But the moment the new driver pulls off the helmet, breath is knocked from my lungs. It’s not a man at fucking all. It’s a chick. It’s her. Long, brown curls fall to the middle of her back, and when she turns around, my dick jolts at the sight of her dark eyes and those plump, pouty lips. They were made for one thing only, and that’s sucking me off.
“What the fuck?” I can no longer explain why I’m angry. I can’t deny this initial attraction that’s lured me to her. Last night when I laid my eyes on her, I wanted her, but now that I see her in those racing overalls, I want to rip them off and pound her into submission.
The happiness in her expression falls when she looks at me. “Hi, I’m Haelee,” she greets with a shyness that has my body—head to toe—rigid with need. If I didn’t think she was fuckable yesterday, I most certainly fucking do now.
“A girl?” I bite out, lifting my gaze to Colton, who’s grinning. The asshole set me up. I want to laugh because, in actual effect, it’s funny as hell and something I would do, but right now, I’m in a foul mood.
“She’s good.” He steps up to us, holding out his hand, and I begrudgingly shake it. He knew what he was doing, and he knew the car she’s in has more force than the one I had taken that morning.
If it was done on purpose, I don’t know, but she’s lucky. That’s all it is. I turn to her. “Don’t get too confident. That was a fluke. Girls don’t race. They’re the sexy ones who walk around in skimpy outfits for us to gawk at,” I insult before turning on my heel and leaving the garage.
Colton is hot on my heels. I can feel the amusement emanating from him. “You know, it is the twenty-first century,” he remarks. “I’m thinking of signing her.” His words have me halting my retreat. “I don’t want you to be angry, but I think she’d be a good addition to the team.”
“I’m not angry. I had a call from the board at my father’s company this morning. I took my frustration out on her, which wasn’t fair. But right now, I’m just in need of an escape. I think seeing her there got to me.”
“You like her?” He arches a dark brow at me, and I can’t deny it—she’s hot. Dick-achingly hot. He smiles. “Take the day. I’ll see you tomorrow. But she’ll probably be here, just to taunt you most likely.”
I shake my head slowly. “Girls don’t race.”
“She just proved you wrong,” he challenges, causing me to shake my head, but I offer him a smile. “Listen, let me talk to her, see if she’s willing to join. She might not want to.”
“No, she should. She is good, but I’m not going to be the one to tell her that.” I turn for the door but stop and glance over my shoulder at Colton standing there. “Did you know her car would overtake mine?”
He doesn’t answer for a moment, but grins. Then he tells me, “A racer is only as good as the car, but it’s still the racer who has all the control.” Words of wisdom from a legend and I can’t fight back. Nodding, I turn and head out to my Rover.
Before I can focus on racing again, I need to sort out my father’s company. Once that’s done, I can come back and show Colton what I can do.3HaeleeI’m still shaking when Colton takes me into the offices and sits me down opposite his desk. He’s grinning, and I can’t help but wonder what the hell is so funny. The guy he got to race me was an asshole of note, and I hope I never see him again.
But my mind still replays the way his eyes shimmered with frustration. He yelled, and all I did was stand there watching. I couldn’t find the words to stand up for myself, and I inwardly chastise myself for it.
“I like your style,” Colton says before I can apologize, even though I’m not sure what I’m saying sorry for. I wasn’t the one who lost my temper. “You’re a good driver, and I think you may have potential …”
“Thank you, that means a lot coming from you, Mr. Donavan.”
“Call me Colton,” he reminds me. “I have to apologize for Kayden, he’s … having a bad day.”
“A bad day and being a chauvinistic asshole aren’t the same thing,” I retort before realizing what I’ve just said, but Colton laughs out loud.
“No, you’re right.” He leans forward, meeting my gaze head-on. “I want you to train with us. Work on your skills, hone them until I think you’re ready, and then floor the competition with your driving. Also, you’re female. That will only incite more excitement and support because there aren’t that many women who can get in a car they’ve never driven and do what you did.”