The Rookie (Racing On The Edge #7) by Shey Stahl Read Free Book Online Page A

Jessie got on the golf cart but still never said anything, just waited for me.
    Rolling my eyes at Shaylee, I made my way over to the golf cart.
    “What was that about?” Easton asked, staring at his phone.
    “Just Shaylee being Shaylee.”
    He gave a nod, and said nothing else. I wanted to ask about the magazine cover considering I knew nothing about any magazine cover he was on. I’d save that for when I could guarantee he’d be listening and ten minutes before a meeting was not the time to bring up him posing on the cover of some racing magazine.
    Every press conference is essentially the same. Same questions, usually same answers.
    I wasn’t in a good mood after that conversation with Shaylee. I got bored at the press conference and snuck back to the hauler with Tray and Megan, Jacob’s wife. Jacob Harris was Tate’s son who now raced for Riley-Harris Racing as their rookie driver.
    “Where’s E?” Kyle asked coming into the hauler to see the four of us leaned against the counters.
    “Press conference and then autograph session. Should be back in a few minutes.”
    He gave me that look, the one that told me he needed him.
    “Why?”
    “NASCAR just slapped us with a fifty-thousand dollar fine and probation for that shit with Sean during the All Star race.”
    Megan and I gasped. “What?”
    Immediately I had a text from dad.
     

     
    Part of me wondered how he knew this already. But then again, this was my dad we’re talking about.
    Easton walked in right about then with Jessie, staring at his phone. “That’s bullshit!” Were the first words from his mouth. “I can’t believe this.”
    “Dad said you’re appealing it and not to say anything?”
    “Not to say anything?” Easton turned to look at me, his eyes scowling. “A fucking reporter asked me about it at the press conference. How did I not know about this before that?”
    “We just found out,” Kyle defended. “I don’t know how they would have known first.”
    Easton lost it right about then and started spouting off shit none of us understood.
    I didn’t wait around knowing his afternoon was full and I really didn’t want to bear the brunt of his outburst today.
    My phone chirped so I looked down as I walked out of the hauler. It was a text from Casten.
     

     
    To me, the Outlaws being in town was way more exciting than this. Sure I was ditching my husband and the Nationwide race but this was my family. It wasn’t often that I got to see them all together. I wasn’t missing it for anything.
    When the Outlaws were in town, that’s what felt right to me. Maybe because it’s where my dad and brothers were, but I was essentially raised on dirt track racing and you couldn’t pull me away from being this close to seeing my family race for anything. I got a smile on my face just thinking about it. It’d been too long and seeing them race was just the icing on the cake.
    Everyone around me could tell my mood had improved when I went back to the motor coach and saw Easton and Brody there. Brody and Lexi were heading over to the dirt track with me while Easton got ready for the Nationwide race.
    “Wish you got this excited about my racing,” Easton mumbled when his lips brushed my cheek as we said goodbye and I wished him good luck.
    As I pulled back, I gave him a look but I wasn’t sure what to say. In all actuality, it was a fair statement these days. Yet he had no idea the reasons why I wasn’t as excited about him racing as I was watching my family race. He’s forgotten everything about me it seems yet makes it seem like it’s all my fault. I had no response because any response I could have given him would have fallen on deaf ears or would have done nothing more than cause an argument. Definitely not worth the hassle.
    When we got over to the dirt track, mom and Hayden were outside the hauler, laughing at Gray playing in the dirt. She was quite the traveler these days and as cute as she was rotten.
    She knew four words already