Off the Grid (Full Throttle, #1)

by K. Bromberg

“Now go get that thing off,” he says, referring to my dark blue race suit from my old team. “We only like red around here.”

🦅❤️‍🔥🦅🏁

“There she finally is,” I murmur above the rim of my mug. “Good morning, Camilla.”

THERE SHE IS👏👏

“Broken? I don’t . . . talk to me. Why would you say that? Everything . . .” Worked just fine. Or at least I thought it did.

the talk to me🥺😭

What you do to me? Ruin me. Wreck me. Own me.

slay

“Let’s stop playing this game, Gasket.” “What game?” “The no-strings one. I’m in love with you. Can’t you see that?

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