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I hate myself right now.
“Baby!” I hear her voice before I see her.
“Marrisa.” I attempt to match her energy, but it comes off as forced.
Her lips collide with mine and I hate every second.
I pull back as fast as I can without it seeming like I’m off.
“I missed you,” she whispers.
“When did you get here? If I had known you were here, I would have come and got you at the entrance.”
“Don’t worry, Vio accompanied me the whole way here.” Her smile is beaming in my direction, but her words catch me off guard.
I see a nervous Vio standing behind her.
She waves at me awkwardly. Of course she saw me kissing my girlfriend after I kissed her about a week ago.
After we kissed, it wasn’t awkward. We didn’t talk about it really. It’s so weird how we can refrain from talking about things right after they happen.
It’s a blessing and a curse.
“Blondie!” I exclaim, pulling her into a hug.
“Hey, Sunshine.”
“How are you?” I ask her.
“Good, just keeping your girlfriend company.” Marrisa can’t see her face, since I’m blocking Vio from view. Her face is expressing clear discomfort.
“Thank you for that.” My tone is genuine, knowing it was uncomfortable for her.
The situation we’re in would be uncomfortable for anyone.
“I know you have to get on the grid soon. How about you escort us to our seats?” Marrisa’s voice rings in from behind us.
“With pleasure.”
Marrisa takes my arm and Vio’s gaze goes straight to the contact.
This was bound to be messy from the start.
Chapter52
Xavier
Isit in the cockpit, my heart pounding with anticipation.
The sleek, low-slung body of the Formula One car surrounds me. The exterior is painted with Elektra’s famous black-and-white colors.
The engine roars to life, sending vibrations through the entire car.
I’m starting on pole position, meaning I’m in first place at the start of the race.
A position I fought Ale for with the little left inside of me. In qualifying yesterday, I realized how much this sport truly drains out of me.
Having seen Amir crash was a shock to my spine. It wasn’t a near-fatal collision, but even so, we Formula One drivers risk our lives to be in these cars almost every weekend for nine months out of the year, not including prep.
