I didn’t want to imagine Sean having anything to do with what happened to Logan. Sean might have had feelings for me back then, but he didn’t seem like the type to deliberately sabotage Logan. He could’ve easily been killed. That wasn’t something Sean would have any part in . . . or would he? Eyes burning with unshed tears, I peeked over at him.
His focus was on the race, but then he turned to me, furrowing his brows. “I’m starting to think I might have something to do with what’s on your mind. It doesn’t look good.”
“Do you hate Logan?” I blurted out. I had to know.
Jaw clenched, he averted his gaze. “I’m not gonna lie, I was upset when he came back. Now that I know the truth, it’s not as bad. You still love him, and I get that. But if he hurts you again, I will kick him off our team and make sure he doesn’t race ever again.”
“What do you mean by making sure he doesn’t race again? Like physically unable?”
He crossed his arms over his chest, his expression serious. “What are you getting at, Kass?”
I stared at him and couldn’t even get the words out of my mouth. “I don’t know,” I sighed.
“Yeah, you do, you’re just not saying it. Does he think I had something to do with his accident?”
I couldn’t think of what to say, so I stood there, expression frozen on my face.
Running a hand angrily through his hair, he glared at me. “I can’t believe you’d even begin to think I’d do something like that. Hurting him means hurting you. You’re the last person I’d want to hurt.” Turning on his heel, he stormed off.
I tried to grab his arm, but he pulled out of my grasp. “Sean, wait!”
For the rest of the race, he kept his distance. Luckily, Janie didn’t pick up on the tension when she came back. There was one lap to go and Logan was in second place, with Mark in first and Miller in third. He went from the back of the line to the front. It was hard for riders to do that.
“He’s almost there,” Janie exclaimed happily.
There were two sharp corners left, and it was the only place Logan could get ahead. Mark tried to block his path and succeeded on the first corner, but when the second came, Logan psyched him out and cut around him.
Gasping, I jumped up and down. “Come on, Logan!”
He swerved past Mark and hunkered down on the straightaway. The second he crossed the finish line, everyone went crazy. Janie grabbed my arms and we screamed, while our crew members banded together and hugged, their smiles brighter than I’d ever seen them. Miller pulled into the pit, and everyone congratulated him on his third place win.
My father held up his hands, quieting everyone. “I have to say, today has been an amazing victory. For all your hard work, we’ll have a celebration dinner at my house on Monday.”
“Does that mean we get the day off?” Ethan asked jokingly.
Slapping Miller on the back, my father grinned. “You’re damn right it does. You all deserve it.” The team whistled and clapped their hands in approval. I was ready for a day off too.
Janie ran off to join Sean, while I waited for Logan. Cameras flashed all around him as he came to a stop in front of them. A young male reporter interviewed him and all I could do was sit back and smile. He clearly had missed this part of his life. Yeah, he was happy about being in the FBI, but this was a passion as well.
Once the reporter was done, Logan rode over to me and grabbed me around the waist. I squealed and held onto him. “What are you doing? We’re probably on camera right now.”
He kissed me hard. “Who cares? Let the world see. I feel so damn good right now.”
I kissed him again. “Then I suggest we celebrate.”
“What time do you want to head back tomorrow?” Logan asked.
I finished applying my lipstick and stared at his reflection in the mirror, not being able to contain my smile. If I had my way, we’d be staying in the hotel room, making love all night. With him winning the race, it was good for him to make an appearance. Donnie wanted to buy us a round of drinks at the bar, and we couldn’t say no.
“Mid-morning?” I replied. “That way, we get home at a decent time. Maybe we can hit some hiking trails on the way.”
He winked. “Sounds good.”
It was about a seven-hour drive back home, but mostly everyone decided to stay the night at the hotel. My father, however, had left, as he wanted to get back to Angela, who’d been stuck at home, recovering from a nasty flu.
Logan sauntered up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, his hungered gaze focused on mine as he stared at me in the mirror. “You look sexy as hell in that dress.” He kissed my neck and bit my bare shoulder. My whole body tightened.
“Then why don’t we stay in here?” I pouted. I didn’t want to see Sean after what happened earlier.
Sliding his fingers up my dress, he fondled my clit. “We won’t be down there long. Believe me, I don’t want to waste any time.”
I bit my lip. “No, you don’t. I have a victory surprise for you.” Grabbing his hand, I guided his fingers inside me, keeping my gaze on his.
He groaned and closed his eyes. “You’re so fucking wet. Why did you have to do this to me now?”