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“He’s drunk and picking fights. Can you escort him out, please?” Axel says, and the guard nods. Wes’s mouth drops open in shock. “Why do I have to fucking leave? I’m a payingcustomerjust like everyone else!”
“Because you’re causing a disturbance.” The guard takes his arm. At first, Wes fights the guard, but Joe, another driver, stands, grabbing Wes’s and his jacket.
“I’ll go with you. Let’s get out of here.” Joe shakes his head toward Axel and me. What the fuck is that all about? Take Wes’s side; it doesn’t matter to me.
“Fuck,” I mutter as I sit down. Ivy rubs my arm and leans in close. She smells good, but it’s not enough to rid the anger bubbling inside me.
“Always drama with that kid. He needs to learn not to start shit.” Axel huffs and pours us another beer before sitting down.
“Thanks for helping. I wanted to shut him up with my fist.”
Axel nods. “I know. He’ll learn to mind his own business when his ass gets beat one of these days.”
We spend the next hour shooting the shit and eating more, but my mood is sour, and I’m ready to ditch this place. A part of me doesn’t even wanna bother with Ivy tonight. Then again, maybe she’s what I need to turn my mood around.
“Nice to see you guys. We’re heading out. See you tomorrow?” I say my goodbyes as I round the table, and Ivy follows. She takes my arm as we walk toward the entrance.
“I need to get out of this dress,” Ivy whispers, and I grin as I pick up speed.
That is until Ross Weber steps in front of me, and I halt in my tracks. Ivy bumps into me, but she’s all smiles when she sees who it is.
Ross Weber is one of the head honchos in the motor sport world. Someone I admire and respect, but who also intimidates me. Just a smidge.
“Well, if it isn’t LucaDeMello. Back at it tonight, I see?” He laughs, and I fake laughin returnwhile ignoring the little dig.
Damn, even a night out with the team has me in the spotlight. Or is it the chick on my arm?
“Just drinks with the team. Surprised to see you here. In town for the race this weekend?”
“You know it. Let's have a drink and catch up.” He looks between Ivy and me, and just as I open my mouth to decline, more people surround us, interrupting with loud greetings and whistles. Ivy’s caught up in it, going along with thehappiness,but I’d rather be in my car, getting her out of that damn dress.
I scan the area, double-checking the door and our distance from it. Dammit, so close.
When I turn toward Ivy, my eyes catch on someone.
My heart thumps hard in my chest.Who is that?
Her gaze meets mine, and she blinks as though she’s trying to figure out who I am, just as I am to her.
Those eyes. Fuck, even from here, they're mesmerizing.
Have I seen her before? Do I know her?
I watch as her eyes flick to Ivy, who is draped all over me like a needy child, and her expression changes.Typical.
I smirk my bestI know I look good, and you wish you could have mesmile, and her entire demeanor changes. She flips her hair and turns her back to me.
Something inside me propels me forward, and the next thing I know, I drop Ivy's arm and walk straight up to this chick.
Why? I couldn'tfuckingtell ya.
It’s like my feet have a mind of their own, and before I know it, I’m standing behind her. Her friend's eyes go wide at the sight of me, but I ignore it.
When she turns around, I search her eyes for something, anything in return, but nothing’s there.
I don’t even know what I’m fucking lookingfor, but she’s not it.
She's cold as ice.
