a

r brother, was in the driver's seat drumming his fingers on the steering wheel to the beat of the rock song playing through t

seat of his supercharged coupe. She glanced

I said as I screwed the ca

rom my view as I flipped the visor back up

f these races in months. Maybe even a y

y to have you along with us. Besides, if you weren't tagging along, I'd be sta

ned green. "I'm still not happy about you being the

irl?" Gi

art the race. I get to wave the flag t

mpy outfit," Be

eather leggings, thigh-high black boots, and a black crop top. Only a couple inches of my stomach was showing, and it wa

oked me o

Girls show up in bathing suits to these things, for crying out

make out as we drove farther to the outskirts of the city down t

come if you tried to wea

"You're not the bos

he con

ine and Benji's seats. "Let's play nice. It's going to be a fun night. And who knows? Ma

"I'm not in this one to win it, Gin. I just want to place i

. You never know. Winning i

cing tonight. So I'm fairly certain I won't b

at my brother. "

I h

who?" I

pish smile. "Why s

it near the top and trickled down. "I'm not. I'm just surprised is al

i and me. "It's been six months since she left him, right? Maybe

be,"

m the most. How's h

d in an open area filled with cars and people. My stomach rolled with excitement as Benji drove up to a spot with a banner labeled "Drivers." He put the car in park and looked at me and Ginny. "He's as good as can be expected. If I were you, I wou

e could call it a breakup. It was more of an explosive, dramatic, heart-wrenching disaster. The first time I saw him was a week and a half later when Benji broug

en much the same, except he was

. I never believed them because what I saw of him was good. He had a big heart and strong morals. He stood u