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“Don’t judge a book by its cover,” Elena rasps.
“With the kind of porn books you read, I definitely do.”
“They’re called romance.” She throws her head back and laughs.
I wish I could kiss the curve of her exposed neck. Ever since our hookup yesterday in my room, I can’t get her out of my head. Kissing Elena is erotic as fuck. It’s something I want to repeat again, under different circumstances, preferably with little to no clothes on.
One taste wasn’t enough. I want to have her to myself, chanting my name as I thrust into her, solidifying the need I have to claim her in every way.
I shove my lust aside as Caleb walks up the steps to my house. “Welcome, Caleb. My parents can’t wait to meet you.”
“Fuckin’ mega. This house is amazing! And you! Bloody hell, Jax Kingston.” Caleb pushes the bridge of his horn-rimmed glasses up his nose.
“He looks innocent and then he drops the word fuck. Boys,” Elena whispers under her breath.
“Now that’s my kind of fan.” I wink at her before I grab Caleb’s weekend bag from him.
We walk inside and I introduce our new guest to my parents.
“Get out. They never told me I’d get to meet the King Cobra too!” Caleb’s voice bounces off the walls of our entryway.
My dad laughs as he offers his hand for Caleb to shake. “I can’t say I’ve heard that nickname in a while.”
“Please. You’re one of the sickest boxers to ever live. I’ve watched some of your old fights that my dad has on VHS.”
“Well, kid, you aged me about twenty years from that sentence alone.” My dad gives Mum some space to greet my little fan.
“We’re happy to have you in our home. When Elena told us about you wanting to spend time with Jax, we had to invite you over. Anything for Jax’s biggest fan.”
“Best bloody choice ever.” Caleb high-fives Elena.
The way her nose scrunches has me laughing. “Wait for tomorrow. Elena planned some cool activities for you.”
“Yes!” Caleb throws his fist in the air.
My parents spend the entire dinner getting to know Caleb. Turns out the guy is a bit of a rebel with a couple attempts of breaking out of his hospital room.
It seems like we will get along fine.
Caleb has many qualities I deem suitable.
He cracks jokes and he speaks fluent sarcasm. His pastimes include watching my races, scouring the web for new music, and flirting with hospital nurses. In other words, he’s my kind of mate.
The kid has endless energy. He still wants to do more after I let him sit by my side during a debriefing meeting and took him to a sponsor event.
Elena says he is energetic because he’s excited to spend time with his idol.
Me. An idol. God help us all.
“Here’s your helmet.” I pass the safety gear to Caleb as he stares slack-jawed at the older F1 car. The crew abandoned us on the grid, returning to the pit to give us directions through the team radio once we are ready to race.
“We’re actually going to be driving these? Oh my God.”
I chuckle. “That’s what Elena scheduled for us.”
“Bloody hell, I might have to kiss her.”
I raise a brow. “Want to amend that statement?”
