Taming Zach (Team Loco Book 1) by Amy Sparling

Author:Amy Sparling [Sparling, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

I know I’m going to smile. I know I’m going to forgive him for the weirdness of last Friday night and I know I’ll agree to see him again if he ever asks.

But I make him wait a few moments before I say anything.

The sun is shining overhead and bikes are rumbling past us with each lap. I try not to think about how sexy it was that Zach ran out and started that bike for the kid who fell over.

Finally, after a little while, I shrug. “I guess we can hang out.”

“After the races,” Zach says, and I don’t know if it’s a question or if he’s telling me the future. “I’ll shower and then come by your house and pick you up.”

“Where will we go that late on a Friday night?” I ask. “You know I’m not old enough to go to a bar.”

He shakes his head. “Bars aren’t fun. I’ll take you somewhere fun.”

And then, with a grin that could melt steel, Zach gets back on the four wheeler he rode up on and drives away, leaving me breathless and unable to focus on the races.

What on earth did I just agree to? Is it a date?

Are we just going to hook up again?

The thought of kissing him again sends a shiver of excitement through my toes. After promising myself I wouldn’t let that player get anywhere near me again, here I am practically salivating at the idea of making out with him.

This can’t be good.

Somehow I manage to make it through the rest of the races, and soon the sun has set and the bright stadium lights overhead light up the track. The cash class lines up at the gate, and then the final race of the night begins.

I stand off to the side of the track, my yellow flag in my hand. Zach is in the lead as he soars across the track. Unlike last week, he knows exactly where I’m standing. When he reaches the turn next to me, I see his helmet lift up a little. He lets go of the throttle and points at me, just for a second, and then he speeds off again.

I don’t know why, but it’s the hottest thing ever. I feel floaty for the rest of the race. There are girls in the bleachers and standing behind the fence watching him race, wishing he was their man. There are no doubt tons of girls waiting for the race to be over so they can go get a picture with him or ask for his autograph.

And out of all those girls, he just pointed at me.

When the checkered flag flies and Zach does a no-handed trick jump over the finish line, I can’t stop the butterflies in my stomach from freaking out. He’s going to go home and shower and then pick me up. I don’t know how long he plans on taking, but I can’t risk being sweaty from twelve hours in the sun when he shows up.

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