#Chapter 161: Rivals

Logan I was strapped tightly into the driver’s seat of my trusty racecar, the leather of the seat and the nylon of the thick safety straps hugging me tightly all around. The hum of the car engines at the starting line mingled with the sound of the crowd and the announcer, but my eyes were only on Ella. She was standing down by the rail right next to the track, leaning on the cool metal. Her hair was blowing slightly in the wind, that beautiful almost-white blonde that cascaded down over her shoulders. Her jeans hugged all of her curves in just the right way, and her blue shirt matched her skin tone perfectly. For a moment, as I gazed at her, I was back behind the garage again—her body next to mine, my arm wrapped around her shoulders, her scent enveloping me. I had wanted to kiss her, I mean really kiss her, and so did my wolf; but I stopped myself at the last moment. What were we doing? After everything, after the contract, the hookup, the push and the pull, we were now sh