Mr. Hendrick's Daughter

Chapter 8: 2017 Hall of Fame Ceremony

Carolina's POV

Tonight was the night that my Dad was getting inducted into the NASCAR Hall Of Fame tonight.

Earlier today, Chase spent the day at Hendrick Motorsports doing interviews and stuff like that. I was home, which we lived not far from the shop and my parents house.

"Hey Babe" I hear. I look over and Chase was leaning up against the doorframe.

"Hey, you're back" I smile as I walk over to him and peck his lips.

"Look what I brought you" Chase says holding up a McDonalds bag and a sweet tea.

"Oh my gosh, you're amazing" I giggle "I love you"

"I love you too" he smiles and kisses me again.

"Could you do me a favor?" I ask.

"Sure. What is it?"

"Can you go down and get Mom? I need her to help me with my hair"

"I can help you"

"You're funny" I giggle plugging in my curling wand.

"You know I'm not bad with your hair" he says.

"I just don't want you burning yourself"

"I'll be fine. Don't you have those gloves or something?"

"Yeah..."

"Can I please do it?"

"I guess so" I smile and he drags me into the bathroom.

"If I do a bad job then I'll go get Mom" he says. I stand in front of him and he first wraps his arms around my waist and rests his chin on my shoulder.

"You're so cute"

"Shut up Chase" I smile and I start to blush so I hide my face.

"You are. You're so dang beautiful, I'm the luckiest man alive" he smiles.

"Chase" I giggle

"I'm just stating some facts, Babe" he says kissing my cheek.

He grabs my curling wand and puts on the gloves. He starts curling my hair and he was actually doing a good job.

"My gosh Chase, you're actually doing a great job!"

"It's about time you noticed my secret talent" he says.

"Secret talent? Curling hair is not hard"

"I'm a man, it's hard for us because we don't do this. We wake up in the morning, take a shower and go with the hair we end up with"

"Not all guys do"

"The ones who don't care what they look like do aka me"

"Well no matter what you do, you still look handsome" I smile.

"What about the time I had a beard but no mustache?" he asks with a smirk.

"Oh my gosh Chase don't even bring that up. You know how much I hated that" I groan.

"I know that's why I brought it up" he chuckles.

"That was one of the worst choices you've ever made"

"What about the buzzcut?"

"That wasn't even near as bad as that stupid beard with no mustache. It looked so retarded, Chase"

"I thought it looked fine"

"It didn't"

"What about those one highlights you got a few years ago? Those looked awful"