in disbelief. “And Jimmie isn’t even better, either. Maybe I could use this to unlock some secrets from Kyle and Kevin.”

“Maybe you could just get your girlfriend to do the dirty work for you?” Chase laughs as he glances up at pit road where Sarina and Sam were talking. “There’s got to be perks to dating Kyle’s driver.”

“Trust me, she keeps those competition secrets locked up pretty good. She won’t even tell me her late model secrets at times.” Alex was now surprised as he looks in the same direction.

“You’re probably feeling spoiled in having her at the track this weekend. What are you going during the summer?” Chase shrugs his shoulders. He actually felt some nerves on that given the past couple of month’s events.

“That’s why they invented phones, Alex. Do you know what a phone is?” Alex rolls his eyes. “If I could just get more security off of turn four, I think I’ll be decent for Sunday.”

“I need security all over the place. I told Greg all day that the car was loose and it seems no matter what he does, it doesn’t work. I almost want to ask for the package from last week to come back.” Chase smiles as that had worked out well for both of them.

“It’ll be interesting to see what NASCAR decides to do with it. I just feel that we seem to be getting closer, and then wham – we’re back out in left field again. I know teams struggle, but this is a little ridiculous for us.” Alex nods his head in agreement.

“The engine package seems to be a bit better, though. We just need to get a handle – and in your case, as the tires fall off. Looking at your telemetry, I think you overdrove the one cor-”

“Trying to make up time due to slipping sideways before that. Good observation, though.” Chase then stands up. “Well, I better return this to the guys before they send out a search party. We’ll figure it out. By the way, the GMS guys are fun. You’ll enjoy your couple of races.”

“XFINITY Series racing is always fun. Have fun tomorrow.” Chase gives him a simple nod back in return before heading back up pit road.

Saturday, May 26 – Charlotte Motor Speedway

With having finished final practice in 12^th, it was now time to focus back on the XFINITY Series car and the race. Given the solid practices and qualifying effort, he was looking forward to putting together a good day.

Everything started off smoothly, as he was third at the end of the first stage. He ended up slipping back to seventh by the end of stage two, but the team was still confident in their run for the final part of the race.

Unfortunately, they never got to see where they stacked up as there’d be a gear issue, sending Chase to the garage early.

“That’s just how she goes, right?” Chase questions as he leans in and kisses Sarina. “We had a good car. We’ll get them next week at Michigan.”

“I have no doubt in my mind about that,” she replies, as she lets him go. She watches as he goes over and thanks the guys for the opportunity, before returning and taking her hand as they leave the garage together.

“Are you coming tonight?” She then lets out a sigh. She wasn’t looking forward to seeing a bunch of girls in bathing suits.

“I don’t know…” Chase glances over at her.

“You know that no matter what beauty walks on the stage, you’re always number one in my eyes.” She then chuckles a little as her cheeks turn red.

“Nice try there, playboy. That was good…” He laughs as he pulls her close.

“Unlike some guys, though, I mean it.” He then kisses her neck lightly. “I could prove it to you later, too.” She found herself growing a little excited on the thought of that. “Besides, the star of the show isn’t the girls – but rather Jake Owen. You can’t tell me that you’re going to miss the afterparty.” She then glances over at him, knowing she couldn’t pass up that offer. Jake was always a good singer to listen to and watch perform.

“I have to make sure the ladies behave, right?” He smiles as they reach the motorcoach, going inside to get changed.

Saturday, May 26 – Hooters Pageant

Chase stands back stage, leaning back against the wall, as he lets out a sigh.

“Well well, he’s here….” A voice is heard through the room, causing Chase to practically jump out of his skin as his eyes turn towards the source.

“What the hell?” He questions at the sight before him.

“Do you like the costume change?” Alison licks her lips, as she pulls the tiny strap of her pink bra to the side a little, allowing more of her breast to show. Below that, the lining of her lace thong could be seen as she laid spread out on the bed. “I told you I’d see you later.”

“Please leave, please…” Chase walks past her, opening the drawer and grabbing the small things that were left in the night table. He throws them in the bag, before walking into the bathroom.

“Oh come on, Chase. We both know that you could use some entertainment before you head back out on the road. Everybody deals with stress – it’s all about letting it go in the right way. Come on…”

“Chase?” Chase snaps out of his thoughts as he sees Ryan standing there before him.

“Hey, you made it,” Chase says trying to stay cool as Ryan watches him confused.

“Yeah, of course – but are you okay?” Chase nods his head as he takes a mouthful of the water, hoping it would calm every sense he had.

“You don’t need to worr-”

“Everything with Alison began at the pageant last year, right?” Chase’s breath hitches in his throat at Ryan’s realization. “You had a flashback to that, didn’t you?”

“Ryan, I am going to be fine tonight. You don’t need to start worrying about me. If it was at the same venue, I may have said something – but I’m fine.” Ryan nods his head, accepting, but couldn’t help but feel some nerves.

“I believe you, but if you need a friend, I’m here.” Chase couldn’t deny accepting that offer.

“She tried to make me sleep with her. She snuck into my hotel room and led me on, but that didn’t get nowhere as I left. She then sent a photo of her in the room secretly to Sarina in hopes that it’d cause issues. There was some tension, but Sarina saw the truth.  From there, you know what happened….”

“That’s why I can understand if you’re a little caught off-guard right now, and I offered to be here for you if needed.” Ryan also couldn’t help but wonder about one other thing, though, and it had bugged him since he was sitting in the court room that afternoon.

“You’re looking at me funny, though….” Ryan wanted to ask so badly, but didn’t want to hit a sensitive nerve. However, they were best friends – they could always talk about anything and everything.

“Let’s just drop it for now, okay?” Chase crosses his arms, seeing right through that.

“You want to know if I ended up sleeping with her. You want to know if she’s pregnant with my child. You want to know the sexual assault clai-”

“Chas-”

“Ryan, I swear to anybody and everybody, that I did not sleep with her. She led me on every which way possible for sex, but I never gave in that far. We did not have sex and she’s not pregnant with my child. She kissed me, she touched me, she grabbed me – that’s it.” Chase feels his emotions beginning to boil over as he glances down, taking a couple deep breathes.

“Chase…” Ryan walks over, placing a hand on his shoulder. “That’s why you’ve been so quiet….”

“Alan knows, Jordan knows, Sarina knows, and my parents know what happened. I couldn’t bring myself to say it.” He then glances back up at Ryan. “It still bugs me right now. I still feel sick over it. I still feel like as if I cheated on Sari-”

“You didn’t do it on purpo-”

“But I still let another woman kiss me. She said it herself in court that I agreed to it, and she was right. I agreed so they’d keep Sarina safe.”

“That’s why Sarina isn’t mad at you, because she understands. Chase, you did nothing wrong man. I would’ve done the same thing in your shoes. I feel terrible as heck that you’ve had to endure thi-”

“I feel terrible as heck that you decided to fly-”

“And I have no regrets. Actually, I’m glad that I was there. It would’ve been worse if you’d been totally by yourself. At least with a friend, we each could look out for each other.” Ryan then takes a deep breath as he glances out to see if they were ready for them yet.

“Does Sarina believe you about the baby?” Chase shrugs his shoulders.

“She’s argued with me about it both ways. She was angry when the thought occurred because she can’t carry a baby full-term. She was upset to see that happen. However, hearing my side, she’s beginnings to see it may not be true.” Ryan glances back at him.

“I can’t express the excitement that Lindsay and I am having right now in knowing a little piece of us is coming. At first, I was scared and shocked – but I can’t describe the excitement right now. Learning that you and Sarina may never get that, it breaks my heart for you guys. I’m sorry…” Chase takes a deep breath, having toyed with the emotions back and forth about that for awhile.

“We still have a second opinion, and other options. I’m not writing it off yet…” The pair then cut off conversation as they watched one of the event leaders come back and motion to them everything was going to get started.

“Are you sure you can do this?” Chase nods his head in response as he leads Ryan out to where the judge’s table was.

The rest of the night went smoothly, as they were able to make their way through the rounds easily and everybody ended up agreeing at the end of the event as to who was named the next Miss. Hooters.

Once the event was complete, Chase and Sarina reunited back together, meeting up with Ryan and Lindsay, set to take in the full night of Jake Owen performing. It also didn’t take them long to start singing songs together.

A full moon shinin’ bright
Edge of the water, we were feelin’ alright
Back down a country road
The girls are always hot, and the beer is ice cold

Cadillac, horns on the hood
My buddy Frankie had his dad hook him up good
Girls smile when we roll by
They hop in the back, and we cruise to the river side

Never gonna grow up (Whoa-oh)
Never gonna slow down (Whoa-oh)
We were shinin’ like lighters in the dark
In the middle of a rock show (Whoa-oh)
We were doin’ it right (Whoa-oh)
We were comin’ alive (Whoa-oh)
Yeah, caught in a southern summer, barefoot, blue jean night

Blue eyes and auburn hair
Sittin’ lookin’ pretty by the fire in a lawn chair
New to town, and new to me
Her ruby red lips was sippin’ on sweet tea
Shot me in love like a shootin’ star
So, I grabbed a beer and an old guitar
Then we sat around till the break of dawn
Howlin’ and singin’ our favorite song

Never gonna grow up (Whoa-oh)
Never gonna slow down (Whoa-oh)
We were shinin’ like lighters in the dark
In the middle of a rock show (Whoa-oh)
We were doin’ it right (Whoa-oh)
We were comin’ alive (Whoa-oh)
Yeah, caught up in a southern summer, barefoot, blue jean night

Whoa-oh, never gonna grow up, ha
Never gonna slow down
We were shinin’ like lighters in the dark
In the middle of a rock show (Whoa-oh)
We were doin’ it right (Whoa-oh)
We were comin’ alive (Whoa-oh)
Yeah, caught in a southern summer, barefoot, blue jean night

Barefoot, blue jean night (Whoa-oh)
Barefoot, blue jean night (Whoa-oh)
Barefoot, blue jean night (Whoa-oh)
Barefoot, blue jean night (Whoa-oh)
Barefoot, blue jean night (Whoa-oh)
Barefoot, blue jean night