Born To Run by Laura Rossi

Author:Laura Rossi [Rossi, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-20T06:00:00+00:00

The red traffic light was still on.

“Go Christopher, go!” I shouted and Noah gave me a funny look.

“What? You're jealous? You are not racing and he deserves to win this one. Also, he supports me and I support him,” I managed to keep my face straight till the end and Noah gave me another funny look, before pointing to the cars on the grid.

They were all lined up and ready to go, the race was about to start, my throat felt suddenly dry, my hands prickly.

I loved that feeling, the tension, the excitement when a race was about to begin.

“Come on, you can tell me,” I murmured, turning his way, one hand to the side of my mouth so nobody could hear me.

“Tell you what?” Noah eyed me briefly and smiled a little, as I winked and pointed to the cars on the grid.

“How much you miss it, how you’d love to be down there, rather than up here with me,” I said softly.

“Up here with you is exactly where I want to be right now,” his dark, serious eyes stayed on me a second longer, like they were carefully carving each word into mine, and I swallowed hard. The way he said it, the way he was looking at me- into me- left me a little speechless, a little stunned.

I cleared my throat and looked away, back at the track.

“I don’t believe you,” I spoke my mind, just like he did. Always. It was liberating, it was the only way Noah could be and I wanted to do that for him too, for once. Tell him things the way I saw them.

That fire he was trying to hide, the eagerness to drive, he couldn’t have fooled me if he wanted to. It was there, still there, amongst the disappointment, the resentment. But it was still alive and burning.

“There is no point talking about it, there is no going back,” he told me, looking ahead too. He rubbed his hands. “I had my chance, had one hell of a ride. I’d rather see you down there now, I’d rather see you kick ass,” Noah said and I eyed him to the side, waiting for his words to settle in.

“Thank you,” I touched his arm and smiled, my heart fluttered a little, just thinking about his words again.

Me in First Category Racing. And I had his support, famous race driver Noah Laurent, the bad boy of racing. I was on a wild trip, high on his words, his trust.

“But just one more time, one more race. I’d love to watch you teach those rookies a lesson. God, I’d pay to see you down there again,” I kept smiling and watched him shake his head and chuckle.

The roars of the engines brought us back to reality.

“I want you to watch very carefully, observe everything,” Noah said to me. “This is about you, Vera. We are here for you. Watch.”

He didn’t need to tell me twice. I savoured that moment, took in every little detail and watched the race, enjoying every minute of it.

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