Hellcat

Benji

Rick’s laughter increased to the point where he was almost cackling.

I shot him a dark look. “Kevin. I’m out of the racing scene. I have been for a year. I’m not interested in being dragged back in.”

“Come on, man. You’re the only guy I can ask—and the only guy who has a shot of winning if I put you in my car. Of course Mason would win if I asked him, but we all know he’s too infatuated with your sister to get back behind the wheel.”

“Watch it,” I said.

Rick continued snorting with laughter beside me.

“Sorry,” Kevin amended. “But you know it’s true.”

“Pointing it out is no way to get me to do you any favors.”

“Fair enough,” Kevin swallowed. His eyes danced back and forth between me and Rick who was struggling to get his laughter under control. “Will you at least think about it? As a favor to me? I need your help and you’re the only one I can ask. I’ve worked so hard for this and you know how badly I want it. And I’m so fucking close I can taste it!”

I sighed. “Even if I did win,