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“You are such a fucking asshole.” A tear slipped down my face, and I quickly wiped it away.
“Here we go with the fucking tears,” he said with disgust.
“That’s right, you don’t cry,” I spat back. “You’re a big man, knocking up women and moving on to your next conquest. There isn’t one sensitive bone in your body.” I grabbed my sneakers and put them on.
“Where the fuck are you going?”
“I can’t stand the sight of you,” I said, reaching for the door and slamming it behind me. I heard it reopen, but I didn’t turn around, I kept on walking down the hall toward the elevator.
“Fine, leave,” he screamed down the empty hallway. “I don’t fucking care! And it was Carlton, wasn’t it? He put all this shit in your head.”
I gave him the finger before stepping into the elevator.
ChapterThree
Luna
It was nearing midnight when I knocked on Rafe’s door. He opened it to see me clad in only my pajamas and sneakers. I hadn’t even grabbed my phone in my haste. I rubbed at my burning eyes, hoping he couldn’t tell that I’d been crying, but he knew it immediately. He motioned for me to come in.
“I don’t have a room,” I said quietly. “They told me you canceled the reservation.” The one time I needed my room, and I didn’t have one. Just my damn luck.
“I didn’t want to keep paying for an empty room.”
He did have a point. I sat on the edge of his bed. “Where am I supposed to go?” I asked, holding back tears. “Do you know how hard it is to get a hotel room on a race weekend?”
Rafe frowned. “What happened?”
“Devin Flynn is the biggest son of a bitch on the face of the earth!”
Rafe handed me some tissues and sat next to me. I wasn’t expecting much in the way of comfort from my brother. He wasn’t overly affectionate, and he was rarely emotional. After my tenth birthday, when Mom pulled up stakes and returned to Italy with me, Rosa, and her husband, I only saw my brother a few months out of each year. I didn’t know him the way I wished I had, a gap that we’d never been able to bridge entirely despite the amount of time we spent together now. It felt foreign having him see me in a moment of vulnerability. When it came to Rafe, I always tried to prove I wasn’t a pushover.
“What did he do?”
“What doesn’t he do?” I said, taking a tissue and blowing my nose. “He’s not the man I want him to be.”
Rafe chuckled. “Luna, you’re never going to find the perfect man. You have an ideal in your head, but that’s all it is, an ideal.”
I was surprised to hear my brother defending Devin Flynn—well, sort of defending Devin, if I could call it that. Knowing Rafe, he’d malign him with his next breath.
“But why does he have to be a jerk all the time?”
“I don’t know. He’s not as bad as some of the drivers, thinking he’s a god. But he definitely believes he’s a better driver than he is. He’s really not accomplished much; he never has. Not even when we raced in England. He’s with a good team, he’s consistently in the points, but there’s nothing that stands out about him.”
“Except his personality.”
Rafe conceded that. “Yes, that’s very true. I suppose that’s how he got where he is now.”
I sighed and edged over to my brother, tentatively leaning my shoulder against him. “It’s just that he’s my first real boyfriend. I’ve dated before, but this is serious. And I thought I saw something in Devin, something I truly wanted. The last thing I needed was a boyfriend and all this damn attention. I was quite happy the way my life was.”
Rafe stifled a laugh.
“What’s that for?”
“You seem much happier now that he’s in your life.”
“I do?”
“I can’t believe I just admitted that.” Rafe’s dark brown eyes suddenly held a warmth I hadn’t noticed before. “Yeah, you do. And I’ve been cutting him some slack in my head because he’s been making my sister happy. So tell me, what has he done that is so terrible?”
