Thursday March 22, 2018
“Chase, have you seen my umbrella?” Sarina questions, catching him off-guard as he watches her rummage through the closet. “It’s supposed to rain on Saturday at Martinsville…”
“They’ve changed it to just rain now?” He wonders and she nods her head, having checked the weather report again for probably the fifth time that day.
“A trace of rain expected from 3 to midnight. Do you know what that means?” She then glances around to face him. “We may be both chasing our clocks on Sunday.” Chase lets out a sigh as it wouldn’t surprise him given past years of chaos at the paperclip.
“I thought you left the umbrella in the back of the plane.” She then freezes, thinking back, before letting out a sigh as she shuts the closet. “Besides, wouldn’t you be interested in being a swamped ra-”
“I did that with you last year at Daytona. I’m not doing that with you again, got it?” He chuckles, nodding his head as he reaches out and grabs her hand, pulling her close to him.
“But you were my cute swamped rat, and I didn’t want to let you go.” He then lightly kisses her lips. “Actually, I don’t ever think that I could let you go….”
“I’m glad that you believe that.” Their hands then lock together, before their lips find each other once again as he leans back against the edge of the bed.
“I mean every single word. I love you, Sarina, and nothing will ever change that.” He then moves in, kissing her lips softly once again as his finger traces the ring on her finger. “I wouldn’t have given you this and pushed you if I didn’t mean it.”
“I still can’t believe how amazing that night was. I was so afraid of a simple question, and you just made my fears go away immediately. I love you, always, and thank you.” She then kisses his lips once again.
“You never need to thank me…” He then returns the kiss in return.
“I know, but I always feel a need too because I can’t ever say enough words for what you did for me……” Her words trail off as he deepens the kiss, exploring her mouth with his tongue a little. She couldn’t resist it even if she tried, immediately returning the favor as their tongue find each other with her hands running up underneath his shirt. Their tongues remain together for the next 10 minutes, purely exploring each other, as her fingers don’t move an inch, totally lost in the moment. Finally pulled away, she was able to slip his top off. “Maybe I can repay the favor, if you allo-”
“I told you that I was fin-” He slips off her top as she just shakes her head, glancing right into his brown eyes.
“I know, and I believe you – but I meant repaying you in another way and form. Let me show you just how much I love you, so you never have to think about the taste of her lips on you ever again….” She then begins a trail of kisses from his cheek, all the way down his neck, to his shoulder.
“Mmm….” They then hear a knock at the front door, eyes meeting each other, silently cursing it immediately. “Were you expecting someone?”
“Nope. Were you?” He shakes his head no as he goes down the stairs, while Sarina fumbles to find her shirt, continuing to curse under her breath.
It doesn’t take Chase long to reach the bottom of the stairs, opening the door, and set to roll his eyes immediately in seeing Lindsay standing there.
“Couldn’t you had just gone to Ryan’s house?” He questions, already knowing that she was going to be in town and going to the race with him.
“He’s not home right now and I didn’t want to go to his house alon-” She starts.
“Then why not go over to the Penske shop and get a tour?” She then crosses her arms as she watches Sarina appear at the top of the stairs.
“Did I interrupt something? Because given your appearance and frustration, combined with hers, I feel like I am missing something…” Chase glances back at Sarina, rolling his eyes, before walking away from the door.
“Don’t worry about it,” Sarina says as she comes down the stairs, fixing her hair along the way. “We were just having some quiet time together.” Lindsay glances in the direction that Chase headed before looking back at Sarina.
“Quiet time together, huh?” Lindsay wonders. “It seems more than just that. I mean, I could go if you really want me too.” Sarina shakes her head no.
“Don’t worry – we can make up for it later. Besides, I can never pass a chance to see you. It’s been long enough!” Lindsay then glances at Sarina’s hand, clasping it immediately and taking a closer look at the ring on her finger, before looking up.
“You were right – the man certainly spoiled you and knows your taste because that ring is amazingly perfect. It’s beyond what I could’ve expected even by how you described the proposal.” She then follows Sarina to the living room. “So what’s it been like being engaged?”
“It hasn’t felt any different or weird or anything, to be honest. I mean, I still feel the same way as I did before about him. it hasn’t changed me like I thought it would. Actually, in a way, it’s nice to be able to have that to carry with me when we’re apart.” Lindsay nods her head, accepting, as she fixes the necklace that she was wearing.
“Ryan may kill me, but when I saw how this necklace gleamed on the showroom floor while at the mall and the fact that it was a beautiful No. 12, I couldn’t help but pick it up.” Sarina takes a closer look, cooing immediately.
“I find it sweet that you want to hold him that close to your heart. I mean, I bet he will be wishing that he bought it for you…” Lindsay nods her head, accepting, but glances at the ground.
“I don’t know if I’d say that serious with Rya-”
“Are you kidding me? For that boy to wait to you’re available, be committed to a long distance relationship and be patient for you says a lot. Trust me – you’ve got a keeper in him, and you’ll see that appreciation when you see him.” Lindsay shyly glances up.
“Is it wrong that I want to jump him when I see him?” Sarina laughs, shaking her head no.
“I don’t blame you actually. I know just a couple days apart for Chase and I drives us insane.” Lindsay glances towards the kitchen where she knew Chase was, pondering her thoughts.
“Is he pissed off at me right now?” Sarina glances towards the kitchen, shrugging her shoulders.
“He’s probably a little frust-”
“I told you that I could go-”
“I told you my response already, didn’t I?” Lindsay lets out a sigh.
“I just feel bad for pissing him off…” Sarina shakes her head as she focuses her attention back on Lindsay.
“He may be a little frustrated right now given your timing, but it will be all forgotten later after you’ve left. Besides, he’s also appreciative of our relationship because of knowing my history and past. Like I said, I’ve got a sweet tender guy who would do anything for me.” Lindsay smiles as it was certainly nice to see, given the history there.
“You deserve it, truthfully and honestly. I mean, I can’t describe the joy in seeing you smiling and so happy.” Sarina reaches out her hand, placing it on top of Lindsay’s.
“You deserve that as much as I do, and I know Ryan can do that for you. So please give that boy a chance…” Lindsay sighs as Sarina continues to pat her hand. “A crazy work schedule with no play leads to no fun and a harsh life. Don’t do that to yourself.”
“I’m trying, right? I mean, I’m here this weekend. That says something, right?” Sarina nods her head, accepting. “So I saw all the promotions leading up to this weekend’s race and they certainly are replaying all of the highlights from Chase and Denn-”
“So I want to know something, though. Why didn’t you just slap Denny?” Sarina chuckles, remembering her frustration on top of the pit box and especially in the days that followed with having to do an appearance on behalf of Toyota with him.
“Oh I wanted to – there’s no secret about that. however, that day, I chose to let Chase take care of his own business – the same way that I would appreciate him to act if say someone pisses me off. But I came close to slapping him a couple days later. He’s lucky that both Kyle and Christopher were there.” Lindsay shakes her head in disbelief.
“So you mentioned doing anger management classes, though….” Sarina nods her head.
“You’ve seen me when I get mad, right? I can be unpredictable, over the top, a little bit of crazy. It was simply a suggestion for me to improve myself and frankly, it’s helped. I’m implying what I am learning and nobody has gotten their heads chopped off lately.” Lindsay had to admit there was a smirk hidden in there somewhere.
“So if someone wrecks you on the last lap, you’re not going to tackle them?” Sarina laughs.
“Are you kidding me? That person better hope they took a self-defense class by the time that I get done with them.” Lindsay smirks at the thought.
“Glad you haven’t lost your fire in all of this…”
“I wouldn’t be here without that. It’s my fire and desire that kept me pushing forward.” Sarina then lets out a sigh as she glances back towards the kitchen. “But it’s someone’s heart that captured mine and taught me that it’s okay to relax some, and facing what you’re running from makes it easier because you can only have so much fire.”
“I still can’t believe everything that he’s done for you…” Sarina glances back at Lindsay and nods her head in agreement.
“I thank anybody I can – him included – for it every day. I’m not afraid to admit that I don’t know what I’d do without him.” She then glances back down at the ring in her finger, twirling it around. “He’s my world, Lindsay. I don’t know what else to say.”
“Like I said, you deserve every bit of happiness, and as much as I want to see Ryan win a race that I am at since Daytona was a ball, I want to see you guys celebrating in victory lane soon together.” Sarina glances up at her.
“Trust me – that’s going to happen sooner than a lot of people think. His first win is coming and when its coming, there’s going to be lots to come afterwa-”
“Are you flipping kidding me?!?” They hear from the kitchen, catching them both off-guard.
“Stay here,” Sarina comments as she stand up immediately heading that way. She knew if Chase was flipping out, it had to be something serious and she wasn’t about to let Lindsay intrude on that situation just yet. She walks into the kitchen slowly, finding him sitting at the table with his phone in hand. “Chase?”
“The minute that I start to believe in the legal system, it screws me over backwards.” She then looks at him a little confused as she continues to make her way over. “Alison Reynolds was found certifiable insane by the physiological evaluations, and set to be kept at the mental institution until the next court date.”
“You just said was as past tens-”
“That’s because she’s not there anymore.” Sarina wanted to assume that meant back in jail, but why would Chase flip out over that? “She escaped about two hours after being delivered. The psychotic witch is back on the run again.” He sends a quick text message to a bunch of the crew members as Sarina walks over, rubbing both of his bare shoulders.
“They’re going to be find her, Chase. they know that she’s crazy and know who exactly she is, so they will find her and it will en-”
“It took them three months to find her the first time, Sarina.” He then takes a deep breath as he glances back at her, “What makes you believe that they’ll find her so quickly this time?” She shakes her head as she didn’t even know what to say.
“I know you’re afraid, and I know this bugs the hell out of you. But Chase, you have to believe me for your own sanity. She’s going to be caught, and before she is able to do anything ever to you or anybody else again. Everybody is on the lookout and she will be stopped, okay?” He takes a deep breath as he sets his phone down on the table.
“I told myself that I wouldn’t let her run my life anymore, but look at me right no-”
“You went through a lot with her, from the notes to what happened in the trailer. Your response is to be expected. Don’t beat yourself up over it.” He nods his head, accepting, as he glances back down at his phone.
“I thought this was over. I’m not afraid for me because trust me, I can find a way to take her down in a single moment. But I’m afraid for you, for the guys, because she’s crazy enough to go after everybody…” Sarina continues rubbing his shoulders.
“You don’t need to be worried for me, Chase. I can protect and take care of myself. I can kick her ass if I need to. I’ve also got my guys, Kyle, Sam – just like your guys have each other and the rest of your teammates. We have strength in numbers, Chase. Relax, it’s going to be okay…” He takes another deep breath as he picks up his phone to read the newest text message.
“I love you…” He then glances up at her as she reaches down, kissing his lips lightly. “I will always love you…”
“I love you, too, and I’m always here for you…” She then sits down at the table, planting her hand firmly on his, totally forgetting that Lindsay was in the other room. All that mattered to her at that moment was him.