“Hi there. I want to race, where I should go to sign in?” I ask with soft voice. Jack turns around and looks at me. Shocked expression creeps on his face. He checks me up and smiles.
“Are you lost pretty face?” He asks.
“I want to ride are you deaf? Name Emlyn, Nissan GT-R, I want to race with Liam Braison.” I smirk and Jack gasps.
“He is the best. You need to pay up.”
“How much?”
“$200 for a start, if you lose, you’ll need to pay $500 more for him, and if you win, he will pay you the same amount plus I will give you the bits.” I give him the cash which thankfully been in my bad that Tobi brings me. “You’re next sweetheart.” With that, he leaves, and I march to Ty’s car. Tobi knocks on the window.
“Listen, you don’t know the grounds, so don’t push too hard. Stay focused and don’t do anything stupid.” I close the window and start the engine. I drive to the start line and a car appears next to mine. I look at the driver and anger envelopes me. This is not Liam, it’s Zac. He smirks at me and I show him my middle finger.
Beautiful lady comes and stands between our cars. She lifts two flags in the air and asks if we are ready. We nod our head and she put the flags down. We start. I start calmly. I will let him have the first way because he will run the engine too hard while it’s cold and, on the way, back, the engine will refuse to accelerate. Is that guy stupid?
My scenario was correct. We come to the corner. I put the handbrake on, and the car runs sideways. I fly like a pro I am. I leave Zac in the dust and he tries to overtake me, his car does not have enough power. Only hundreds of yards to finish line, I add more speed and my car flies through the end. People come closer to my car. I leave the car and they whistle and howl. Zac car parks next to mine and he walks to me.
“Wow. I didn’t know you can do that. That was amazing!” He lifts me off the ground and spins around. I laugh like a child. I feel free. I didn’t know that coming here would bring something to my life, but the truth is that this life is even better than in England. I have my family back; I have a new friend and I can do whatever I want. When I was high in Zac’s arms, I spot Liam with Sophia. She’s sitting in the hood and he is standing between her legs. A wave of jealousy comes unexpectedly. I need to do something to get her mad. Zac puts me down and Tyler steps next to me. His arm falls lazily on my shoulder and he kisses the top of my head.
“My girl,” he whispers in my ear. I kiss his cheek and decide to warm the atmosphere between us. I jump on his back and he puts me on his shoulders. “This is my girl!” He shouts loudly and the audience erupt in chaos. My grin widens when I spot that Liam jumped away from Sophia and is staring at us. Tyler walks closer to the car and puts me on the hood. I bend down and kiss him. He takes me in his arms and places his hands on my buttocks. The kiss is hot. I become wet in less than a second. Tyler’s hands travel up my body to my breasts. He squeezes one of them and I moan.
“If I were you, I would leave now…” The voice sounds in my ears.
“Fuck off mate, we are busy,” Tyler answers between the kisses.
“Police is coming. They will be here in less than three minutes. Go with Zac, he is waiting.” I look at the intruder and realise that this is Liam, who else could it be. I push Tyler off of me and jump off the hood.
“Princess come back home. I will drive.” Tyler states.
“Not yet, Ty. I’m not ready yet. I will text you when I will be at Zac’s.” With that, I turn around and walk to Zac’s car. His grin welcomes me as I step inside.
“That was hot! I mean the race not your little dry sex on the hood with your brother.” He laughs.
“We are not related!”
“I know, I know. I’m wondering why the hell Liam called the cops. What a shithead is calling for them on its own race?”
“He’s called the police?” I say with disbelief. This bastard did it on purpose.
*
We arrive safely at Zac’s place. He leads me through the security checks, and I walk into Liam’s room. Zac goes after that and I decide to take a shower as our Big Liam is not home yet. He probably drives his fiancé or is banging her somewhere. Anger envelopes me. I leave my clothes on the bathroom floor and step into the shower. A hot water splashes my body and I sigh. Why the hell did he called the police? What Zac mean by ‘his race’? And why the hell I feel angry? I don’t understand my own feelings. Is it possible that Liam was jealous of me and Ty? No, that can’t be true because seconds before he nearly fucked his girl on his hood. That’s probably the reason why he didn’t race me. He was with her. I punch the tiled wall and blood escapes my knuckles. Fuck! I welcome the pain with open arms. I hate that even when I think I hate this guy; he always knows how to tempt me.
I finish the shower and don’t bother to cover myself. He is probably still
