Greyson
~Two weeks later~
It was my race in Texas.
I was so ready for this. I was so pumped up; nobody could stop me.
I just had my short brief with my team, and I was lucky enough to have the pole position. Well, I was Greyson King, and it should be obvious.
“Ready, Grey?” Owen asked.
“I was born ready.”
“You don’t look nervous.”
I smirked. “When’s the last time you saw me nervous?”
“Never, I guess. But this time, you have two handicaps in the way.”
“And what are they?”
“First, the fact Lola comes with Caelan.” Why, hello, baseball bat. Welcome to my stomach and the sick motherfucker hit me hard, making me vomit if I could. “Second, Jasper is here.” Nope, that didn’t do anything to me.
I looked to where he was and he was with his team, probably briefing. We didn’t talk sinc
