GS:One word to describe your partner in the morning.
TM:Cranky.
DM:Too happy.
GS:That’s two words, Drew.
DM:Sue me.
GS:Who said I love you first?
DM:Trent.
GS:If you had to be handcuffed together for twenty-four hours, what would go wrong first?
TM: Nothing. I’d like it.
GS:What is your favorite thing the other wears?
DM:I like when he wears my boxers.
TM:His wedding ring.
GS:Favorite holiday?
TM & DM:Christmas.
GS:Who gets hangry first?
TM:Drew.
GS:Who’s the better kisser?
TM:Drew.
DM:Trent.
GS:You two have been good sports today, and you’ve answered a lot of tough questions. On behalf ofGearShark, thank you for sitting down with us. And personally, it’s been great to see you both again. You truly are one of my favorites to interview.
TM:It was great seeing you again, Em.
And that, devotedGearSharkreaders, is in the in-depth gab sesh that I had with these true icons, Trent and Drew Mask.
Drew might be driving toward retirement, but the mark he left on the racing world and in all our hearts is forever permanent. And honestly, he might be hanging up his racing suit, but this journalist has a feeling we haven’t seen the last of either of these men.
You can rest assured that we here atGearSharkwill keep our eyes peeled for whatever these boys get up to next. And who knows? Maybe someday their son will be gracing our pages and burning up the track with all that adrenaline he inherited.
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Drew
The chimingof my phone was such a cockblock.
I tried to ignore it, but the fourth time it chirped, I pulled off of Trent’s cock and let out an exasperated huff. “Seriously.”
Above me, Trent laughed, and I shoved the blankets back and sat up between his naked thighs. “If we didn’t have kids, I’d flush those fuckers right now.”
