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I nod my head, hating that it stings. I knew that already. “I’m not saying a word about you. I’d never do that.”

He pulls me closer to him, our foreheads touching as we breathe each other in and stand there silently until he fills the air between us with his words. “I want you though. Eventually, I want the world to know what you are.”

His words shock me, but I try my best not to show it. “What is that?” My voice shakes as my body trembles in anticipation of his answer and also, as it always does when he’s near me, with need.

“Mine,” he breathes so quietly, I barely hear it before his lips plaster against mine, and I let out a grunt of approval, kissing him back.

“And what does that make you?” I ask between kisses.

His hand rests over my thundering heart, and our foreheads meet again, both of us panting. “Yours.”

I grin at that, letting my fingers slide through his hair and kiss him hard. I don’t really know what this means. I didn’t see this coming.

Over the years, my heart was starting to look to me like a dumbass, falling for the bad boy of the racing world, but I never in a million years thought he was falling for me right back.

In the race between the bad boy and the pretty boy, I thought I’d eventually lose.

“You don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for.”

“I was scared to death for you that day. Not when we crashed, but before and after. And every minute since. I don’t want to watch them tear you apart, Sebastian.”

I nod knowingly at that. “I know.” And I did. I saw it in his eyes. “I can handle it though. I’m still me. I’m still going to win races, and they’re still going to watch.”

His thumb brushes over my bottom lip, swollen and puffy from his kiss. “I know. They may have made me into the bad guy, but you’re the badass, and you’re stronger than all of us.”

“This mean we have to start getting along out on the track?” I ask, still not backing away from him, despite being late for my interview.

“Hell no.” He kisses my lips hard and then steps back to give me room. “Go do your interview.”

I move closer to him, grabbing his collar and briefly kissing his mouth, breathing against his lips, “Thank you.”

“You didn’t need my help. Hold that head up high and tell the world who you are.”

And with that, all my confidence floods back into me because this is what I want to do. And I’m doing it on my terms.

11

AXEL

My heart races as I watch Leslie’s crew get Sebastian ready for his interview. Jenny and Cash are by my side as we stand on the sidelines. I couldn’t let him go into this today without seeing him first. Without telling him how brave he is.

Because he is.

Sebastian Harris is everything I’ve ever wanted to be.

“So that was quite a race the other day, Sebastian,” Leslie starts, and I watch as Sebastian’s face lights up with his shy smile. The one I know isn’t fake. It’s him. All him.

“Yeah, hmm...” He grips the back of his neck, his smile adorably crooked. “That wasn’t exactly how I planned it.”

Leslie laughs lightly at that, her eyes playful. “Yeah. I’m glad you and Axel were okay afterward. No harm done.”

“Well not to us, anyway,” Sebastian teases as he laughs and drops his hand back to his lap. “But the cars took a beating.”

“That they did,” Leslie jokes with him and tucks her hair behind her ear, growing more serious. “You’ve also recently switched agents. You want to talk about that?”

Sebastian nods his head, his shoulders straight. “I did, and it was the best decision I could have made.”

“And why’s that?”

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