easily through the crowd toward the table where Tucker and D. J. Owens, the other driver on their team, sat.
“Yo, MacNeil, wait up.”
Jared could think of only one reason why Alan Jenner would want to talk to himAnnie. Ah, hell.
“What’s up?”
“That’s what I want to know. What’s doing between you and Annie?”
“None of your business.”
“Ah, Jared, that’s not the answer I wanted to hear.”
“Too bad. She’s an adultshe can make her own decisions.”
“No kidding. Just make sure you remember she’s part of the Jenner family and we take care of our own.”
“We’re dating, Alan. Most people don’t get hurt”
“Annie’s not most people.”
Jared knew that, but he wasn’t going to discuss this any further with Alan. She had warned him her family was protective. It surprised him to some extent because Annie didn’t need a man to protect her. She did a good job of it herself with those steel-gray eyes of hers demanding truth from a man.
“Was that all?”
“Don’t make light of this, MacNeil.”
He nodded at the other man and walked away, working his way behind the table.
“Hey, man, you want to hang for a while?” Tucker asked as he finished signing the last autograph and posed for one last photo.
“Got nothing better to do,” Jared said.
“I thought you were dating Jenner’s sister.”
Everyone wanted to know about his love life, he thought, and right now there wasn’t anything to tell. “Yeah, that situation is complicated.”
Tucker raised one eyebrow at him. “That’s odd. Don’t women usually throw themselves at you?”
He punched Tucker in the arm. “She’s not like other women.”
“No?”
Jared didn’t want to talk about Annie with Tucker. Jared rubbed the back of his neck, looking at the man who was probably closer to him than anyone else. They were like brothers.
“No,” he finally answered.
“Oh.”
“What’s that mean?”
“Nothing…it doesn’t mean anything.”
They stopped in front of the stage where the Jenner Racing team was signing autographs. He scanned the crowd, looking for Annie, and caught a glimpse of her long dark brown hair as she moved through crowd, snapping pictures.
“Yeah, right,” Tucker said. “Why are we hanging out in a rival team’s crowd, then?”
“We’re not hanging out,” Jared replied, walking again. He couldn’t explain to himself why she was always on his mind. She was like an obsession that he couldn’t shake himself of.
Tucker’s next event was with a group of Boy Scouts of America. Their top box-car racers were waiting for him. Jared left Tucker with them and moved back through the crowd telling himself he wasn’t looking for Annie, but nonetheless he was standing in the shadows of the Number 153 car’s fans watching for her. He couldn’t spot her and felt like an idiot for hanging out, looking for her.
He walked back through the crowd toward the stage set up at one end of the street. A local band was playing covers of Jimmy Buffett hits.
“Hey, Jared,” Annie said, coming up next to him. She had her camera hanging around her neck.
“Hello. Working?”
“No. I’ve been hanging out with one of the musicians who will be performing later.”
“Who?”
“Stevie Taylor.”
How did she know him? And why did he care? He tried to come up with something to say but frankly he couldn’t. “That’s nice.”
She arched one eyebrow at him. “He and Dave are poker buddies.”
“So why were you hanging out with him?”
“Why do you care? I thought I was just someone you were dating casually.”
He thought about that. He’d tried to keep it casual. Their lunch had been anything but casual in the end. “It’s notlisten, I don’t know what I feel for you, but I do know I don’t want you dating another guy.”
She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and looked up at him. “I’m glad to hear that. I feel the same
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