Free Blindsided - A Stepbrother Romance Novel by Kylie Walker

no matter who was offering it. “Thanks. It does suck. How long have you been racing Conrad?”
    “I started the crew about five years ago, but I’ve been driving since I was fourteen. I had my first race at sixteen and by seventeen I could build my own engine. I’ve loved cars for as long as I can remember.”
    Sam nodded, his story sounded familiar. “Me too.”
    “How long have you been racing?”
    “Three years. I could build an engine by the time I was fifteen,” she told him with a sly little smile. Conrad smiled back.
    “Impressive,” he said, raising his beer. “So have you been doing street racing or bank track?” he asked her.
    “We had a dirt bank track we used and we did some street racing too when we could get away with it.”
    “Do you win a lot?” he asked.
    Sam grinned again, “Always.”
    “I like your confidence,” he said, grinning back at her.
    She took another sip of her tea and said, “I wonder if you’ll feel that way when you’re the one I beat.”
    That time he laughed out loud. “I’m pretty sure we won’t have to worry about that.”
    “Are you afraid of getting beat by a girl?”
    “Not even a little bit,” he said.
    Sam was surprised at how much fun she was having flirting with Conrad. She wasn’t usually flirtatious. Usually she targeted the guy she wanted to have sex with and straight up invited him to fuck her. She wasn’t one to play the kinds of games that other girls her age liked to play. With Conrad it didn’t feel like playing exactly, it just seemed natural and as strange as that was, it felt good.
    Conrad spent most of the evening talking to her about the crew and the cars they each drove. He also told her about his cars and they talked about torque and horsepower and everything else. Sam knew a lot of guys in her life that knew a lot about cars. But Conrad was the first one she was also sexually attracted to. Hearing him talk about V-8’s and NOS was like an aphrodisiac and by the time she had to say goodnight her panties were already a little bit wet.
    **
    Sunday was another night at the race track. Conrad didn’t race so Sam got to hang out with him and he talked her through who the racers were and where they came from. Most of the people in his crew came from some kind of broken home and Sam got the feeling Conrad wasn’t just collecting a racing crew but wounded souls as well. She fit right in. After the last race Conrad said, “Shawn and me were going to order some pizza and just chill at the apartment for a while if you’re interested.” She was way too interested. As soon as he said, “chill” and “apartment” she pictured him naked and her on top of him.
    “Maybe another night,” she said. “I have plans with my dad early in the morning.” That wasn’t exactly a lie. Tomorrow would be Sunday and she and Luke planned on starting on the car in the morning. Sam also planned on asking Luke if he could get her a job like he did for Aaron. She wasn’t crazy about the idea of having to ask him for money all the time. Even though it would all come from the same place, she would at least feel like she was working for it. Conrad looked disappointed but then he said,
    “Okay, but how about hanging out with me tomorrow night? My Step-dad has a friend that lets me test my cars at Fontana once a month or so when nothing else is going on there. We’ll have the place to ourselves. I’ll even let you drive.”
    Sam grinned. He had her at; we’ll have the place to ourselves. “Now that offer I can’t say no to.”
    “Cool, I can pick you up.”
    “I’ll just meet you somewhere…how about the Island?”
    “Okay, sounds good, seven o’clock?”
    “I’ll be there.”
    Sam was so excited that she barely slept that night. When she finally fell asleep her dreams were filled with speed…and Conrad. Surprisingly one was as exciting as the next. She was almost breathless when she woke up on Sunday morning and for the first time in a long time,