Chapter 305
The dude was rocking a black tracksuit, looking slick as hell.
He scribbled his name: Shawn.
"Alright, y'all hang tight for the next round," the guy in charge called out.
Elizabeth was warming up, and Shawn Simmons was chilling right next to her.
Elizabeth kept sneaking peeks at Shawn. His head was down, hat covering half his face. But man, that high nose bridge and those sexy lips? Even without seeing his eyes, you knew he was a looker.
Just as Shawn lifted his head, Elizabeth ducked hers to stretch.
They totally missed each other’s gaze.
Soon enough, the race kicked off. Elizabeth had snagged a green race car.
There were four racers in total. The Amber Road track was just as gnarly as Eaglecrest Mountain. It really put your skills and experience to the test.
The racers who had just finished were grumbling nearby, "A chick's racing too?"
"Yeah, haven't seen a female racer in ages. Last one was Steve."
"Without Steve, these races are kinda dull," another dude chimed in.
Everyone cracked up. "What can you do? Steve's gone AWOL, no one can find her."
As they chatted, the race started.
Elizabeth's green car shot out like a bat outta hell.
Everyone was like, "Whoa, so aggressive?"
"Looks like she's got some attitude."
"She's leaving everyone in the dust."
While the others started off smooth, Elizabeth floored it right from the get-go.
The folks in the cars behind her were cursing, "Damn it!"
The track was long, and early on, everyone was just showing off their skills, waiting to make their move later. But Elizabeth had totally thrown off their groove.
Soon, a blue car caught up.
Elizabeth glanced over; it was Shawn, the guy who'd been stretching next to her earlier.
Shawn still showed a side profile, but you could tell he had long lashes and was super handsome.
Elizabeth hoped this Shawn would give her a run for her money! So she hit the gas.
Sure enough, Shawn didn't let her down and kept up.
The two quickly took the lead, becoming the stars of the track.
Their race was wild, with one chasing the other, drifting and showing off mad skills!
The S-curve was Elizabeth's jam.
Elizabeth loved gunning it through the S-curve; it was thrilling and tricky to handle.
But today, Elizabeth held back. To her shock, Shawn sped through the S-curve.
At this point, the other racers were floored. "Holy crap. That's Steve's signature move!"
"Who is that guy?"
"So damn handsome!"
Elizabeth frowned, thinking, 'He knows my signature move?'
Elizabeth quickly hit the gas to catch up, thinking about the person who had texted her.
Elizabeth didn't dare to speed up because the technique was too familiar, and it would blow her cover.
But since Shawn knew it too, it should be cool for her to speed up, right?
Shawn glanced back and saw Elizabeth's car lagging. He smirked. No one could beat him, except Steve!
But in the next second, Elizabeth floored it and was about to overtake him.
Shawn frowned.
Elizabeth honked, deliberately taunting him, and zoomed past.
Shawn was stunned and pondered. 'There's a sharp turn ahead. If she keeps this up, she might not make it and could tumble down the mountain!'
Elizabeth kept accelerating, gripping the steering wheel with a chill expression.
While everyone was in shock, Elizabeth pulled off a series of sick drifts through the turn.
"Holy crap, amazing!" The other racers even stood up and cheered.
Shawn in the blue car was stunned.
She was Steve!
