Greyson
We had arrived in England.
My head was rather hurt.
We arrived at the hotel at ten and I couldn’t sleep. Jetlag. f*****g jetlag. And I had to do the qualifying today.
Lola took a half-day off to come here. She was so excited to be here. I couldn’t show how bad my mood was. But my head was hurting like a son of a b***h. I couldn’t screw up today. Not just because my reputation was on the line but I didn’t want to lose to my new nemesis.
“Ready when you are, Grey,” Owen informed.
Inhaled. Exhaled. Inhaled. Exhaled.
I could do this.
“You’re okay?” he asked.
“No,” I easily replied.
“Hey, I can’t sleep too last night. I envied Faye who could sleep easily.”
“And I envied Lola who could do that easily too.” Our ladies were stronger than us. Not an embarrassment. We were p
