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“I-I think you might be right, beastie.”

I twirl my hair through my fingers, waiting anxiously for his answer.

“Tomorrow? Let’s talk about it then? Yeah?”

He seems a bit nervous, and that just makes me fall harder.

“Let’s do that. Thank you for calling, checking in on me. I appreciate that. I’ll come to the garage after my shift.”

It makes me feel secure and validated.

“I don’t want you to be angry with me. Get some rest, my racing queen, I’ll see you in a few hours.”

I giggle at that. I’d love to race him.

“Night, night, Conan.”

Chapter 31

CONAN

Song, Dangerous, Sleep Token.

Iwant it to be perfect for her. Rifling through the shelves in my garage, I find the right oil for her beast just as I hear the rumble of the Mclaren come to a stop.

As I turn, there’s a knock on the metal.

My eyes lock with hers. The wind teases her shiny caramel hair, the soft waves catching the late light like it’s trying to show her off. My gaze drops to that tight little blue sundress, clinging to her like a fucking secret.

Stop it.

I don’t do girlfriends. I fight and I fuck. That’s it. No room for softness in a world like mine. She doesn’t belong tangled up in my bullshit.

“Hi,” she whispers, wearing that sweet little grin. My chest fucking stirs as she holds onto the doorframe, crossing her legs like she’s not aware she’s been living in my head rent-free. She seems nervous. Or maybe that’s just wishful thinking.

“Hi, trouble.”

She steps inside, fingertips brushing the new shimmering paint job on her Shelby.

“She looks perfect.”

I nod. “Like her owner.”

The words slip before I can pull them back.

The tension between us tightens, electric. She’s too close. She always is.

I clench the bottle of oil tighter.

“She needs more oil?” she asks, tilting her head.

“Just a top-up. I wanted her in top shape for you. You know, for your naughty nighttime activities.” I wink.

Damn. I exploded in my hand last night, jerking off to the thought of her racing my McLaren with that wicked smirk on her lips.

Hallie grins and takes a step back, giving me space, except all I can breathe in is her sweet scent. It’s wrecking me. Tempting me.

“Don’t let me get in your way. And about the street racing…” She trails off.

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