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“Business is great. We have so many customers coming in. I had to make a waiting list to work on cars and accept deposits. Blaze, who’s handling the shop in Spencer, is swamped. Every street racer wants a build from Turner’s shop.”
“That is great, Dex. Have you heard from Exie?”
Dex and Exie have been dating but I’m not sure if there is more going on with the way Lane’s family is. I’m not sure if anything can come out of their relationship.
“She’s been good. She wants to go and see you but has been waiting for the right time. Anyway, I called you because we need to take Lane’s car on the track to get a time. I have to install his last modification on it.”
Lane was supposed to install some modifications to his car, but he was never able to do it. It was supposed to be a game changer for the GT-R. He didn’t come home to finish it but Dex knows how to install it.
I shrug my shoulders even if he can’t see me. “Okay. Do it. Get it done.”
“It is done, boss lady. I need you to drive it on the track, Mrs. Turner.”
I swallow. Me? Why me?
“Why can’t you do it?”
“Only you and Lane Jr. are allowed to drive that car. I think he is too young at the moment. Ten years is too long to have it sitting there by the time Lane Jr. will be able to at least get behind a wheel.”
“No way, Dex.”
“It has to be you, Mrs. Turner,” he says playfully.
Shit. Lane taught me how to drive, but it was for fun, and I was always on his lap. I think he liked me there for other reasons. I have to do it for my son but Dex needs to stop calling me Mrs. Turner.
“Fine, I’ll do it,” I tell him.
“Yes,” I hear him whisper.
“But one thing, Dex. You can’t call me Mrs. Turner.”
“What? Why?” he asks.
“His family threatened to sue me because they say I’m using their name as a brand to capitalize on it outside of Lane.”
“You have got to be shitting me! Those motherfuckers.”
“Yeah, I’m not Mrs. Turner. They have strong influences with good lawyers and I can’t argue with them or plead my case. I’ll lose, Dex. I’m Aura Rayne and I’m OK with that.”
“Fuck, Aura. I’m so sorry.”
“Me too, Dex. Let me know when you need me and I’ll make plans to head to the track.”
“Okay, bye, Aura. I’ll call you to let you know,” he says, sounding deflated.
Chapter 7
Kalum
“So how’s Aura?” Cason asks, sitting in front of my desk in my New York office.
“She’s okay, I guess. The security you have on detail has reported no issues.”
Cason pinches his brows together and raises a finger. “Wait. Are you telling me you don’t see her? When was the last time you physically saw her?”
“The day I showed her the house she is staying in,” I mock.
He wipes his hand over his face. “You’re telling me her husband basically gave you the green light to her and you haven’t spent a day with her? The girl you let go because one of our friends fell in love with her. The girl you were going to throw everything away for and you left her in a house you bought for her and her son, by the way, for twenty million, and you sit here and tell me you haven’t tried to at least tell her how you feel about her?”
