Free Chasing Aubrey by Sennah Tate Page B

I’d kept everything about myself a secret, I knew that he wouldn’t want anything to do with me. How could he? What we shared was amazing and under different circumstances, it would have been a life-changing experience. I knew that it could go no further though. Leading two lives was difficult enough without complicating matters with romantic entanglements. As much as I would love to pursue things with the sexy stranger, there was just no room in my life for Tanner Marx. I already had one too many men in my life and I had no idea how to get myself out of that arrangement. I really didn’t need to heap more onto my plate.
    I navigated my way down the winding roads that led to the secluded race site. Rolling hills that led to the coastline kept the straightaway shielded from too many prying eyes. The sun was just beginning to dip below the horizon when the mass of gleaming vehicles and bustling fans and racers came into my view.

Chapter 13

    The first day or so that Skye was staying with me was great. We got to know a little about each other and we were able to make jokes and the sibling bond seemed easy and instant. I took a day to enroll her in school — no easy feat once they looked at her lengthy disciplinary record — and then all the problems started.
    Meanwhile, I was still trying to track down any trace of Aubrey. I didn’t have a last name, but I knew enough about the car that she drove and I knew enough about her racing to be able to conduct a few preliminary searches. The problem was that she was a ghost. She had no government documents, no property or assets in her name, no school records… There was only one possibility: she had to be living two lives.
    Suddenly, all of the mystery and intrigue made sense. If she was trying to hide her real identity from me, that would explain why she got so nervous when she found out about my profession.
    I wondered what a girl like Aubrey — or whoever she really was -- would need to hide her identity. Maybe her parents were even worse than she let on. Maybe the racing she was involved in was even less legal than I originally thought. I knew that all forms of street racing were frowned upon in the state of California, but there were certain circuits that stayed out of the way and drew in decent crowds from out of state that law enforcement turned a blind eye to. The increased revenue to locally owned businesses and the taxes from hotels and their ilk more than made up for the possible fines and infractions they could charge racers and organizers with and leaving it alone had the added benefit of not requiring any paperwork.
    Of course, those were just some of the circuits. Others were notoriously dangerous and frequently busted. I didn’t think that Aubrey was the type to be involved with that kind of racing though. She seemed to be in it for the love of the sport, not the rush of doing something illegal.
    I found a listing for a big race on Saturday with a racer named Aubrey Red. I thought that had to be her, so I jotted down the location and time and made a mental note to be free to check it out. I didn’t know why I needed to see her again so badly. Especially now that I knew she’d hidden her entire life from me. I thought that we had some kind of deeper connection, but now I realized that I didn’t know anything about her. Well, I knew one thing about her: I wanted her. I couldn’t deny her allure. I didn’t know why I was so desperate to have her. I thought that sleeping with her would get her out of my system, but the brief taste I’d had only made me hunger for her even more.
    My phone rang and I glanced at the caller ID before rolling my eyes. It was Skye’s school again. I’d gotten a call about her every day since she started. At the rate she was going she was going to get kicked out in no time. Maybe that’s what she was after. If she got kicked out of school I didn’t know what I would do. I couldn’t support a rebellious eighteen year old