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around his neck. “I love you!” she cried happily.
    He laughed and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Wanna take it for a spin?”
    She grinned and shooed him out of the way, eagerly getting into the driver’s seat.
    “Now, please be careful,” Carter said, climbing into the passenger seat. “You can’t die just yet.”
    She rolled her eyes. “When can I start racing?”
    He laughed. “Not yet, Katie. You need to be taught how to drive safely, first.”
    She rolled her eyes. “Carter, seriously? Street racing isn’t safe, so why would I need to do that?”
    He raised his eyebrows. “Remember what happened when you were in the car with Bekah?”
    She nodded and sighed. A sharp pang went through her chest when Carter mentioned Bekah. Truthfully, she was a little bit scared of Bekah, because of her dangerous driving. But she was also jealous, because Bekah had stolen Marcus’ attention away from   her .
    “Anyway,” Carter was saying. “She would never have gotten into that situation, if she’d learned how to drive safely.”
    “I guess,” she said, stroking the steering wheel. It really was the most gorgeous car she’d ever seen. “But street racing isn’t safe, so I still don’t get it.”
    Carter sighed. “Ok, street racing isn’t safe, but that’s only because of the idiots who don’t learn how to drive properly. If people   did , then it would be so much safer.”
    She looked at Carter. “So, are you going to teach me to drive?”
    He grinned. “Maybe, but not tonight. We have a race to get to. I need to win another fifty grand.”
    She rolled her eyes. “You don’t   need   to,” she said. “You just   want   to.”
    He grinned at her. “Damn straight. Now, are you going to start the car or are we just going to sit here all day?”
    She laughed and stuck the key in the ignition, loving the roar as the motor started.
    “Is it a turbo?” she asked.
    Carter nodded. “And it’s got the capacity for nitro. But I’m not putting any in until I know that you can drive safely.”
    She pouted. “Carter! Please?”
    He shook his head and looked down, ignoring those big eyes that she always flashed at him when she wanted something.
    “Why not?”
    This was more like it. She sounded a little bit pissed, and pissed he could deal with. “Katie, you don’t even know what nitro does.”
    “It makes the car go faster,” she replied. “Duh.”
    He groaned. “True, but until you understand everything about this car, and what nitro can do, no nitro.”
    She groaned and clicked her seatbelt in. “You are so old,” she teased him.
    Carter smirked, amused. “Thanks.”
    She sighed and drove them back to his flat, going ten kilometres under the speed limit, just to please him.
    “Happy now?” she snapped at him. She just couldn’t understand why Carter wouldn’t let her use nitro.
    He rolled his eyes. “Katie, there’s no need for your dramatics.”
    She jumped out of the car and walked inside, slamming the door behind her.
    “Katie!”
     
    Carter was alone that night. He’d left Katie at home while he went out and raced; it was a welcome break.
    Not that he didn’t love Kaitlyn, but he was sick of the game playing. Lately it seemed like everything had strings attached, something he wasn’t comfortable with. He was beginning to think asking Kaitlyn to marry him was the wrong thing to do. They were only teenagers after all. He was well on his way to realising that Kaitlyn was too young to make her own decisions, and that so was he.
    “Penny for your thoughts?”
    Carter looked to his left to see his cousin settling herself on the hood of his car.
    “What are you doing here Bex?” he asked broodingly.
    She folded her arms across her chest and eyed him suspiciously. “I thought you’d be at the races still. I thought you loved the atmosphere. That’s always what you told me.”
    Carter lit up his roll-your-own , brought it to his lips and inhaled.
    “Since when did you start