Ty pulled her down onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her. “Good, because I like you, too.” He kissed her, again feeling that ridiculous happiness rising in him. “I know my schedule is crazy, but I’ll make time for you. How are your Mondays?”

“I’m busy during the day, but usually Monday nights aren’t too bad. No papers to grade.”

She was boldly nibbling on his bottom lip and it was causing a heat to rise in him that had nothing to do with the fire burning behind him. “There’s only four more races. Then I have some downtime in November and December before we start prepping for next season.”

Maybe he should have kept his month shut. Saying the only time your weekends will ever be free is two months out of twelve had to be a little off-putting.

“Can I come to another race?” she asked. “I’ve only been once, and I think I have a little better understanding of the sport now than when I attended because of the research I’ve been doing. Besides, I can pepper you with questions before and after this time.”

Imogen had stopped kissing him, but she was stroking the back of his hair, which he found incredibly pleasant. “Of course you can go. I’ll get tickets for you. You can stay in my coach with me.”

“Where are the upcoming races? This weekend is out. We have midterms to grade.”

Ty needed to pause and think about it, which he found odd, because usually the schedule was seared into his brain, but Imogen was such a nice distraction. “Uh, Texas, Phoenix, Miami. Why don’t you come to Texas? And hell, why don’t you invite Tammy and Suzanne to come with you? I’m guessing Tammy would love to see Elec driving, and then you all can hang out when we’re busy.”

“Yeah, that would be fun. But Tamara has the kids.”

“She can bring them with her. They’re used to being around the track. Hunter is my godchild, you know, and I haven’t seen her in a while. It would be nice to see the kids.” Ty did like hanging out and playing with Tammy’s kids. There was something about the way kids just bounced around and said whatever they were thinking that always appealed to him.

“Okay, I’ll ask her. That way we can fly down on Friday night and it won’t conflict with school for the kids or for Tamara and I.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Ty ran his fingers over her thigh. “And if Tammy can’t make it, you’ll still come?”

“Yes, I’ll still come.” Imogen wrapped her arms around his neck. “I will definitely come.”

Ty caught the change in her voice. “Are we talking about next week or are we talking about now?”

“Both,” she said with a sly smile.

“Perfect answer.”