I let out a laugh, pulling the front of my helmet down, and turn my attention to the track.
The buzzer goes off, and my foot presses down on the gas, the go-kart behind me zooming past. My eyes lock on the black leather jacket, noticing Grayson is right in front of me. I speed up, tapping the back of his go-kart, making him slow down enough for me to move past him.
“What the fuck?” I hear him mutter behind me.
I let out a laugh as I race beside Gabi, glancing at her for a second before she zooms past me, and turns the corner.
Another go kart races past me, and I make out the blonde hair under the helmet as Rosie hits the side of Gabi’s go-kart. I take that as my advantage and catch up to her.
Her head twists and she lifts the front of her helmet. “Two more minutes,” she calls out.
I lift my helmet, flashing her a smile. “And I’m right beside you.”
“Not for long.” She drops her helmet back, and speeds up, zooming past me once again.
I glance back, spotting the rest of the guys way behind, except for Grayson who’s on my tail. I press down on the gas to speed up, tapping the breaks slightly when I need to turn the sharp corners.
“Ten.”
I glance up, spotting the timer counting down. Shit. Time’s running out.
I glance at the go-kart in front of me as Grayson zooms past me. I’m currently fourth on the leaderboard, but he’s not who I’m racing with. I grip the steering wheel, and focus on the track, the pedal to the metal as I try to catch up to Gabi.
“Five.”
I’m right behind her, and she glances back, noticing me.
“Four.”
I try to speed up, but Gabi spins to the right, blocking me from moving beside her.
I grin, taking that as my opportunity to spin the steering wheel to the left, driving the opposite way until I’m right beside her.
“Three.”
Her go-kart revs as she speeds up, moving slightly in front of me.
“Two.”
We’re neck and neck, only a second away from the finish line. I see Gabi glance at me, and I smile under the helmet. I love how competitive she is. I love how much she wants to win, no matter what.
“One.”
Lifting my foot off the gas, I watch as she zooms past me through the finish line, my own go-kart crossing it a second later.
The buzzer goes off as we slow our go-karts down, and come to a stop.
“I won,” Rosie says, lifting out of her go-kart, her pink dress swaying as she rips off her helmet and runs toward Grayson. “I actually won.”
He catches her like it’s nothing and grins, bringing their lips together. “I’m so fucking proud of you, angel.” He grabs her face in his hands looking at her like she’s everything.I know that feeling well.“Looks like my lessons actually paid off.”
I turn my attention to Gabi as she gets off the go-kart, and lifts the front of her helmet, eyes locked on me. “I beat you,” she says with a grin.
“You did.” I blow out a breath, ripping off my helmet before I approach her. “Congrats.”
She blinks up at me, her beautiful face in the helmet. “I actually won. I didn’t think I’d win.”
I let out a laugh, taking off the helmet from her head, and drop it to the ground. My hands smooth out her hair. “You were talking shit the whole time,” I say with a raised brow.