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So he was offended.
“As a matter fact, I do. Who else would talk to the press?” I had no idea where this bravado was coming from, but I kind of liked it.
“I just finished telling you I didn’t do it.”
“If you didn’t, then who did?” I asked.
He trained his gaze on me, looking more serious than he ever had. “I’m not the only one who’d like to see Flynn fall flat on his face. You know him so well, right? You must know he isn’t the most popular guy in the paddock. And for the record, I thought the article was dead-on. Whoever did cooperate with Harrow obviously has a good idea what is going on.”
I took a deep breath to gather my thoughts. “I just don’t understand you. You seem to like me, but you don’t respect my wishes. You want to drive for my team, but you keep trying to hurt me. I’m happy with Devin, and I’ve told you that a million times, but you keep trying to break us up.”
He shook his head in frustration. “Luna, I don’t know who spilled their guts to this magazine, but it wasn’t me. I don’t know how to convince you. To be quite honest, I didn’t think the article was all that revealing. Your behavior and that of Flynn’s says a lot. Maybe Harrow put the whole thing together all by himself.”
“How’d he know about the tattoos?”
“So that’s true!”
I took in a deep breath. Although I wanted to think Blake was lying to me, I believed him, and that bugged me even more.
“We got them done in Montreal,” I said reluctantly.
“May I see it?”
“Why?”
“Because I can’t believe you had it done.”
A small smile crept up on my face. “You don’t think I’m daring enough?”
“Not even a little bit. Doesn’t seem like the Perez way. Did he get you drunk?”
“You might know my brother, but you don’t really know me. Maybe I wanted to be spontaneous.”
“Oh, you’re much different from your brother. In many wonderful ways.”
He was putting on his Texas charm, and a small part of me was falling for it, and I had to reel that part back in. It would no doubt ruin everything I had with Devin.
“Now, are you going to show it to me?”
His tone was playful, and in spite of myself, I giggled. Damn. It was already too late. The giggling had started, and if I didn’t watch myself …
“Come on,” he teased. “Is it somewhere … intimate?”
I bit my lip. Now was the time to cut and run, but those eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes. “Are you really asking to see my intimate areas?”
“Me? I’m always a gentleman.”
And beyond my better judgment, I lifted my pant leg revealing the tattoo on my ankle. I held my foot out to him. Blake gently grasped my leg and my skin tingled when I felt his light breath on my skin. He looked closely at the tattoo before carefully pulling down my crumpled pant leg to cover the tattoo. He gazed at me, his blue eyes animated.
“Are his initials DNF?”
“Maybe.”
Blake clapped his hands together and laughed. “He should write an autobiography and title itDNF—The Story of My Life. It would be a bestseller,” Blake said, laughing so hard he doubled over.
“It’s not his fault his middle name is Norman,” I said, laughing myself.
I thought about Devin and what he would think if he walked through the door. How would I be able to explain why Blake was in our room, why we seemed so friendly? He would be furious and probably go after Blake, or would he? The whole thing felt so absurd, and I found myself laughing more.
