Page 100 of Amnesia

Shit, we really had just finished the race in first and second place. Our first official points race of the season. Things could only get better from here.

Holt

One year later

I leaned against the doorway as I watched my husband with his chin down against his chest in his office at Brooks Racing. I’d taken his last name after we got married, and I loved it. I loved being Mr. Holt Brooks more than I ever thought I would. Only now, I had to wake Watson up to take him home, because as usual, he had stayed back at the shop too late when he could have easily done it tomorrow or the next day.

Watson still ended up exhausted a lot more easily than most people. He hadn’t had a seizure in over three years, but I would always worry. My husband liked to work himself until he was ready to drop, and I sometimes had to remind him that everything would still be there in the morning. He had other people to do things for him. He didn’t have to do everything.

“Hey.” I dragged my hands over his cheekbones, and he groaned at my touch. “You fell asleep at your desk again, baby.”

Bella, the lab mix we adopted a couple of weeks ago after we finalized the sale on our new house, popped her head up from her bed, but when she realized it was only me, promptly went back to snoozing.

“We should go home,” I added when he opened his eyes.

“I’m working.”

“Baby, you were sleeping.”

Watson grunted before he grabbed me and hauled me onto his lap. “We could fool around.”

“Someone could walk in.”

“That’s the fun part. We’re the bosses. No one can say anything.”

I moved to straddle his waist. “We have an entire house to fool around in. Besides, the bags under your eyes tell a different story.”

“No one knows me better than you do, H.” Watson’s lips found mine, and I got lost in him as I always did before he pulled back. “We still have that appointment tomorrow afternoon?”

I nodded. “We have to be there at one o’clock.”

“Excited?” he asked.

“About possibly buying Riverside Speedway? The place we met for the first time? Nah... Okay, maybe a little. What about you?” I watched the way his dark eyes searched my hazel ones before he nodded.

“Terrified,” he murmured. “What if they don’t like the offer? What if they want more money?”

I tilted my head. “Then we offer them more money.”

I didn’t bother to tell Watson they were going to accept our offer. That was my little secret. Something I had worked out with the realtor. It went back to that conversation with Hutch when he reminded me I should do something I thought Watson would want.

“Trust me. I have a feeling they’ll accept.”

“I can’t believe we’re going to own Riverside Speedway,” Watson whispered.

I smiled. “Crazy how things have worked out. Want to get out of here?” I asked.

He helped me to my feet before joining me. “Watson and Holt forever, right?”

“H and Watts,” I answered.

He slipped his arm around my waist. “I like Watson and Holt much better.” He grabbed Bella’s lead from the hook by the door, causing her to jump to her feet.

“There’s Wild and Reckless in the freezer waiting for you.”

“Baby, you spoil me.” Watson stopped to press a kiss against my lips.

I smiled up at him. “Always,” I murmured.

The End

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