Revved Up Read Online Olivia T. Turner

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
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The headlights of the second car hit me, then the third, and then finally, Dillon’s too. The spotlight is on me. I’m all shaky with nerves, but knowing that my new crush is here watching somehow makes it easier.

All eyes are on me as I get the signal from Steve and raise the flag.

It’s crushingly silent except for the idling of the four powerful engines.

This is my last chance for a look.

I glance at the windshield of the red car and gasp when I see the intense way Dillon is staring at me. His eyes are wide like he’s staring at me in shock, but really he’s just totally focused on the flag, probably not wanting to lose a second by starting late.

I watch him as I count down in my head, knowing this is the last time he’ll ever look at me like this again. He’s staring at the flag in stunned silence, but I can pretend for a few seconds that he’s looking this way at me, can’t I?

I catch myself and realize that it’s probably been more than ten seconds. I lost count.

With a flourish, I yank the flag down and squeeze my eyes shut. I have to fight back a scream as the four muscle cars come roaring past me.

That was terrifying.

But when I open my eyes, there’s still one left.

Dillon’s eyes are still focused intensely on me as his car idles.

We make eye contact and something passes between us. Something hot and unforgettable. I’ll always remember this moment. Always. When I’m an old lady waiting for Bingo to begin, I’ll think back to this moment when I was young and reckless for a night, and smile.

“What’s he doing?” I hear someone from the crowd shout. Probably someone who bet on him.

The crowd starts murmuring and getting all agitated with every long second that passes. This man never takes his eyes off me.

“Go,” I mouth to him.

It snaps him back to reality and he throws his car into gear. He flies past me so fast that I can feel the ground vibrating.

I spin and stare at the back of his red car with my heart beating from excitement, from adrenaline, from him.

He moves so fast that it’s not long before he flies down the deserted road and disappears around the abandoned factory.

And all I can think about is how much I want him to come back.

CHAPTER THREE

Dillon

Why did I leave? Why the fuck did I drive away?

I’m reeling in shock as I spin around the corner and throw it up a gear. The tires on my 1970 Ford Torino squeal like they’re in as much pain as I am. They’re sounding how I feel.

She was fucking perfect. A true angel.

Where did she even come from? I was all prepped for the race, pulse racing, hand on the stick ready to throw it into first at the drop of the flag.

The flag girls are never my taste. They’re always a little too trashy for me. Fine for other guys, but it’s not what I’m into. I like classy. Elegant. A classic beauty with a smile that melts your heart. Someone you can make a life with. Make a family with.

Her.

She just came out of nowhere, walking into the glow of my headlights with a shy smile and a tempting way about her that rocked me to my core. I could tell it wasn’t like her to be the center of attention. I saw the flag shaking in her hand. She was nervous, but doing it anyway. Beautiful and brave. I’m already in love.

When she dropped the flag, I was too stunned to move. Instead of throwing it into first and flying past these amateurs, I just sat there in shock, staring at her in awe.

It was only when she urged me to go that I caught myself and went. Now, I’m regretting it. I wish I had stayed. I wish I had opened my door and gotten her name. Got her to go out with me. Got her to marry me.

The hair raises on the back of my neck as I think about her standing there alone, surrounded by all of those boys. If anyone tries to talk to her… I grit my teeth and squeeze the vibrating steering wheel just from thinking about it. I’ll fucking kill them.

She’s mine. That girl is all mine. And I’m going to get her.

I double-clutch and fly forward. I’m gaining on Matt—a rich kid taking his daddy’s Porsche for a ride. He’s always last. Six-figure cars only get you so far. If you want to be somebody around here, you need more than speed. You have to know how to move.

I fly past him and then cut in front of his car. He nearly spins out but he recovers right before he slams into the old brick wall.


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