Fuel To The Fire (New Adult Contemporary Romance) Read Online Free Page B

Shit!
    “Uh
sorry—” Marco begins.
    Harvey
overcomes his shock and thankfully exits the room.
    “Uh...I’ll
just wait out here,” he says as the door closes.
    “Dammit
Marco!” I shout. I can’t get him off me fast enough.
    “Hey
settle down,” he replies.
    “This
was supposed to be a medical exam!” I holler as I grab my bra and panties.
    “Hey,”
he protests, “You wanted it too. Putting your hand on my bare hip. You started
it!”
    “What?”
I shout. I reach down, grab one of his shoes and launch it at his smiling face.
    The shoe
ricochets off his forehead. I pick up another shoe and throw it. This one
strikes him in the chest and falls to the floor between us.
    “Are you
done yet?” he barks, beginning to get a little angry.
    I chuck
the shoe straight at his head, but he ducks. The door opens, and this time its
Enzo, our Red Bull sponsor, who takes it in the chin. I am so angry I don’t
even notice that I’m still stark naked and must look like a raving lunatic.
Enzo though doesn’t appear to be too upset about the whole shoe thing and just
bends over to pick it up without taking his eyes off my body. I grab my race
suit and do my best to cover myself from three sets of prying eyes. Harvey is
back in the room and is all too happy to be here.
    “Can we
have a little privacy here?” Marco finally says. He takes one menacing step
towards the two men who quickly back out, shutting the door in front of them.
Marco turns to me, an ugly look beginning to creep onto his face. “Now, if
you’re finished with your little tantrum, will you please get dressed. I still
have some work to do and you’re supposed to be in the pit with the rest of the
crew.”
    Slowly
the reality of my situation sinks in. As I get dressed I wonder if this is the
last time I’ll be putting on the red, blue, and silver Red Bull pit crew suit.
Marco seems to guess my thoughts and his face softens. He smiles and walks over
to me.
    “It’s
fine, Carrie. I’m sure this isn’t the first time a driver has had relations
with a member of his team. You don’t have to worry about losing your job, if
that’s what you’re thinking. My job may be on the line, and I may lose my ride
for next year, but for now, I’m all Team Panata has and if I go they all go.
It’s actually in everybody’s best interests if I’m happy and driving well. I want
you on my team and no one’s going to fire you because of this little incident.
Like I said, I’m sure this is not the first time something like this has
happened.”
    While I
appreciate his little speech here, I can’t help but wonder something. Has he
ever been involved in one of these little incidents that he claims probably
happens every once in a while? I wonder how many other pit crew girls he has
given that speech to. He seems to read my thoughts.
    “In case
you’re wondering Carrie, this is a first for me. So no, I haven’t given this
little speech before. And besides, in case you haven’t noticed, females are
scarce when it comes to the teams. You’re in a man’s world, Carrie.”
    We
finish dressing in an uncomfortable silence and leave the room; exam unfinished.
I doubt anyone’s going to complain about it though. We have a race to get ready
for, so people’s minds are going to be on everything but our indiscretions.
    The
moment I enter the pit crew area I discover just how wrong I am. Suddenly there
are ten pairs of crew members simulating the ‘exam’ that just went down. Wow,
news spreads fast around here. I refuse to be baited and just keep my eyes down
and refuse to be drawn into any conversation that has to do with anything other
than racing. After a minute or two everyone realizes their little joke is just
not that funny and they give up and return to the task at hand, winning the
upcoming race.

Chapter Four
Practice Run

     
    “You can’t fix stupid…”  Larry Morgan
     
    Marco
    Marco
Panata’s practice run at Atlanta Motor Speedway...
    “You got
your