To Make Him Jealous
Chapter Eight - Victories For Everyone
"Congrats JR.!" "Way to go man!" "Awesome finish!" "It's my turn next time, great job buddy!" "Nice race! See you next weekend!" "Till next weekend!"
Drivers all over congratulated JR. Riza smiled behind him, he was escorting her back to the gate where the limo waited.
"Thanks again Riza for being a great fan." JR. said as the limo driver opened the door.
"No problem and congrats again on the victory." Riza said as she hugged JR. good bye.
"I had lots of fun." Riza smiled.
"Me too." JR. said good bye and kissed her on the cheek as the hug ended. They waved good bye as the limo drove out of sight.
Riza sat back and closed her eyes, the window next to here blowing a cold breeze on her sweaty face. It was a great weekend and she's glad she enjoyed herself. Even if Roy was being pig headed. Riza smiled at the thought of going home and seeing Black Hayate. The one 'male' in her life that loved her. The limo pulled up and she got out. She looked at her reflection in the lobby mirror and relised she had a tan. She smiled. In her mind she looked sexier. She played with the strap of her tank top and thought. She began to remove her sweatshirt from around her waist and put it on, she didn't need to see Roy's look when she walked in dressed like that. He was such a playboy. Riza decided to take the stairs up to her floor. The twelve flights of stairs were tiring but she was an ex-military woman. She could handle it. Right.
"Rest. Sleep. Relaxation." Riza said to herself as she opened the door. The room was dark and quiet. She closed the door behind her and walked across the room. The open balcony curtain gave off just enough light to see as she walked across the room. Halfway across the room, she felt a hand wrap around her waist and her mouth.
"My gun. Where did I leave it?" Riza thought frantically ad she moved her restrained hand to search her waist for her gun.
"No need for that." Said a voice said removed the gun from around her waist. He spun her around and Riza gasped at the sight of a black eye patch.
"Roy?" Riza calmed down a little knowing it was a friend not enemy.
"Hello Riza my dear." Roy laughed at the sight of her startled face. Riza just stared up into his dark eyes trying to figure out what he was up to.
"Roy what is this about?" Riza asked trying to get free.
"I heard. I saw. I relised." He smiled and lifted her chin up, kissing her lips. Riza's eyes were wide, then she closed them, enjoying the kiss. Roy's arms moved to around her back and her's around his neck.
Roy got his wish as they slowly stumbled to the bed. A victory for him. Riza got her wish as they embraced each other lovingly. Victory for her. And to top it off, Dale JR. got a another Daytona 500 win. A victory for him. So it's victories for everyone!
END
A/N- Please review. Constructive criticism allowed. No flames (Roy is the only one with that privilege)