All Chapters of Racing Desires: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Kiara's POV:After our night out last night, I do feel a little relieved. Even if it pissed me off, Dean was still defending Nadine, I could also see on his face how he was hoping for me to forgive him. And the way we were craving each other last night again was unbelievable.Looking into his eyes now during breakfast, I feel more at ease than I did yesterday. Dean made me breakfast in bed, and I know he's trying. Nadine can pack up, as long as I have him at my side."So you're even eating unhealthy food because of me? I'm a really bad influence on you, aren't I? Watch out those perfect ripped abs will be jello soon." Teasing him has become one of my favourite hobbies."Not with the amount of workout I'm getting at the moment. I need energy to keep it up," he winks at me as a response. "At the moment, I'm doing more workout with you than in the gym."Well, he probably ain't lying about that, and thinking about how easily he hoists me up in the air is damn hot. I never thought sex coul

Kiara's POV:The last two and a half weeks have been hell of a ride. Nadine is taking every chance she can to hit on me. Dean apparently has been telling her off for doing it, although he has never put her into place in front of me. But I can see and feel how awkward he feels about the whole situation himself and is trying to ease the tension when we're alone.Today we're leaving for a holiday. I don't even know where the hell we are going, as Dean wants to surprise me. He had sent some shopping assistant to buy everything for me which he had implied and had packed all my suitcases. Of course, I wasn't even allowed to have a look at it. The only thing I do know is that it's going to be warm. But that could literally be anywhere. It might be southern France, Italy, Cyprus, Croatia, Africa, Australia, India. There are so many places on my mind, and I don't have a single clue.Reaching the airport, I'm stunned again about his private jet. Damn how did a girl like me get together with a r

Dean's POV: Waking up with Kiara in the arm never fails to make my day feel great already. As it was 6am in this time zone, we we're both totally exhausted. Looking down at my sleeping angel puts a smile on my face. We're nearly in the same position, like when we fell asleep, only our legs are tangled up a little more.Gently, I stroke the hair strands covering her pretty face away. She doesn't need all this make up stuff to make her look pretty. She simply has this natural, amazing, beautiful face. And even if she was ugly as fuck, her soul is beautiful. I'm simply a lucky bastard who gets both in one girl. One thing's for sure, I'd literally do anything for her. Even if she doesn't get to feel it enough at the moment.Knowing if she doesn't wake up now, we'll be in bed for the rest of the day, I decide to gently kiss her awake, planting kisses on her forehead, cheeks, nose, shoulders, neck and a quick peck on her lips."Hmmmm, more." Her sweet, sleepy voice demands. Her wish is my

Kiara's POV:Even if Dean and I tried to relax yesterday, I still feel far too drowsy to get up now. The jetlag still has me under control. And a summer in London can't be compared to the summer on the Bahamas. The temperature drop is getting to me. Last night, I even slept in Dean's t-shirt as it was too cold for me. While a headache is already killing me. I try to kill it with two aspirin, which I wisely already set aside last night, as it was the same last night.Even Dean has stayed in bed until now. "Back to reality," Dean groans while he flips the bed sheets down from us.At least we have a decent make out session in the shower, soothing both our senses. Dean told me yesterday that he always loved working and never minded going back to work, but this time, he's dreading it. And for the first time in my life, I feel the same about it.Work used to be my escape and something I was proud of what I achieved. But this holiday with Dean felt like I never wanted it to end. Those endles

Kiara's POV:After an extremely restless night, I quit trying to go back to sleep and get up at 9am. A quick look into Dean's room proves me right, Dean hasn't come back at all last night. My heart drops, and I daren't even think of the possibilities why he hasn't come home. I had sent him a couple of messages last night, all read, but none answered. If he had been in an accident, he couldn't have read the messages, and surely, they would have contacted his dad. And his dad definitely would have contacted me, or at least Gale would have. Trying my hardest to soothe my senses, I head for a long hot shower. He'll have some good explaining to do when he comes back.As I'm not in the mood to dress myself up and it's fairly warm outside, well, it's the middle of July, I simply grab some navy-blue jeans shorts and a yellow tanktop. Just as I'm about to make my breakfast, I hear the elevator together with some stumbling and two vioces.Seconds later, I'm relieved to see Tyler's face, who is