BenjiSaturday evening rolled around quickly, and with it came the final race in The Streets. After my date with Charlie last night, and our time together in her bed all night into the early hours of the morning, I was a little more tired than I wanted to be.But it was definitely worth it. Every second. Every kiss. Every mind bending, toe curling, heart stopping orgasm. Every confession of fear from her that I eased with more kisses.She and I arrived at the race location together. It had been a four and a half hour drive to find the place out in the middle of nowhere. It was farm country—the roads were narrow and dark, and flanked on either side by orchards and dairy farms alike. The perfect place for the final race. No cops, no citizen traffic, and no pedestrians. Harley had outdone herself this time.It felt good to get out of my truck and open Charlie’s door for her, only to have her jump out of the lifted vehicle into my arms right in front of everyone. I wasn’t sure what it was
BenjiIf I won this thing I’d be walking away with two hundred and fifty thousand dollars to put into my shelter. I’d be able to afford an extension. I could add more bedrooms and therefore more beds. I could give the kids some privacy and not have up to six of them sharing one bedroom. I could keep them with others more in their age group, rather than having a sixteen year old in the same bedroom as a twelve year old. It created issues sometimes.It would also feel good to walk into the shelter on Monday morning and show Julia that everything was fine, and that she didn’t have to worry anymore.I felt bad for putting her through this. My conversation with Charlie had made me realize that it made sense for the kids to worry about me. Julia was just trying to hold onto something positive and stable in her life—something she hadn’t had a lot of. This was dangerous despite my skill.My thoughts slipped away when Harley walked out onto the track.She came and stood right in the middle of
CharlieI wrung my hands anxiously and stretched up to the tips of my toes to peer over the shoulders of the crowd in front of us. There were so many more people at this race than all the others. I suppose it made sense. It was the final race in the series and the victor would be rewarded tonight. The celebrations would be huge, I imagined, and I prayed it was Benji who crossed the line first. His heart was in this thing one hundred percent and his intentions were so kind and pure.He deserved it more than anyone else. I was sure of it.Rick stood beside me with his arms crossed over his chest. I caught him glancing at me every now and then but I couldn’t read his cool expression. After a good ten or so minutes he gently nudged me with his elbow. “Try not to stress, Charlie. He’s got this. His car is the fastest out of all of them and he’s no rookie.”“I know,” I muttered. I continued wringing my hands.“Put your hands in your pockets.”“What? Why?”“Nervous fidgeting only makes you m
CharlieWe stood around talking for another few minutes. I was grateful for their company and I put together what was happening rather quickly. They had all gathered around to help distract me from the fact that Benji was out there driving like a wild man. They joked around and teased each other, and when I got in on the fun Rick found it extremely amusing. He and I zeroed in on Mason, who found our alliance irritating.Laina loved it and joined us.When Harley joined us Mason’s scowl was nearly identical to the one Rick usually wore. But the roles were reversed. Rick was laughing at his brother’s expense and didn’t even notice that Harley had stepped up beside me. She sighed. “This part of things is so boring.”“I’m having an okay time,” I said.“Yeah. Well. You have these idiots to keep you amused.”I wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “They’re not idiots. And you’re welcome to hang around and be amused by their antics as well.”Harley leaned sideways to rest her head on my should
BenjiA raindrop landed in the middle of my windshield when I came around that final bend in the road and the finish line came into view. Another drop of water struck, and then another and another, and I slammed my foot down on the gas to charge forward as the Lancer, all beat up on the one side from where he drove into me, screamed along beside me.We were neck and neck.I wouldn’t give him any ground. No fucking way.I dropped down a gear and pressed the gas pedal all the way to the floor. The front end of the Hellcat shot upward and I gained a good couple of feet on the Lancer. I shifted up into top gear and the car roared forward. The Lancer was no match for me and there was nothing he could do to catch up—unless he had other tricks up his sleeve.But as we closed in on the finish line it became clear that he did not.He was going to lose.The crowd was moving like a giant wave as everyone on either side of the road jumped up and down and cheered. I tried to spot Charlie and the o
BenjiWhen I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees blood dripped from the tip of my nose onto the grass, creating a dark wet stain beneath me. I took a few steady breaths to try to orient myself and then lifted one leg. I wanted to get the hell away from the Lancer in case he tried to do anything else.As I got to my feet I steadied myself with one hand on the cement barrier. I used it as a guide to put one foot in front of the other to make my way down its length and around the side. By the time my boots struck the pavement I was able to lift my head and look up.The headlights of the Lancer went off and the driver took his foot off the gas. Finally. The prick.I wavered on the spot and leaned more heavily on the barrier.That’s when I heard someone yelling my name.I looked out across the road to the other side.Charlie was running toward me. She was hauling ass. Her arms pumped by her sides and I could hear her boots striking the pavement. She shot a look over at the Lancer as t
Charlie“Why the hell did you have to have this race out in the middle of fucking nowhere?” Rick roared as he slammed his door closed behind him in the Jeep and started it up.Harley, who was sitting in the passenger seat, flinched under the anger in his voice. “The last race has to be far away. I needed open road. And this is where—”“I’m so fucking done with this shit. And with cleaning blood out of my seats. For fuck’s sake, get out of my Goddamn way!” Rick slammed the heel of his hand into the middle of his steering wheel. The horn of the Jeep wailed and the people milling around on the street leapt out of the way.Mason and Laina were in the car behind us. She had wanted to ride in the Jeep with us but there wasn’t enough room. I was in the backseat with Benji who had not yet regained consciousness. Laina was freaking out and we couldn’t have her in here with us. If we needed to act fast in case something else happened, she would be in our way.Luckily Mason came to the same conc
Charlie“Rick?” I asked nervously.“Just sit tight, Charlie. We’ll get him to the hospital in time.”“It’s not just a bruise, is it?”Rick’s jaw clenched. “No. It’s not.”I knew it was internal bleeding without having to ask. The way the skin seemed to be growing more and more purple by the minute suggested there were dangerous injuries we couldn’t see. I swallowed back my fear and bit down on my tongue.The tears became harder to keep at bay.Rick and I locked eyes in his rear view mirror. A second later he said, “We need to get our story straight. The doctors will want to know what happened and lying about the accident itself could be detrimental to Benji’s surgery.”“Surgery?” I asked.“With bleeding like that he’s going under the knife, Charlie. The doctors need accurate information. We have to give them the details of what happened without mentioning the street race.”“Road rage,” Harley said simply.Rick glanced at her.She nodded and gained more confidence as she continued spea