Rivals Or Lovers
Heart pounding like a bass drum, because yeah… he got under my skin more than I wanted to admit.
The next day, the racing field was buzzing. Engines roared, tires screeched, and a sea of people murmured about our showdown. I couldn’t help but smirk. The news had spread like wildfire—Ethan versus Ryan. Rivals to the death or, you know, to the first corner.
I adjusted my gloves, pretending calm while my stomach did gymnastics. Not Jessica making me nervous. Well… maybe a little. Fine. A lot. But mostly, it was Ryan standing there, hair tousled, smirk doing something untamed to me I was not ready to admit.