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console waiting for the cord. I look at her and a pout takes over her face. I’ll be damned. It’s the cutest face I’ve ever fuckin’ seen. I’m so fucked where she’s concerned, so I surrender the cord without a fight.
    Maroon 5 takes over my speakers, and I regret giving her access immediately. As the lyrics filter through my speakers, I can’t help but agree with Adam Levine. When we’re together, she’s all the sweetness I need in my life.
    Kelsey sings along to the lyrics, the wind from the rolled down window blowing her hair all over the place as I watch her in my peripheral vision. Hand tapping on her thigh as she belts out the song. It’s nice to see her so carefree. If she only knew this song pretty much sums up how I feel when I’m with her. She’s an addiction I can’t quit. She started this hiatus between the two of us, and I’m beyond ready for it to end.
    I decide to lighten the mood and sing along with her. “Yes! Please!” I belt out in my best sexy voice, face scrunched up in passion, or I hope that’s what it looks like. It’s not as good as Adam but still. She looks over at me and begins to laugh, her smile lighting up her face as she continues to sing the lyrics. I continue to shout out my one line, each time earning more laughter from her.
    The yellow lines on the road blur one by one as we make our trek to Dallas. Once our sing-a-long is over, she switches between local radio stations. I casually glance over at her, hair still flying all over the place. She insisted on having the window down.
    “What?” she questions to my obvious stare.
    “Nothing.”
    “Parker… I’m proud of you, you know.” I try to take in her expression before I focus back on the road.
    “Oh, yeah?”
    “Yup. The cover of Ride or Run is amazing. I can’t wait to see you guys ride this weekend, to watch you ride, Parker. You have a lot of talent.” I don’t look at her. I can’t, so I continue to focus on the mile markers we pass.
    “I don’t know about great. I know I’m pretty amazing but great? Nah.” I joke trying to lighten the conversation.
    “Believe in yourself, Parker. I believe in you.” The strength of her voice causes me to chance a sideways glance in her direction again. Gray eyes shining with pride stare at me.
    “Whatever you think you see, sweetness, it's not really there. I ride well enough. That’s about it. Okay?”
    “Park-”
    “That’s it.” I cut her off. She doesn't need to see more than what’s on the surface. I’m not worth the dig. Nothing is below.
    She closes her mouth with a hurt expression on her face and turns toward the window adding in a whisper I’m not sure I was supposed to hear, “You’re way better than well enough, Parker.” I ignore her comment. I also ignore the hurt in her voice and the ache it put in my chest.

 
    Kelsey
     
    Loud music vibrates from the surround sound as people wander through the chaos. This crowd is intense. For a small competition, it’s packed. I’m being pushed forward toward the edge of the section we’re in. Girls screaming Colt and Parker’s names along with other riders I’ve never heard of before fill my ears. Colt’s run is first; he sits on the ramp staring down into Brealynn’s smiling face. The world must have aligned perfectly for those two. Every day, they prove me wrong, and I believe in love a little more, at least for them.
    “Colt Taylor takes the run at full speed nailing his double tailwhip! Whoa, that was sick! Colt is the leading man for Ride or Run, ladies and gents. This is the top dog!” the announcer cheers on. Brea’s smile takes over her face as I stare at my blonde friend jumping up and down for the love of her life. Once Colt finishes, she rushes past the barricades, the ones keeping us a few feet from the ramps. Colt finds her soon, and sheruns toward him as well. Picking her up and twirling around, they kiss. Brealynn wraps around him in joy, and I can’t help but envy her.
    My