There were
two things Emmit Lewis loved.
Racing cars and Adaline Morgan.
Time was stolen from the two young lovers and Emmit vowed never again would he
allow anything to come between the two of them.
Blurred lines both on and off the track have Emmit being tested beyond his limits.
Will he reach the checkered flag and ignite Adaline’s heart, or will he be black-
flagged and lose everything he has ever dreamed of?
EXCERPT
The last time I stood in victory circle, Emmit had won his first NASCAR
race and he had searched the crowd for me. This time, he went straight to the
camera and began talking as he took small sips of something someone put in his
hand. Robert reached over and changed out Emmit’s baseball cap to another
sponsor’s hat.
My lower stomach tightened as I watched Emmit’s every move. His sweat-soaked
hair peeking out from under the baseball cap lit a fire in my body that I tried
desperately to ignore.
Bastard.
I wanted to be angry with him, but I couldn’t.
“He’s so damn good looking. What I wouldn’t do to spend just one hour in his bed,”
some girl behind me said. Turning, I gave her a fake smile. “Tell me you don’t agree,”
she said to me.
With a smirk, I said, “I’ve graced his bed plenty of times.”
With a huge smile, she said, “Lucky bitch.”
I rolled my eyes as I pushed all thoughts of Emmit and my horny body away.
The freedom of not feeling the need to have Emmit’s hands all over my body lasted
for a whole minute. Once his gray eyes found mind, I held onto my breath.
There was so much more to Emmit than how he made my body feel during sex. One
of my favorite things he ever did was place his hand on my lower back as he guided
me through a room. Or, to a table for two in the corner of a romantic restaurant. Oh,
yes … there was so much more to him.
Giving me a smile, Emmit said something else to the reporter and then nodded his
head and turned to his team as they continued to celebrate. Daddy had gone up and
given Emmit a quick hug and said something to him that caused Emmit to let out a
laugh and agree with whatever Daddy said.
Emmit took the champagne and shook it up as he sprayed everyone. Security had
allowed Ashley to go up to Emmit. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her for a
good thirty seconds before pulling back and kissing the tip of her nose.
My heart dropped as I thought about how much I wished that had been me. I started
making my way through the crowd. Glancing back over my shoulder, I watched as
Emmit posed for pictures and continued to celebrate his win. Turning back to the
front, I wondered if he would even notice I had left.
Kelly Elliott is married to a wonderful Texas cowboy who has a
knack for making her laugh almost daily and supports her crazy ideas and
dreams for some unknown reason...he claims it's because he loves her!
She’s also a mom to an amazing daughter who is
constantly asking for something to eat while her fingers move like mad on her cell
phone
sending out what is sure to be another very important text message.
In her spare time she loves to sit in her small
corner overlooking the Texas hill country and write.
One of her favorite things to do is go for hikes around
her property with Gus....her chocolate lab and the other man in her life, and Rose,
her golden retriever. When Kelly is not outside helping the hubby haul brush, move
rocks or whatever fun chore he has in store for her that day, you’ll find her inside
reading, writing or watching HGTV.
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