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I snorted, taking the cue stick from Luna’s hands and racking the balls. “If you thought you could trick him into being cornered by inviting him to race, you’re an idiot. Unless you’ve got beef with him that you’re willing to deal with just by racing each other, don’t bother. Mom would burn your Mustang to the ground if you used it as a weapon.”

Luna and Landon stood back while we argued, and I could see Alex and Harley exchanging glances every so often.

We must be getting pretty loud.

Zane joined us and bumped his chest against mine to push me back a step when I got in Beckett’s face, and Landon bravely put an arm between us and told him to fuck off. This wasn’t going to end well.

Harley materialized beside us and pulled Landon back, making sure Zane couldn’t touch him.

“Enough. What is it with you kids coming to my bar to fight? Whatever the problem is, take it outside. Landon, I don’t care what the problem is, you stay out of it,” he ordered, defiance shining in Landon’s eyes.

Zane chuckled, giving Harley an amused glance as he cracked his knuckles. “I won’t hurt your kid unless he hits me first, then all bets are off. I think you should see what the little shit can do. He’ll either surprise me or learn to shut his mouth.”

“I can take him, Dad,” Landon said firmly, but his voice wavered with uncertainty. He had no hope of winning against Zane, and he fucking knew it. He’d try though if it meant protecting me and Luna.

I rolled my eyes, pointing at Beckett. “Keep your bullshit off the track tonight and you won’t have a problem. People don’t get hurt on our track, we make sure of that. Don’t let your emotions control you.”

“Stay away from him. I fucking mean it,” she threw back, but I flipped her off.

“Fuck you. I don’t tell you who you can or can’t hang out with. You have Zane fucking Evans as a best friend, so if anyone here needs new associates, it’s you.”

“You’re a cunt.” Zane snorted, but I ignored him and took Luna’s hand.

“We’re leaving. I’ll see you later, Landon,” I said over my shoulder, and was surprised when Harley shooed him in our direction.

“Go. You’ve been here all damn day. Stay out of trouble.”

That was unlikely, especially if we didn’t keep an eye out at the track later. If it went to shit, Turbo was on his own, but I’d try to prevent it if I could.

Luna

I was nervous. Stanley had called me to find out where I was, and he’d happily offered to come and hang out at the track for the evening. Usually, I didn’t mind, but now I had to face him after letting my best friend into my pants.

I leaned against Riley’s Corvette beside Landon, both of us watching Riley as she perched her butt on the side of the Ander guy’s Supra while she laughed at something Reid said. It was strange watching her hang out with other people, completely in her element.

She’d hardly glanced at me since Ander arrived, and Stanley was still on the way, so I hung back with Landon, feeling out of place.

As if sensing my thoughts, her eyes drifted towards us, and she lifted her chin to draw us over. Landon grumbled, apparently not happy with her latest social status either.

“Can you tell if she’s faking it? It’s not like her to be so talkative unless she’s trying to get laid,” he said as we walked towards her, and I couldn’t stop the snort that left me.

“She’s like this with Blake too.”

“I guess this is why we haven’t seen her much,” he grunted, shutting his mouth before we moved beside her. She dropped an arm around my shoulders, and Logan instantly ran his eyes over me.

“Hey.”

I smiled and went to reply, but Riley pointed at him and cut me off. “No.”

“She’s hot!”

“She’s taken,” Stanley’s voice sounded from behind me, and I jumped a mile. He wasn’t happy by my closeness to Riley, but he seemed to relax when I moved up to him and threaded my arms around his middle, standing on tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

“You got here fast.” I smiled, hoping no one argued now he was here.

“Of course I did.” He smiled back. “I had to make sure my girlfriend was in one piece since she snuck out in the middle of the night and didn’t let me know she was safe.”

I fought not to tense at his lie since he knew I’d left. I really didn’t like Raymond, and I was still irritated that Stanley had let me walk around the Heights alone so late at night, all because he wanted to keep drinking with his friends.