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I’m so royally screwed, by the F1’s American Prince no less.
“This isn’t over.” His husky voice hints at a promise. “It is for now, Romeo. Let’s go, Juliet.” Sophie pulls me away, proving herself to be the best cockblocker.
“You’re into your brother’s teammate. And rival I might add.”
“We’ll have to keep you away from him.” “We?” My turn to be confused. “Liam and I. Duh. That’s what friends do.”
“I’m spying for my brother. My loyalty is always to him.” Maya taps her Bandini hat. The brim shows an embroidered seven on it.
She reminds me of an annoying third cousin because we’re not close enough to be considered siblings.
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The smell of burning rubber fills my nose, a scent I’ve come to love during my time here.
The fans eagerly cheer when they announce Noah as the winner of the Monaco Grand Prix.
Bandini had a great racing day. They prove time and time again to be one of the strongest teams with Noah and Santi at the wheel, another race closer to winning the Constructors’ Championship.
“I came to collect my post-race winnings.” He drags a calloused finger from my lips to my throat. “Uh, I’m pretty sure they already gave you the trophy,” I whisper huskily.
He doesn’t give me another second to think before his mouth is on mine, soft lips pressing against my own.
MAYANOAH FIRST KISS
Kissing him is a mind-numbing experience.
Noah looked good in his red race suit with his sweaty hair plastered to his head. He rocked the messy look.
“Hi, everyone. Maya here with the amazing Noah Slade. He agreed to do an exclusive interview for my vlog.”
“You forgot one more question.” I don’t think as the words leave my mouth.
“Will Noah Slade ask Maya Alatorre on a date?”
Hell, Noah should have a walking, talking warning sign.
Did I say he looks like trouble already? Still waiting on the warning label.
“Because I already called dibs on you.” His intense gaze makes me shudder. “You can’t call dibs on people. You sound like a B-list rom-com.” “But I fuck like an A-list porno.”
If this was a movie, now would be the moment for cheesy fireworks to go off in the background.
I absolutely made the right choice because this is a one-way ticket to heartache.
“If it were another life, I’d probably do right by you. I’d take you on dates and try harder. But that’s not who I am or how I was raised. I don’t know how to be the kind of emotional guy you desire.”
“Fear is not always a weakness. It’s what you do with the fear that shows your true strength.
Time to get my trophy.
FUCK YEAHHHH
“Doubt anyone could say no to you, not even the great Noah Slade.”
“I’ve missed you.” The three words he says feel like everything I want to hear.
“You can’t miss what you’ve never had.”
Noooo. Its reminding me of what andie says to ben in how to lose a guy in ten days
If only she knew what was coming. I’m done playing games; I’m getting my checkered flag.
I pull out the big guns for this. And by big guns, I mean Sophie because she’s the equivalent of a grenade launcher and semi-automatic rifle combined.
She grumbles about it until I text her with praying hands and a promise for chocolate-chip cookies. Girl hasn’t changed in all the years I’ve known her.
“What do you want, Slade?” Her icy glare could make a normal man cry, but instead, I grin. How formal of her to use my last name.
She looks like a Barbie version of a mob boss.
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“I may be partial, but I think I’m better clickbait than Jax or Liam.”
We are doing this. Noah and me.
People say this is one of the best parties of the entire Championship.
I’m drunk by 12 a.m. Liam and Sophie dance around together. Both look smashed, Sophie stepping all over his toes with her sneakers, but he takes it like a man, chuckling at her drunken display.
Ladies don’t understand how sexy F1 racers are.
I may not be your first fuck, but I might as well be.”
“You’re going to be the death of me. I just fucking know it.”
Noah really is a fucking champion. Someone give this man a trophy.
I need to put in a Bandini work order for this man to get a warning sign.
“Here we have Noah Slade taking Maya Alatorre onto the track. Maya, how do you feel about being driven around by one of the best race car drivers out there?” A reporter jams a foam microphone in my face.
“Nauseous?” my voice rasps.
I never did find out the recovery rate for having a heart attack at twenty-three. Regrets.
“Jesus take the wheel.” I do the sign of the cross before putting on my helmet.
“You may have called me God last night, but I’m the only one behind the wheel today.” The smug man fucking winks.
GASP
He hits me with a megawatt grin.
“I trust you! I’ll never not trust you ever again. You’re the best driver ever. You’ll always keep me safe. Are you satisfied now?”
He hits me with a devilish grin before I flash him one of my own.
“You need to stop sighing every time Steve is on the screen. This crush has gotten out of hand.”
