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I grip her waist and push my body into hers, and she falls against the car.

My hard exterior molds right up against the soft curves of hers as I whisper into her ear, “Be good tonight, Pyle.”

Her breath is feathery as she responds, “Don’t call me that.”

I let out a small chuckle as I brush hair away from her face. “Just make sure you don’t do anything to warrant the name, and we’ll be all good.”

She sticks out her bottom lip, and I have to restrain from biting it. Instead, I reach for her hand and peel her off the car and toward the crowd.

I give Gregg a fist pound with my other hand as we approach. “How’s it looking tonight?”

“Everything’s set up. The new guy, Keith, is ready.”

He nods toward the Hellcat and the driver I got into a fight with a few nights ago over Jalynn’s flirting. He’s a damn good driver, so I’m glad he’s here tonight. I just have to make sure he keeps his paws off my girl.

“Fucker was adamant about racing you tonight. I told him that’s a race that has to be earned.”

“We had words a few nights ago. The little shit’s probably trying to show me his man card. Wonder what gave him the balls to do so tonight?”

“Me,” someone says from behind us.

We turn to see Beckett standing next to Keith.

I drop my head down with a loud huff. “Really? You know this douche bag?” I ask Keith.

“Beckett, what are you doing here?” Jalynn steps out of my grip and to her brother.

“You know this hottie?” Keith slaps his hand against Beckett’s chest with a crazy, excited expression.

Beckett’s face reddens as he pushes Keith’s hand off his chest. “She’s my sister. You touch her, and I’ll beat you with a tire iron.”

Keith steps back with his arms up in the air. “Damn, girl’s got more guards than Alcatraz.”

“Why are you here?” Jalynn asks her brother again.

“It’s more like, what the fuck are you doing here? Wait …” Beckett’s eyes get big as realization strikes. His fucking jaw drops as he looks at me and then back to Jalynn. “Is that—”

Jalynn rushes to Beckett, gripping his bright red shirt and pulling him away in a firestorm of frustration. “Let’s take a walk.”

I know I should give them time to chat, but I’m not that kind of guy. I don’t know what kind of dynamic these siblings have, and if he’s anything like his father, I won’t let him lay a hand on her.

Before I can reach them, Beckett steps away from Jalynn and comes right up to me, chest pushed out, trying to intimidate me. Fucker has no clue who he’s dealing with.

“Back the fuck up,” he yells as Jalynn tries to pull him back.

I grab him by the arm, the tension in my body radiating as I hold him in place and give it to him straight. “Don’t talk to my girl like that.”

He whips his head toward Jalynn. “Fucker stole my car, and you’re dating him?”

Last time we spoke, he only knew me as Austin, Jalynn’s boss. Now that he knows the truth, I can fully give him shit. “It’s about time someone started taking care of her. What kind of man lets his little sister bail him out all the time? I bet you didn’t even thank her for getting your car back, you fucking prick.” I release him with a little shove.

“My car back?” He turns to Jalynn, putting the last piece of the puzzle together. “Are you serious right now? You have my car?”

“Technically, I still do. She has the keys. I even gave her a good wax for you. Buffed her good,” I add with a wink.

“You’d better be talking about my car.” He runs a hand through his shaggy brown hair.

“It fits snug in my nice, warm garage.” I smile.