Mia's POV:Now, what do I do?It was already Sunday. The gala was tonight and although I had every other thing planned, I still didn't have a date plan.I grabbed an apple, scratching it with my claws. I rolled it on the table, leaving scratches here and there. Melanie walked into the kitchen and shook her head. “It's like I own a cat.” She grabbed a jug of orange juice and placed it on the island.From the pantry, she grabbed a loaf of bread she'd gotten from the store yesterday and began to cut it into slices. She spread peanut butter on one and marmalade on the other. Then she cut it up in triangles and placed it on a plate. She poured herself a cup of juice.Taking a bite from the sandwich, she closed her eyes and sighed. “Beautiful.”I crushed the apple. “That's it!” I said exhaling. “You're a genius.”Melanie looked at me confused. “What did I do?” She asked.“I’ve been thinking of ways that I could impress Jaxon but I seem to have forgotten one detail: simple. Jaxon is a simple
Mia's POV:The kiss was brief.When we were done celebrating and popping the champagne in celebration. We said goodbye to Mikey and the others.“I can't believe I won that,” Jackson said. We were heading for a gas station to refill his tank.“It was simply incredible,” I replied. “But now I'm starving.”“Shit. Yes, pizzas. Maybe a burger or something. I'll see if there's a quick snack we can grab from the store.” Jackson said as we drove into the station.While he refilled, I went into the store. I found some bags of chips that would do and slushies. I filled two cups with two separate flavors. I was going to give Jackson the better one.I paid for them and went back to the car, arranging them carefully in the space between the driver's seat and the passenger seat. When the tank was full, Jackson swiped his car and got back in.I took a drink from the pink slushie and then the blue one. The pink tasted better so I handed it to him.He furrowed his brows. “Don't you like this one bette
Mia's POV:“I don't think a lot of people go on this kind of date,” Jackson said with false assurance.I looked around at the crowd and tapped him. “Over there,” I said, jutting my chin. Jackson looked.There, further behind from the crowd watching the screen was a couple. They sat on one chair, the woman in his lap. She rested her head on his shoulder, her hands wound around his neck.“You were saying?” I asked, a victorious smirk on my face.“I don't think a lot of people go on this kind of date.” I was about to retort but he added, “Where one of them participates in the race.”I pouted. “I'm sure a few of the racers have partners.” I defended.“Yeah well, to them, it might be something they do regularly. Like going to watch your kid's football game.” Jackson countered.“Fine, fine, you win,” I said, smiling. “I win. Because I brought you on an epic and rare date.”Jackson took my hand in his, chuckling. “You win.” He agreed at the exact moment that cheers rose all along us.I looke
Mia's POV:Jackson beamed at me. “More fun than I've had in years. And I think it's mostly because you're right next to me as well. I have someone waiting at the finish line waiting for me. It just makes it so much more special.” Jackson replied.“I'm glad you're having fun. I guess I chose the right place to come for a date.” I commented. “It's so exciting and scary watching you race. I keep praying that you win. Makes me anxious, but in a good way.”“You don't have to explain it to me, Mia. It's in your eyes.” Jackson said, walking backward to his car. “It's all in the eyes.” He turned to walk properly. After he got into his car, both drivers drove to the starting line, following the driving instructions of a man wearing a bright orange vest.The MC did the usual, lifting the gun into the air. “On your marks, get set, go!” He shot a round into the air.The cars tore through the air to drive forward. Speedy was a tricky driver. He threw things out his window the moment he managed to
Mia's POV:Jackson kissed my forehead. “The finals.” He repeated before pressing his head to mine.I nodded. “Win this.”“With pleasure,” he replied. He stepped back, turning away and stalking towards his car. He drove it to the starting line, revving the engine. I hugged myself, watching him.He glanced at me and I saw some kind of emotion on his face.“Racers, are you ready?” the MC asked. A bunch of cheers rang out. But, Jackson got out of the car. “Uh, hold up, hold up, it seems one of the racers isn't ready yet.”He walked back to me and wound his hand around my waist, pulling me to him. My eyes widened slightly and I planted my hands on his chest.“What's wrong?” I asked, searching his eyes when he just kept looking at me.“I was just about ready to kiss you wearing that dress.” He replied. Instead, he planted a kiss on my forehead. “but I'm going to kiss you only if I win all this.”“I'll be here rooting for you,” I whispered to him. He walked back into the car. Everyone had gi
Mia's POV:“So, you ready for it?” Mikey asked.“I wouldn't be here if I wasn't,” Jackson said, confidently.“I like that. These are my guys; Shark and Speedy.” Mikey said introducing the people standing next to him. “Speedy is in the race. Shark helps me around so stuff goes according to plan.”Jackson shook Shark and Speedy’s hands. “It's nice to meet you. I hope we have a good race,” he said to Speedy.Speedy chuckled. “You're not going to race me. Well, unless you can beat the other two contenders. Then.” He let out a depreciating laugh. One that I knew meant he was sure Jackson wouldn't make it to the final to race him. Speedy was sure he would beat his own two racers.I tightened my hand around Jackson's hand and smiled sweetly. “With all due respect, you're going to chew and swallow your words, along with the dust and fumes from his car,” I said.Speedy lowered his gaze to meet mine. “We'll see about that pretty lady.”I looked him square in the eyes and smiled. “See you on the