Page 124 of Alphas with Hart


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“And you go every night?” I ask him.

“Yeah. We try to, anyway. It’s an easy way to make some money.”

“Cocky,” I say with a smile. He laughs.

“I’ve earned the right to be cocky though. I always win. Same with Kade and Thorne.”

“And what if you raced each other?”

“Well, don’t tell the others, but it would still be me.”

I laugh, and he tugs me closer to his side. His dark hair falls over his forehead and I reach up, brushing it back like it’s the most natural thing in the world. His eyes soften as he stares down at me, and I clear my throat.

“What are you going to do after graduation? Go race cars professionally?”

“No, we’re planning on opening our own garage and restoration place here in California.”

We’re almost to the car now and we both slow our pace, wanting to draw out our time together.

“It’s nice that you have such close friends.”

“I know. We met a few years ago and just hit it off. We’ve been best friends ever since.”

Our time is up and I bite my lip as we pause a few feet away from Malia’s car.

“Can I take you out to dinner?” Hendrix asks once I glance up at him.

“When?”

“Tomorrow night? Or well, tonight,” he says when he checks his phone and sees that it’s after midnight.

“You won’t be racing?” I ask him.

“No, I can skip a race for something more important. It will give the others a chance to win,” he says with a grin, and I laugh.

“Alright,” I say quietly.

“Really?”

He’s so freaking cute, which isn’t something I’d normally associate with a guy who participates in less-than-legal racing and betting, but it’s true. Hendrix is so excited, and yeah, I see a hint of that golden retriever I’ve always wanted in a guy.

“Really really,” I reply with a grin.

“What’s your number?” he asks and I rattle it off.

I feel my phone buzz in my pocket and I know that he just texted me.

“Were you worried that I gave you the wrong number?” I ask, and he laughs.

“No, this way you have mine. We can discuss dinner since I know you need to leave.”

I glance over to the car to see Malia and Elodie waiting.

“I better go. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Can’t wait.”

I wave awkwardly at him before I climb into the backseat and we take off toward home.

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