To Make Him Jealous
Chapter Four - Jealousy Comes In Twos
"You must be Riza?" A lovely woman with long flowing red hair greeted Riza and Roy as they exited the limo outside of a large building with a mirrored front. Riza looked up at the building with wonder as did Roy. The lady smiled, he hands folded neatly over her short blue dress.
"Yes...I'm Riza. This is my friend, Roy." Riza smiled at the lady and pointed to Roy. Roy was taken back when he heard Riza call him 'friend'. Was that all?
"Hello Riza and Roy. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Shella Barns and I work here. And here," She pointed to the large building behind her. "Here is the Garage Mahal of NASCAR." She smiled and began to lead the two into the building.
"This is the shop in which all of DEI's cars are build and put together for race day." Shella smiled as they walked through the doors. Roy stopped at the door and looked at it. On the glass door was a quote by a man named Dale Earnhardt.
"Thank you for smoking your Winston's outside." Roy read to himself. He shrugged it off and entered the building and caught up with Riza and Shella.
"Over there is out gift shop and right outside the gift shop is out little display of NASCAR advertising that involve DEI drivers or Dale Earnhardt." Shella smiled and pointed to the right.
"Then over there is out little display of the marvelous recent DEI achievements from Dale JR's Daytona 500 victory to Michael Waltrip's Daytona 500 crash." Shella pointed to the left were they saw a wonderful display of cars, engines and fire suits.
"Right through here is where out special cars are displayed. Tour times are the only time people get to enter here. Or in your case, contest winners." Shella pulled out a walkie talkie and called to someone to open the doors. Riza and Roy stood looking around at the cars and suits and stuff when Shella called to Riza.
"Roy, do you mind occupying yourself?" Riza asked with a smile.
"Go have fun, I'm interested in finding out how someone survived this crash." Roy pointed to Waltrip's crashed car which was nothing but roll bars and paint.
"Okay." Riza smiled and followed Shells into the room of cars.
"As you can see all the cars here were once driven by the drivers of DEI." Shella lead Riza through that room quickly and into a smaller room in back. Once inside there, Riza was greeted by non other then Dale Earnhardt Jr. Riza just stared as Shella left the room.
"Hi. You must be Riza." Dale JR. smiled. Riza smiled in return remembering a quote her father once told her when she was meeting her favorite singing band when she was only ten.
"Everyone shits brown and bleeds red. They are only human, Riza. Only human." She thought to herself and was acculy able to relax around the sexy driver.
"I'm Riza. Nice to acculy meet you Dale JR." Riza shook his hand and JR. smiled.
"Please call me JR. Everyone else does. So, congrats on being the winner and thanks for picking me. I love to meet my fans on one-on-one events. It makes it more personal." JR. smiled and pointed to the door.
"Shall we start? How about lunch, had any yet?" Riza smiled casually and replied with a simple 'no'. So JR. lead her from the room and back into the car room. Back out in the lobby, Roy was questioning Shella about the Waltrip car and she was happily answering all his questions with a smile. Riza couldn't help but believe Roy was only asking questions to flirt with the beautiful DEI worker. Riza sighed quietly as she and JR. left the building. Roy watched from the corner of his eye as Riza left with the NASCAR hunk. He couldn't help but feel Jealous, but then relized he had just missed everything Shella said and sighed himself.
"Well, we'll just cross the street to my house. I usually just walk to work living so close, and totally forgot what today's date was. So, you'll be the first fan to see my house close-up and not on TV." JR. smiled down at Riza as cars drove by on the busy Interstate Highway 3. The cars drove by, some not even noticing that Dale JR. was there being it a frequent occasion. Some cars honked and waved and JR. waved back. But mostly it was quiet.
"Riza" JR. smiled down at Riza and held out his hand as a gap in the traffic appeared. She took his hand and together they ran across the two lane highway. Inside DEI, Shella was answering another of Roy's questions about another car. Roy was again not hearing her and instead watched as Riza happily gave Dale her hand then ran, hand-in-hand across the highway. A slight growl roared in his throat like a lion when something is trespassing on it's land.
"So that how he did it." Shella finished and Roy sighed again. He heard none of it.
"Thanks." Roy smiled.
"Anything else?" She asked. Roy smiled.
"Yeah, is it possible to get that 'closed' tour. No clue how those two will be." Roy asked.
"Sure. We never did think of something for the guest to do. Follow me." Shells lead Roy to the tour entrance. He really didn't care about the tour, just needed to be alone and with a woman.
"Maybe that will make Riza jealous." Roy thought to himself as he entered the door.
A/N- No I didn't win a contest. Yes, I have been to DEI. Thats how I know all the details of the building from the quote on the door all the way to the show room. And yes, the road DEI is on is called Interstate 3. But unfortunately, thats all I go to see. The tours weren't happening and I wasn't allowed to see the shop or the room full of all the cars. Only the showroom and gift shop. Maybe next time. Please review. Constructive criticism allowed. No flames (Roy is the only one with that privilege)