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and smile. At least the sex I got was good. I can tell it by the feel in my muscles. Whoever he was, he used every inch of my body, and I guarantee I loved every second of it.
    “Do you want me to wait for you?” she asks as she pulls up to the college.
    I shake my head. “Just come back and get me in an hour,” I say digging through my glove box.
    “What are you looking for?” she asks.
    “Advil.” I always keep some in my car.
    I look over to her when she sighs. “I already took it,” she admits with a small smile.
    “What?” I snap. “You took the only two I had left?”
    She holds up three fingers, and I let out a growl. She calls out sorry as I swing the door open and get out .

CHAPTER SIX
     
    TABATHA
     
     
    After Jackie had picked me up from the school, I had dropped her off at her house and then stopped off at Starbucks for the biggest coffee they had, which I now know is called a Vente. And I hate coffee. But it just sounded so good. Well, it doesn’t taste as good as it sounded. Plus my tongue is numb from where I burnt the hell out of it.
    I make my way into our house. My parents have many houses all over the world, but this is the one I grew up in. The one I still call home even though I now have a place of my own. I actually just bought my first home last year. Against my parents’ advice. I didn’t want to live on campus or with my parents. I wanted my very own place, but it’s on the other side of town. And my parents’ house just happens to be five miles from the college. After the morning I’ve had, it was an easy decision.
    I take off down the main hallway to head to the back of the house where my old room is located, when I hear my dad talking in his office. I go to walk past it and see his door is open. He looks up and spots me. Busted.
    “Hey, sweet pea. How was your test this morning?”
    “Fine,” is all I say. I’m not a hundred percent sure that I passed. Guess I’ll find out soon enough.
    He lifts his hand and motions for me to enter. “Come here. I have someone I want you to meet.”
    I shake my head. “It will have to wait. I need a shower.”
    “Nonsense,” he argues. “You look great. It will be quick.”
    I sigh but go ahead and walk into his office. I see his nose scrunch when I come up to his desk. I can’t help but smile at the thought of smelling how Jackie had described. I can’t smell much of it, I think my nose is used to it now.
    I hear the leather creak from someone shifting on the couch behind me, but I don’t turn around. I wait for my father to excuse me since he finally sees how awful I look.
    “What did you do last night?” he asks with a frown on his face.
    “I…”
    He places his hand up to interrupt me. “I probably don’t want to know.”
    I nod my head trying to hide my smile. He may end up reading it in the tabloids. See, my father is famous. He owns the biggest racing team in California. Formula One cars have always been his dream. He used to race them. That’s where he started making his fortune. Then retired and started his own team. Come to find out, he loves being on that end just as much as he did being a driver.
    “Anyways, as you know, your mother and I have been talking about branching out,” he says with a smile referring to their company.
    I nod my head. I have overheard this conversation. They want to dip their toes into other forms of racing.
    “Well, it’s official. We have started a new racing team that involves motorcycles. And you are already a fan.” He gestures to my shirt, and I look down at the words DASH and frown before tilting my head in confusion. Then I hear the leather crinkle once again behind me. “See,” my father says with a smile looking past me to whoever is sitting behind me. “I knew you would like her.” He claps his hands together as if he’s proud of himself, and I frown as the person moves behind me once again. What the hell’s wrong with them back there?
    “Motorcycles?” That’s