*A/N: Hey everyone! I updated fast didn't I? This chapter
is longer, like I promised. There is one more chapter and it
might be up by tomorrow night or Saturday one. I will publish
Character Pictures of my new novel, Hungry For Love. This story
is much different than the others I wrote, even though the title
seems lovey dovey! Thanks for all the fans and reads and I love
you all. Oh yeah, there is song lyrics in here and I did copy and
paste from a website, my mind is too slow to try and listen and
write down the lyrics. Read on my friends and make sure to
Tyson is okay. He has a sprained wrist that is wrapped with an
ACE bandage and a few scratches that just needed cleaning. I
stayed the night over at his place and we didn't have sex,
dammit! The next day, Tyson and I went to his garage where Mack
towed his car there. Tyson winched to see his car basically
"Looks like you are done for the season, Ty!" Jason said and he
slapped his shoulder.
"Who needs racing anyways? Racing is just an hobby of mine. I
might quit for a while," Tyson said and I looked at him. Did
these past few weeks really change him that much?
"Really Ty, you really want to quit racing?" I asked and he
smiled at me and wrapped his arms around me.
"The old me would be killing me right now, but yeah, I think I
will be a mechanic and fix the race cars around here for a
living. I was not getting rich anyways, NASCAR probably got
turned off anyways when they seen me wreck. At least Jason
finally won," Tyson said and Jason leaned against the car.
"Only because you wrecked, Ty," Jason said and Tyson walked to
his friend and placed his hands on his shoulders and smiled.
"No, I think I was ready to call it quits. Even though we only
been here for a year, I know racing is not meant for me," Tyson
said and I smiled. I have a feeling that I am involved with him
quitting racing, but I don't care. If he races, I will be there
by his side and if he quits, well he quit. I sat around the
garage for the rest of the day and everything went smoothly. Mom
and Tom wanted me home this evening, so I went home without Tyson
by my side. I told them about Tyson quitting and they really
didn't have a reaction.
"Well, racing is just for hobbyist anyways, except for
professional racers," Tom said putting a mouth full of collard
greens in his mouth.
"Maybe you coming into his life made him realize about life.
Maybe he wants to settle down and be an adult," Mom said and I
smiled. That sounds like what I thought of Tyson's reason. May
came over an hour later because we needed that girl time. Sitting
in a café before a race is NOT girl time. We laid around and
watched TV in my room and then we began to paint our toe nails. I
told her about Tyson quitting and she smiled.
"Jason said that he wants one good season before he quits. Jason
told me about Tyson quitting and I was pretty shocked to hear
that. That Brown dude would totally milk that story up," May
said and I groaned.
"I really hate that Brown, ya know? He needs a life other than
trying to ruin others," I said and she laughed.
"Wonder if he is going to write about Tyson's accident."
"Probably and I actually want to see what he wrote about it." The
next morning, May and I went to the nearest store and got a local
newspaper and seen that Brown has two articles. One about the
race, of course, and special column. We read the race one first.
Tyson Cassidy had a bad accident Saturday Night. As all of
Lexington knows, I have been at his heels ever since he came to
town and began taking all the races. As you may know also, NASCAR
came Saturday. Tyson Cassidy will not be going to NASCAR this
round. I have a feeling that because of Pippa Wilson, his
girlfriend and so-called "love of his life", I think he will quit
racing. I think also, due to Miss Wilson, she distracted Tyson to
wreck. He cannot keeps his eyes and hands off of her. I bet his
pants don't stay zipped for long! Tyson is ruining his career
over this eighteen year old recent high school graduate. Yes, she
may be pretty, but he could have done better. Come on, eighteen
years old and Tyson is like what, twenty-six years old! Tyson is
a wonderful racer and hope to see him race after he fixes the
pistons on his car. Maybe next time NASCAR rolls around Harris
Speedway, he will get his big chance.
"Are you serious? He basically called you a whore!" May said and
I am just staring at the column. What is his problem with me and
Tyson? Is our relationship stronger than his so called marriage?
"Do you want to see the special one?" May asked and I nodded. We
flipped the pages and seen it.
Well, my readers of Lexington, Virginia, I am resigning my
position as head reporter of The Lexington News. My wife of three
years has a better job awaiting in Roanoke and we are moving. I
will admit something, I hate this town. It's small and boring
other than Tyson Cassidy. I wanted to get famous through him, but
it ain't happening. He will quit over Pippa Wilson and I hate
that. I didn't enjoy writing for this town and hope the next
sucker to get this position will actually enjoy it!
I dropped the newspaper on the floor and I am in shell shock. I
cannot believe he actually said that in the newspaper and they
printed it! The editor-in-chief had to see this. Maybe Brown got
away with shit that regular, nice reporters could get fired over.
He right out blame me for Tyson's accident, basically calling me
a whore to all Lexington and right out telling us that he hates
"He has only been married for three years. Who can stand that
man? He must have a huge dick and very good in bed!" May said and
"Probably, but good riddance to James Brown!" I said as I threw
the newspaper away and May said the same thing, GOOD RIDDANCE TO
I went back to the garage and Candy, the little girl from the
race, is there. I smiled and when she seen me, she ran over and
"Tyson is a sweetheart, and mama doesn't believe the newspaper
dude," Candy said and I smiled.
"Well, that man is very mean anyways," I said and we walked over
and I kissed Tyson and Candy looked at us and I leaned over to
Tyson's ear and whispered,
"Give her a kiss on a cheek, it will make her day. She has a
crush on you." Tyson just smiled, leaned down and picked her up,
and planted a kiss on her chubby cheek. Candy giggled and
"Well, you are a sweet little girl, Candy, but my heart belongs
to Pippa Wilson," Tyson said and Candy smiled.
"You two are cute together and I am too young anyways, I am only
nine years old!" I laughed and I hugged her. This cute red headed
girl really enlightened my spirits. I took her home and when I
returned to the garage, everybody is gone, but Tyson. He waved a
finger at me to tell me to follow him and when I followed him to
the back room with all the car parts, I gasped. He has set up a
romantic table, but the food is barbeque take out. He has pulled
pork on a bun, slaw and fries on both plates and a red wine in
plastic wine glasses.
"Come on, sit down," Tyson said and I sat down and I just stared
at the table set up. He has a beautiful red rose bouquet in the
middle of the table but pulled away so I can look at my love of
"I never thank you for pulling me out of that car," Tyson said
and I smiled.
"You don't need to, Ty. I pulled you out because I wanted to
rescue you and make sure you are okay. I never felt so scared in
my life," I said and he sighed.
"I wrecked in Dansville before I came here in the field Jason and
I practiced. I had a mild concussion and a lot of scratches. This
accident is nothing compared to that." I looked at him and became
shocked. Racing is not safe, its highly dangerous. Tyson reached
for a remote and Kiss's song Forever began to play. I think this
song is the most prettiest song ever and when I was younger, for
some reason, it made me cry because it's so lovey dovey. I smiled
and bit into a fry and he smiled.
"I love you, Pippa Wilson," Tyson said and I smiled.
"I love you, too, Tyson Cassidy," I said and he sighed.
"Please don't believe that Brown dude about you distracting me…"
"Why would I believe a douche bag like Brown? I am glad he is
leaving Lexington. We don't need a man like him in our town." He
laughed and we ate some more. I began to sing the lyrics of the
song and Tyson just smiled. I changed the feminine words to
masculine because I am singing to Tyson.
I see my future when I look in your eyes
It took your love to make my heart come alive
Cause I lived my life believin' all love is blind
But everything about you is tellin' me this time
It's forever, this time I know and there's no doubt in my
Forever, until my life is thru, boy I'll be lovin' you
Tyson just looked at me and I stared at him and blushed.
"I know, I am not the next American Idol," I said and he grabbed
my hand from across the table and kissed the top of it.
"You sing beautifully to me, and you turned me on so bad," he
said and he stood up and grabbed my hand. We left the food on the
table and he took me to his truck. We left my car at the garage
and we went to his place. We didn't say a single word to each
other and when we got there, he walked over to my side of the
truck, opened my door and carried me bridal style. He managed to
open the front door to his place with one hand and he proceeded
to carry me to his bedroom. He lay me down on the bed and he went
to close the door. He came over and began to kiss me
passionately. I sighed into his mouth as his hand went to my
pants and took them off and he touched the top of my thighs. I
knew he is taking his time with me and that brought tears in my
eyes. Usually sex is fast for us cause we are super horny. Tyson
stood up and took his shirt off and as he done that, I took my
shirt and bra off. I leaned forward and placed my lips against
his muscular chest and he moaned and ran his fingers through my
brunette hair. I looked up at him and I went to his pants and
unbutton his pants and then pulled them off along with his
boxers. I lay back and Tyson slowly pulled my panties down and
his lips touched my inner thighs ever so lightly, its like
butterfly wings. I opened my legs and his lips touched my swollen
lips and he pulled them apart and his tongue touched my clit. I
moaned as his tongue went faster and he slipped two fingers into
my pussy hole. He pushed them further down and Tyson hit my
g-spot and with him eating me out and hitting that spot, I came
within a minute. I came and my orgasm was strong and lasted for a
pretty good while. Tyson smiled and lay on top of my body and he
kissed me with my juice on his lips and tongue.
"I love you," Tyson whispered.
"I love you too," I whispered back and he pushed his dick inside
me. His strokes we're strong, yet loving. It seemed like he wants
to make love to the end of time. I wrapped my arms around his
shoulders and my legs went around his thighs. I moaned into his
ear and he pushed deeper and he moaned as my pussy squeezed
around his dick as I had another incoming orgasm. He thrusted
into me a few more times and we cum together. He rolled off of me
and wrapped his strong arms around my body and kissed my forever.
The only thing I hear is our breathing and I sat up and ran my
finger down his chest.
"Since you are quitting racing, what are you planning to do?" I
asked and he sat up and he put his arms behind his head.
"Well, work of course and spend ever single minute with you. I am
not planning to get rid of you, I love you too much," Tyson said
and I lay against his chest and he played with my wavy hair.
"Can you deal with me and my sarcastic attitude?" I asked and he
"You actually have not been sarcastic in a pretty good while,
except to you know who. Yes, I can deal with you cute sarcasm,
can you deal with my ego?"
"What ego? You lost it when you met me."
"You know you are right."
"Tyson, you got me forever and ever and I am not planning to
leave." He kissed me and when he let go, he smiled.
"I am not going anywhere either." He turned off the lamp beside
us and before I went to sleep, I smiled to myself. It's been a
month and I gained a man, fell in love with him and now, I have