The Rookie vs the Ace (ON THE TRACK #4) by Nicole Dykes EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Brayden
I stand on the track, breathing the hot summer air into my lungs. Goddamn,
I love that smell. Oil and sunshine. Maybe even a little sweat.
There’s nothing better than being at the track. I love every single part of
it. The sound is even better than the smell, as racecars slide around the
curve and race by. There’s no race today. I’m here today with my agent,
Jenny, to meet with the race team owners.
Apparently, they’re thinking about adding a rookie to the team. As long
as they keep their head down and their nose clean, I don’t give a fuck. I’ve
been on this team since I was a rookie myself—ten years now.
Jesus, I’m getting old.
I scrub a hand over my face and try not to think too much about the fact
that we already have three guys on this team and wondering why they’re
bringing on someone new.
Thirty-one isn’t that old, but in the world of entertainment—which
racing is—they’re always looking for the new up and comer.
It’s fine. I can share the track. My ego isn’t nearly as large as some
people I race with. Axel Lennon for one. Talk about an ego. I’m surprised
he can fit that big head into his helmet. He’s mellowed out a little over the
years though—especially now that he’s a married man.
Married to another racer, I might add. Sebastian is all right though. Not
usually a cocky bastard like his husband, but that doesn’t mean he’s not
competitive. Not at all. We all want that win.
Doesn’t matter if it’s our first win or our hundredth. It’s all the same to
us.
I hear the rumble of a motorcycle and turn my attention to where it’s
coming from, annoyed that anyone would dare bring a motorcycle out here
to interrupt the zen the track was providing.
I don’t recognize the rude rider as he parks his bike and climbs off. All I
see are tight black jeans and black boots. The guy looks to be a pretty good
size. The white t-shirt he’s wearing doesn’t hide the bulge of his biceps,
which flex as he raises his arms to slide the black helmet off his head.
“Looks like the rookie is here,” Jenny says, not bothering to take off her
black sunglasses as we both watch the newcomer.
I watch in horror as the guy slides his helmet off and then saunters over
to us. No. No fucking way.
The rookie is the actual Rookie of the racing world. Carson Hayes.
A twenty-one-year-old pain in my ass.
He walks over, definitely loving his little reveal, a sly smile on his
stupid pretty-boy face. His brown hair should be all smashed down by his
helmet, but somehow it looks immaculate, with the longer locks on top
blowing in the breeze. “Brayden,” he says smugly and then looks over at
Jenny. “My favorite agent.”
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