Throttled (Dirty Air, #1)

by Lauren Asher

must be helping him after yesterday’s disaster. “Noah, who do you consider to be your biggest threat this season?” A cocky smile breaks out across my face. Showtime. “I like to consider myself as my biggest threat. When I race, it’s me versus my instincts.

Lauren Asher calling out the obsessive fangirls here… I feel attacked

Appearances represent everything in this line of work because fans buy into this shit and love it. They even make videos about our bizarre press conferences every race, like bromance videos and rival compilations. You name it, there’s a video on it.

Lauren Asher calling out the obsessive fangirls here… I feel attacked

into the night, and dare I say, the date is turning out to be a fun time. Liam whispers

“Oh, hi, guys. I heard you were out here tonight. I think my invite got lost in the mail.”

and read the emotions swirling within his blue irises. To be honest, his whole look unsettles me. His preppy bathing suit looks shorter than regular swim trunks,

“What are the chances of dying of a heart attack at twenty-three? Seriously, you’re googling this? I didn’t know I had such an effect on you. You flatter me.”