I walk into my place and see sticky notes invading my living room and kitchen.
"What now?" I question under my breath. The blue sticky notes say "You suck." And the red ones say "Shut the hell up. You talk too much."
I laugh to myself knowing Kyle and Denny's handwriting.
I make a group chat called
"The Loser Corner ✊" that involves Kyle and Denny.
To: The Loser Corner ✊
Thanks for the surprise I got in my house. I really appreciate the love.
From: The Loser Corner ✊
Denny: I'm glad you like it!
Kyle: It took a lot of thought. Now since you aren't a part of JGR, the prankster gene moves on.
To: The Loser Corner ✊
Now I have to take all these down. 😂
From: The Loser Corner ✊
Denny: Have fun!
Kyle: 😙
I lock my phone and go pack. I don't have time right now to take all these down.
A few hours later I lug my bags to my truck and head to the airport and fly to Pennsylvania.
A few hours go by and I am on twitter on the plane.
@JoMcGuire13
Can't wait to race Sunday!
@Ty.Dillon
According to @AustinDillon3, I have a baby face. 👶
@RowdyBusch
Ready to win this weekend in my @mmscandy Toyota. Need a win for the team.
@TonyStewart
Ready to burn some tires!
I look out my window and see we are about to land.
I get into the airport and am rushed with reporters.
"What is the relationship between you and Chase Elliott?" One asks. "Are you cheating on Brad Keselowski with Chase Elliott?" Another asks.
I push through them and get to my rental and head for the track.
It is about 46 minutes away from the airport. I dial Brads number and put it on speaker and set my phone down in the passenger seat.
"Hello?" His voice asks. "Hey um you would not believe what is happening right now.." I say. "What?" He asks.
"The media thinks Chase and I are together.." I say. Brad laughs. "Well that's dumb. But I can understand why they would think that" he says
"And why might that be?" I ask. "Because you went to go see his parents with him. Don't forget, they have no idea about the whole brother sister thing." He says.
"Oh no. This honesty can't be happening. What do I do?" I panic. "Either tell the world the truth, or tell them in a press conference that you two aren't dating, and that you couldn't be happier with your boyfriend, me." He says and I can almost hear him smile a big smile on the other end.
"I think I will do that." I laugh. "How much longer till you will be here?" Brad whines. "10 minutes max." I laugh.
"I can't wait to see you babe." Brad says. "Love you." I smile and hang up.
I arrive at the track and pull up to my rv. I grab my bags and open the door to find Brad laying on my floor.
"Hey baby." I smile and bend down to kiss him. "There's no food here." He wines.
"There should be." I say opening the cabinet and revealing a box of fruit snacks. I throw him a pouch.
"Oh thank you. I thought I was dying." He says stuffing them in his mouth. "Hey I'm gonna call Chase over here." I say.
"Okay. I'm going to be watching the good ol television." Brad laughs and flops on the couch.
I text Chase to come over and in less than 5 minutes there is a knock on the door and Chase walks in.
"Hey brother of mine. We need to talk." I say and he gives me a look and sits down at the table with me.
"What is this about I swear I didn't do anything." chase laughs. "The press thinks we are dating." I say, and Chase starts dying of laughter.
"This is serious bub. We need to have a press conference together, and I know the question will come up. Then, I will tell them that I am happily still with the goof in the living room, and all problems will be solved." I say.
"Okay. Sounds good. I sure as hell don't want to be associated with you." Chase laughs. "Funny. Get out." I laugh.
"See you tomorrow for qualifying, and the press at 8:45 am sharp." Chase says. "Gotcha. Bye!" I smile and close the door behind him.
"See, I knew that would be a breeze." Brad says rapping his arm around my shoulder and kissing me on the head.
"Want to go do something?" Brad asks putting a piece of my stray hair behind my ear.
"And what might that something be?" I ask smacking his hand playfully away.
"I don't know, maybe go walk around the track or something?" He asks. "But that involves walking, and moving." I laugh throwing myself onto a chair.
"How lazy. This is unacceptable." Brad says crossing his arms and shaking his head.
"This is how it's gonna be until tomorrow morning." I laugh.
"No, you're going on a walk with me." Brad practically whines. "Ugh okay fine. Only because you are begging." I scoff. "Yay!" Brad cheers and grabs my hand.
We walk outside and it is dark, and the lights on the track are out. "Well whose great idea was it to walk the track?" I ask.
"Obviously since it was a good idea..mine. But since the lights are out, we will just walk around wherever." Brad smiles and I give him a death glare.
"You're lucky I love you." I growl. He smiles a big cheeky smile and I roll my eyes.
We walk around the hauler area and its so quiet. "So weird how there isn't anyone out." Brad says. "I know. But then there's us." I laugh.
"Oh hush up. You know you enjoy this." Brad smiles and kisses me by surprise.
"True. I do." I smile and we get to the parking lot. "Have you ever thought about the future and how it will end up?" Brad asks me, laying down on the concrete.
"All the time." I say joining him on the cold ground. "Like have you ever thought about marriage? Or your future with NASCAR?" He asks.
"Well of course I have thought of marriage. Doesn't every girl? I mean, I have always thought of it being this magical thing." I smile looking at Brad.
"I've always thought of it being with the girl of my dreams, and honestly Jo, I'm not trying to sound sappy, but I think that girl, is you." Brad says looking into my eyes, the way any girl wants to be looked at.
"Honesty Brad, you're the only guy I can see myself marrying." I smile, and I kiss Brad.
"We should head back. We have a long day ahead of us." Brad says and we walk back to my RV.