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But if I had to choose between hurting her and never racing again, I’d walk away from F1 in a heartbeat.
Her eyes are alight, and her grin radiant. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to kiss her more.
Every day it hits me a little harder, sinks in a little more � I’d do anything, anywhere, at any time with her as long as it meant I got to have her near me.
‘If this is such a bad idea,� he says, his voice tight, ‘then tell me why I want to kiss you again. Why I can’t get you out of my head. Why, every time I see you anywhere near another man, I want to drag him away from you and make sure he never comes close to you again. Tell me, Willow. Tell me why I feel that way.�
Her red-painted lips curve into a smile as she beams up at Chava. I’m only a little jealous that the sparkle in her eyes isn’t for me. Okay, fuck it. I’m a lot jealous. She should be looking at me like that.
