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Spencer leaned over thetable. “This is awesome.” He smiled, his eyes darting around at all of us. “Finallyshe did something stupid and I didn’t!” he pumped his fist in the air incelebration.“Best fucking night ever!”

The rest of the morningI couldn’t figure out what was more entertaining. Emma explaining the video ofthem gettingmarried to my parents and the pictures thatwere taken from last night.Or Alley for trying to killSpencer for teasing her.

The scream he let outwhen she pummeled his ass in the lobby sounded something like a cat beinggangbanged.

Sometimes being relatedto Spencer and Emma, was reason enough to putyourselfup for adoption. At least I was now on my way to Key West with Sway, finallyalone.

12.BlackFlagged – Sway

Black Flagged – Thisflag is waved by the official to signal a driver that he must immediatelyreport to the pits for consultation related to a dangerous mechanical conditionor a driving infraction. Failure to heed the flag can result in exclusion fromthe race. This flag may also be displayed in a “furled” (rolled up) manner as awarning to drivers.

“Wake up!” I kickedJameson in the ass. “Wes said to be ready in fifteen minutes.”

“No, leave me alone.”

“Fine,” I told himsending a pillow flying toward his head. “I’m never having sex with you again.”

His head shot up. “I’mup.”

“That’s what Ithought.” I headed for the shower.

Jameson insisted wetake a little nap before we left for Key West. He kept an eye on Charlie for melast night so I thought he deserved alittlenap. But now, it was mytime, and more importantly, time for us to be alone for the first time in twoweeks. If I was any more excited, I would burst into a puff of fairy dust.

“Did you pack enoughpanties?” Jameson asked once we were on the plane, not looking up from hisphone but the smirk was evident.

“Yes,” I voiced. “Butthat doesn’t mean you can rip them off.”

“Did you at least giveme a few pairs to have my way with?” I watched as the smirk grew wider, stillnot looking up from his phone.

“You’re out ofcontrol.” Sitting across from him in the overstuffed leather Capitan’s chair, Ikicked my flip-flops off and slid my feet into his lap.

“You act as thoughyou’re surprised.”

I shook my headlaughing. “I’m not. I knew exactly what I was getting into when I agreed to gosteady with youandmarry you.”

“I have to be in Loudonat 2 p.m. tomorrow.” He finally looked up from his phone; his smirk had turnedinto a frown. He blinked gauging my reaction.

“Pressconference?”I asked.

“Yeah, winning andfines don’t come without obligations...”his voice faded as though he was hinting this wouldn’t be the end of it. I knewthis though. I knew exactly what racing in the elite levels meant and alwayshad. After he proposed that night he was whisked away to the Contender’sConference and then more pictures. Before I knew it, we were in Richmond andwith the fines and Vegas, we hadn’t celebrated.

So this,tonight,was our celebration together, alone, of our engagement. I glanced down at myring and smiled. My fairytale was coming true.

Sliding my feet along theinsides of his thighs, I stopped when they reached inches from the camshaft.“That means I need the woo,”

“Mmmm,”tossing his phone aside, he shifted in the chair reaching for my feet, runninghis strong large hands along my calves. “Woo I can do.” he grinned, dark lashesblinked.

Once we arrived in KeyWest, we checked into the hotel Jameson booked for us at the Ocean Key Resortand Spa.

The room was beautifulwith a soft palette and airy open feel. It had breathtaking views of the oceanon every side with wall-to-wall windows draped in sheer white silk flowingcurtains from floor to ceiling. Off to the right of the giant sleigh bed was aJacuzzi bathtub, surrounded by colorful candles. The windows and doors wereopen creating a breezy feeling throughout. On the balcony was a pair of woodenlounge chairs with more candles and flowing curtains.

I smiled at myfairytale enfolding and wishing it would always be this way.

“Wow,” I gasped takingin the room before me, my wishwasreality, staring back at me.

“Good woo?” His lipsfound my shoulder kissing his way to my lips. “Is this what you wanted?” Hisfinger touched lightly to the back of my neck.

“Yes,” I kissed himonce. “Good woo...you give good woo.”