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Yet?

I let the thought of fucking Monterey marinate, wondering what she would feel like beneath me.

Will I fuck her?

I guess there’s only one way to find out.

Chapter8

Monterey

Early the next morning, I find myself wedged at a table in the ballroom between my best friend, Lilah, and Danger.

Lilah has been my friend for a few years. She was my rock when Thad cheated on me, and the press turned our break up into my fault. They made me into a monster and she stood by me through it all. She’s also had the hots for our other driver on team Grander, Mandarin.

“I can’t believe you’re dating Danger. I thought that man would never be tamed.” The way she stares at him, like she’s seen him with all his clothes off leaves me panting with worry.

“Have you and he?” I wave my finger in between them.

Lilah slaps my arm. “Oh my god, no. I wish, but no. Never. How can you even think that?”

I shrug. “Well, I’m not a fool to pretend he hasn’t gotten around. And I know your love for drivers.”

Lilah winks. “I’ve been so busy with Mandarin, I can’t even come up for air.”

I’m all smiles. “That’sstillgoing on?”

Lilah, with her long legs and even longer straight blonde hair, places a finger over her lips. “Shh, it’s only been a couple of months. Who’s counting?” she whispers back.

Mandarin’s one of the first drivers my father ever let me recruit. And he’s been a great asset to our team ever since.

And I’m so excited Lilah and him have sparked up a connection. I personally think they’re so cute together. Lilah works as a Pit reporter, traveling with the tour just like us.

I smile, placing my hand on Danger’s thigh, hoping he’s still paying attention to the keynote speaker today at this charity function. It’s a breakfast for the same charity we went to last night, run by Rayna Danforth with Carter Loves, and this is the part where the donations roll in. Last night was just fun and food, but today is the actual message of the charity. And right now, Danger is paying very careful attention to the woman on stage speaking about how they take runaways from all over the country.

He notices me staring at him and smiles. “What?” he whispers close to my ear.

I shake my head. “Nothing.”

Lilah kisses my cheek as she leaves our little table in the back, and moves to one closer up front by Mandarin.

Danger grabs my hand on his thigh and moves it up, closer to his...heat.

I blush. “What are you doing?”

He leans in. “You want to make a show of it, right? Most women I’m seen with would be stroking my drive shaft under the table right about now.”

I remove my hand, catching his joke about the drive shaft, and I slightly roll my eyes. “Well, I’m not most women. I’m your girlfriend, and about to become your fiancée.”

He grabs my hand and deposits it in his lap, and I touch his dick before retreating. “If you’re going to be engaged to me, you’ll have to act like it.”

“And being your whore is how you suggest I show it?” I’m furious. I don’t want to be one of his many nameless, faceless women.

I’m special.

He turns his whole body toward me, ignoring whoever is at the stand speaking. He drapes an arm over the back of my chair, moving toward my ear. “Would you rather I touch you?”

I face him, my whole body radiating my anger. “No, I don’t want you to touch me.”

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