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Something about the way he spoke, how his tone became darker and more breathy, had my pulse racing.

“That’s incredibly generous of you,” I said breathlessly. I couldn’t believe how flustered I was becoming just by being in his presence. I mean, I lived in Los Angeles. Hot guys were a dime a dozen around here. I had never been this hot and bothered by a man before.

Seeking the opportunity to speak up, Axel took the lead. “The Raven’s Boys Clubhouse loves to help wherever we can. I will talk with Jenna and Future Leaders to find out what we can do to help,” Axel stated, with a charming smile.

How was it possible that two guys could be related and look this incredibly delicious? It should be illegal.

Thankfully, the boys took that opportunity to begin hounding Ryder and Axel with a million questions ranging from if they could drive one of Ryder’s motorcycles too if Axel were in a gang.

“Wow, so you race the fast motorcycles?” I heard one of the boys ask.

“I sure do,” Ryder exclaimed. Also, I am testing out some pretty cool new protective gear for other racers to use,” he says, lifting his helmet up for them to see. “Inside of my helmet, there are new sensors that will alert my team when I become overheated. They can tell me to stop or send medics out if needed,” he states. “Remember, Travis’s company creates cutting-edge technology that will help increase the safety of drivers like me. I am sort of like his test dummy, but I make a lot of money doing it,” Ryder mused.

The boys watch Ryder show off his helmet like they are seeing priceless gold. Their eyes glimmer in wonderment at the sight of such a huge celebrity in their home. I have to fight the urge to roll my eyes. He’s arrogant and sexy, such a deadly combination.

Since everyone seemed to be occupied now, I took that moment to slip away. The last thing I needed in my life right now was a man like Ryder Raven, drawing my attention.

Moving into the kitchen, I grabbed onto the counter and looked out the window. Taking a deep breath, I took a moment to collect myself.

I wasn’t sure what was happening, but Ryder had turned me inside out.

I busied myself cleaning up the kitchens and keeping out of the way of our guests. The last thing I wanted to do was to embarrass myself anymore.

Two hours later, I heard the front door close and the roar of engines coming to life.

Moving back to the window, I sighed a breath of relief as I spotted Axel and Ryder getting on two massive Harley Davidson motorcycles and Travis and Jenna getting into one of Travis’s flashy racing cars.

Relieved they were leaving; I let a smile cross my lips. I was out of the woods--or so I thought.

Ryder turned and caught me staring at him through the window. A knowing smirk appeared over his chiseled features, and I swear I forgot how to breathe. Winking at me, he slipped a helmet over his head and then took off, leaving me dazed and confused.

Chapter 2

Ryder

Damn, this woman is tough.

Scarlett was like a small tornado. She came out of nowhere and sent me into a frenzy with her sexy body, sassy attitude, and beautiful smile. She wasn’t what I expected, but damn if she didn’t catch my eye.

When I agreed to do some charity work, I thought it would only entail a few signed autographs, pictures, and maybe a few hours of my time. However, finding out that I was going to be working with All Our Children, I found myself surprisingly excited.

Ever since I made my way into the professional world of racing, I’ve wanted to help out others. Coming from Hollow Cove and being raised by my older brothers, I never had a lot. Knowing I can help other kids gives me a new sense of purpose.

Oh shit, did I really just say that?

What I honestly didn’t expect was to be intrigued by the stunning woman working at All Our Children.

Riding down the streets of Los Angeles, I can’t get the image of Scarlett out of my mind. Those plump lips would look really hot wrapped around my cock.

Revving the engine of my bike, I enjoy the scenic drive as I make my way home. Ever since I moved to Los Angeles, I find that I love just going for a ride. I used to enjoy doing the same in Hollow Cove, but it was usually to calm down after an argument with my brothers. Here, I feel like I can breathe.

Once I get home, I spend a few hours answering emails from my agent and reviewing my upcoming racing schedule.

A ping from my phone has me pausing my work. When I pulled my phone out of my pocket, I saw a text from Blaze.

Blaze: Hey, what is your racing schedule like?

I shot him a screenshot of the schedule my agent just sent me. It’s busy, but I like to be busy.

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