THIRTY SEVEN

NORA

I watched as Lucan revved the engine, his fingers gripping the steering wheel with determination. He gave me a quick smile, his eyes flashing with excitement.

And then, we were off, speeding down the track, the wind whipping through my hair. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, and I tried to focus on the road ahead, my eyes fixed on the finish line.

But in the corner of my eye, I could see Jordan’s car, keeping pace with Lucan’s. We were in it together, and I felt a surge of adrenaline.

I turned to Lucan, unable to hide the nervousness in my voice.

"Can we win this?" I asked, my tone hesitant. Lucan didn't look at me, his eyes focused on the road ahead. But he nodded, his jaw set with determination.

I tried to draw strength from his confidence, but my eyes were drawn to the other car on the track, the car driven by Jordan. It was pulling ahead, and I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach.

But then, Lucan did something unexpected. He shifted gears, his foot pressing dow