“He (Bowyer) said I know it’s going to happen, but yet I can’t avoid it. now in racing, you know something is going to happen, so you move to avoid it. But you guys keep going head on.” – Michael Waltrip
“Well, we know we’re going to wreck at Talladega and we still go back there every year, twice, knowing what’s going to happen.” – Chase Elliott
Thursday, December 5 – Nashville, Tennessee
Sarina emerges from the bathroom, dressed in her pajamas, finally changed out of her outfit. Chase could only roll his eyes and laugh as he glances over at her, sitting on the edge of the bed.
“What’s so funny?” She questions as he takes his eyes off of his phone to look at her. “You had just as much to drink as I did last night.”
“Either I’m not sure you’re correct, or perhaps I can handle my liquor better,” he replies, watching a confused glance form on her face in return. “Do you realize what time it is?”
“3, 4 – God knows how long you and those girls kept me ou-”
“How about you try 9 o’ clock in the morning?” An immediate glance of shock appears on her face as he begins chuckling once again. He then turns his phone around to show her the time to emphasize the point.
“You’re trick-”
“Look at the time on your phone, or better yet, how about you look out the window?” She then spins around slowly, making her way to the window as she pulls back the curtains. The bright light shines in immediately, to which she shuts them quickly back in return and spins around to face him. “You never came to bed last night.”
“I was just in there for five, 10 minutes max. I mean, I may have fallen asleep a little, but I woke up-”
“Yeah, six hours later. We got back and I went to the bathroom. You then grabbed your pajamas, told me that you were going to go and come out. I lost track of time and finally realized that you’d been in there for 15 minutes. I leaned up against the door, knocked but got no answer, tried the handle but it was locked. Then I heard you snoring so I just left you for the night. I went to bed and woke up an hour ago, surprised that you were still in ther-”
“And you never thought to maybe break in and check on me?” He lets out a sigh as he shrugs his shoulders.
“I figured if I could hear snoring that you were having quite the sleep. I didn’t want to disturb you.” She then lets out a sigh as she sits on the edge of the bed.
“Damn….” He then chuckles as he stands up, glancing straight into her eyes.
“Relax, don’t worry. That’s what this weekend is supposed to be about, right? Enjoying drinks with friends and partying.” He then leans in and snags a quick kiss, before heading into the bathroom to grab his own shower.
Sarina stands at the back of the room, glancing down at the latest message from Samantha. She could only chuckle at the image that she had been sent from Kyle and Samantha’s photo shoot around the city yesterday with the trophy.
“Brexton’s expression is everything,” she texts back in response.
She then glances up, watching at the line seems to go on forever in front of Chase. She knew it was part of the sponsor obligations, and keeping everybody happy was part of the game, but she would’ve preferred to not be at Hooters right now doing an autograph session. Perhaps she should’ve stayed back at the hotel and took that dip in the hot tub.
She then thinks back through the previous night, shaking her head. She knew once she began drinking with Erin and Kaitlyn, there was no turning back. Kaitlyn could certainly drink her share of beers, and it seemed Erin wasn’t too shabby herself. The encouragement around the room, combined with some of the drinks not being too bad, it seemed to explain how drunk she got last night. Or maybe it was the shots that she did on the encouragement of Clint and Jeff after she was already half-way there.
Either way, she knew there was probably no way living this down as she was certain that Chase would probably bring it up once again – even if he brushed it off that morning. She could only hope that the comments did not leave their own conversation, or else she knew the teasing from others would be ruthless.
She hears her phone go off, half-expecting it to be Samantha replying, though is surprised in seeing the message from Erin. Clearly somewhere during the night, the ladies had exchanged phone numbers.
“How are you feeling?” Erin sent her, to which Sarina could only roll her eyes in response.
“I’ve definitely been feeling better than this before,” she replies back.
Considering the amount of drinks consumed and the fact that she had slept on the toilet with her pajamas in her lap, she actually wasn’t feeling too bad. She had heard the horror stories of hangovers with vomit and headaches. Chase informed her that she did puke a little on the ride back to the hotel – to which she didn’t remember either, but there was nothing other than that. Perhaps she was lucky in that regard.
She then looks over at Chase, feeling her breath almost hitch in her throat as she thought she saw a familiar face. It almost grew in noticing his glass on the table.
Though a deep breath, shake of the head for clarity, and she knew that she was dreaming. Alison was locked away, nowhere in sight. There was also no other trouble lurking right now. She didn’t need to worry or be nervous in these situations as finally, things were alright.
“Are you okay?” Chase asks as he walks over once he’s done signing the last autograph.
“Yep,” she replies back with a smile, easily accepting the kiss. “But can you make me one promise? Don’t leave your drink unattended.” He then takes a deep breath, catching the reference immediately. He wasn’t about to forget that appearance, either.
“Just for you, I’ll keep that in mind – even if I trust all the ladies in this room.”
Chase and Sarina enter the room together, as he wraps an arm around her shoulders casually, pulling her close.
“You look absolutely amazing – sparkling if I may add,” he comments, before giving her a kiss as she just looks back at him with a smile.
“Do you really think so, or are you just saying that to flatter me, Mr. Elliott?” Sarina questions in response as he stops, turning to face her directly in the eye.
“We both know that no matter what you’re wearing, I love you and care about you. I also think you’re beautiful from head to toe, even if dressed in a paper bag. But trust me when I say this – the dress is perfect for you. You look amazing. I love you, Mrs. Elliott.” He then leans in, snagging another kiss.
“Look at the them,” they hear a voice in the distance, catching their attention. They could only smile in watching Kyle and Samantha enter together with Brexton. “Aren’t they just adorable together?”
“I don’t know how we’re going to top that,” Kyle adds as they walk over, trading hugs between each of them. “I have to agree with Chase, though. The dress looks absolutely amazing on you.”
“Well, thank you Kyle,” Sarina replies with a glance towards Samantha. Although the dress that Samantha had chosen wasn’t something that she’d personally prefer, she had to admit that it looked great on her. “Your wife is a great help when it comes to choosing a dress, which obviously anybody could figure out by how amazing she looks right now.”
“Are you sure it’s not too much?” Samantha questions, causing a couple shocked expressions all the way around.
“Um, tonight is your night. Kyle won the championship so you both deserve to be the top of the class, and this dress does exactly that.” She then scoops up Brexton in her arms, already excited for when Abigail was older so she could dress her up for these nights out. “And just for the record, I think you’re the cutest little man here tonight.”
“Really?” Brexton asks and Sarina nods her head as Chase crosses his arms.
“If she says that you’re the cutest man, then you must have done something special…” He muses, to which Sarina glances over at him with a wink.
“Someone is getting lucky tonight!” Kyle lets out, noticing it immediately, which earns him a small smack almost immediately from Samantha.
“Now promise me that you’ll behave, and I’ll have a surprise for you next week, okay?” Sarina offers to Brexton, to which he immediately nods his head in response. She then lets him down, watching him head off down the carpet with his parents. “They’re so adorable together….”
“Cutest little man, huh?” Chase questions, as Sarina glances back with a smile.
“You saw the wink…” She then closes the gap between them, looking straight into his eyes. “Don’t worry Clyde, nobody could ever replace you in my life as you’re stunning and perfect just the way you are.”
The pair continued down the walkway together, stopping when instructed for photos together. They then stopped for the NBC Sports interview, trading jokes with Rutledge Wood; Chase even gave Sarina a spin around, allowing her to fully showcase the dress. Sarina then stood back as Chase did a couple other interviews – radio, print, and video – chuckling along with some of the jokes.
She then takes a deep breath, knowing only one more remained before they could enter the ballroom together as Chase stopped to talk with Michael Waltrip and Kaitlyn Vincie.
“How has your week been?” Michael questions, to which Sarina could only smirk.
Truthfully, she had no complaints about how everything had gone and yes, that included the escapades last night. She wouldn’t trade in the time that she spent with the ladies. She also felt better at the burn-outs in Nashville than Las Vegas, simply based on the fact that it was a better atmosphere, more fans turning out, and everything is always better at night, right? Then combined with a solid fan reception at the autograph sessions, and there was no complaints right now.
Regardless, though, no matter how everything went, her response would’ve been positive but let’s face it – nobody can go to Nashville and not have a good time.
“Nashville has welcomed us with open arms,” Chase answers to the question, to which Sarina nods her head in agreement.
“Do you have a headache? A lot of guys have been telling us they don’t feel good.” Sarina could only chuckle, remembering the discussion as they were getting ready for the banquet. It seemed the week of partying was catching up with them slowly – but that didn’t mean that they were toning it down later tonight. They had all winter to recover, right?
“Yeah, I’m not feeling that well.” Sarina was actually surprised by his honesty, but knew it was to be expected as everybody knew about the driver’s adventures.
“You look great, it’s not showing Chase.” Sarina had to agree with Kaitlyn, but she always thought he looked great no matter what.
“I appreciate that. I’m not good.” Sarina just rolls her eyes, almost chuckling at the repetition in his words.
“I talked to Bowyer last night,” Michael starts, to which Sarina knew was trouble considering everything that happened between Blake’s place and Tootie’s. “He said I know it’s going to happen, but yet I can’t avoid it. now in racing, you know something is going to happen, so you move to avoid it. But you guys keep going head on.”
“Well, we know we’re going to wreck at Talladega and we still go back there every year, twice, knowing what’s going to happen,” Chase reasons, to which Sarina actually froze letting it digest at first. Perhaps he was on to something.
Sarina comes around the corner, stopping and smiling as she watches him pose for a series of photos.
The banquet had overall gone smoothly. It was fun watching Chase and Ryan get called up together for their season interviews in front of the crowd, as a chance to reflect. It was odd how the points standings ended up that way – even though if she would’ve preferred them to one and two instead of where they were.
There was also no surprise in hearing Chase’s name called out for the Most Popular Driver Award. She had felt the fan’s presence spending each week with him at the track, and knew that wasn’t going to falter anytime soon. She smiled at how gracefully he accepted the honors, and thanked the fans for their support.
The speeches through the night from other drivers weren’t bad, either. She even had a chuckle in watching Denny place the piece of tape across his own mouth.
Though of course the best moment of the night belonged to Kyle and Samantha – as it should with the night being to celebrate his championship. However, she couldn’t contain the tears that streamed down her face. It was beyond sweet in watching Kyle thank Samantha for being there for him before the entire crowd, and mentioning the multiple failed attempts at IVF and having their daughter. If there was anyone whoever questioned why those two belonged together, she hoped those doubts were dashed tonight as there were no words to describe the scene before her.
It was why before coming to find Chase, she had stopped by and offered Samantha hug in support, reminding her once again as she had done through the year that she was there whenever necessary if needed.
“I appreciate it more than you can understand sweetie,” Samantha told her afterwards.
“You were there for me and Chase, I want to return that favor to you 10 fold because I wouldn’t be where I am without you,” Sarina had emphasized at the time.
She takes a deep breath, letting the emotions from the night as a whole settle in, focusing once again on the sight before her. She knew that she’d never get old in seeing Chase dressed up as he certainly cleaned up very well. There was also something special in seeing grey on him as it just seemed to bring out every special feature.
“Is there a problem?” He questions as he walks over to her, having noticed her staring the entire time.
“Absolutely not one single damn problem dear,” she answers as she runs her fingers through his hair. She could couldn’t complain about the curls right now, either. “Have I told you lately how handsome you are?” He nods his head in response.
“Do I need to remind the lady how sexy she is sparkling like a diamond?” She shakes her head no as she wraps her arms around his waist.
“Please don’t cut your hair for the whole off-season. I want to take full advantage of these curls.” He looks at her a little intrigued, but simply nods his head in response accepting.