Page 20 of Racing Dirty Trilogy Box Set

Xavier

It’s been a week since Austin’s accident. The police have no new leads and it’s frustrating. They still haven’t released his car, so Izzy still hasn’t seen it, which is fine with me.

Austin still hasn’t come out of his coma, but we visit him every day. His leg and ribs are healing, but his mind isn’t ready to wake up yet. I can see the toll it’s taking on her and I want to find a way to help her.

So here I am in my garage while she is out with Mia, spending some time with her.

We have been together every day and night since she came home, and this is the first time we’ve been separated.

No one has tried to hurt her or threaten her since that phone call, so we felt it was safe for her to go with Mia.

I don’t like the emptiness of her not being next to me, but she needs her time with her best friend.

Nolan is here with me as I inspect Izzy’s car for the hundredth time today. I will bring it to the racetrack for her to race tonight.

She thinks she’s meeting me there and watching me race, which she is, but she is also racing. I love surprising her and the look on her face when I give her a good one is worth every moment.

I signed her up last night to make her debut race. The ladies that took the registration were excited to see Izzy back and I asked them to keep it quiet. I didn’t want everyone to know she’s racing before I told her.

I pull my phone out of my jeans pocket and look at the time. It’s three-thirty and we need to get these cars loaded. Nolan helps me push her car out of the garage doors and I climb in it. The engine roars to life under my hands then quiets down to a purr. Izzy’s going to love it.

Nolan nods his head at the sound of the 454 Chevy big-block motor, a smile lighting up his face. After I pull her car into the trailer, turn it off, and climb out, Nolan is standing next to me admiring her beauty.

“Man, she is going to fly tonight. I can’t wait." His eyes light up, excitement running through his body.

“I know me either. This car means the world to her and I’m happy I kept on working on it.”

Nolan looks at me, seriousness in his brown eyes.

“Listen, bro, we’re gonna have a little bonding time right now.

” I raise my eyebrow at his statement. “I haven’t seen you this happy since you won her over the first time.

Let’s keep it under control and remember that you deserve this, you deserve her love in return.

Don’t do anything to fuck it up or I’m gonna be pissed. "

My forehead crinkles in disbelief. “Since when do you fucking care about any love shit? Last time I knew, you said love was for pussies and you will never be caught in that type of ‘fucking pussy shit’." I air quote the last three words.

Nolan lets out a laugh. “Yeah, well watching you two all week has turned me into a pussy." He fake shudders and I punch him in the arm.

“Fucker,” I say laughing.

Nolan rubs his arm while he is laughing, “Fuck. I’ve got to remember not to piss you off. Your right hook fucking hurts."

I flip him off and go to my Super Late Model UMP race car.

I bought this car a week after Izzy left.

It’s the only thing that kept me sane these last five years.

She never got to watch me race it. At least we get to race together now, she gets to cheer me on from the sidelines and I get to do the same. Tonight will be great, I just know it.

Nolan and I load the cars and we arrive at the racetrack around four-thirty. Izzy and Mia should be here around five and I get to make her dreams come true. I unload my Super Model UMP car and leave her car loaded on the enclosed trailer.

Everyone keeps asking why I have my double trailer, but I keep ignoring their questions. When the time is right and Izzy knows, everyone else will know.

Nolan is off checking up on drivers for me. He’s being very diligent in her safety and he said he would stay with her tonight while I have to do my qualifying times and my feature. I can breathe a little easier knowing he will be with her.

If I lose my concentration even for a minute, that can spell disaster for me.

Even when it’s her time to qualify, I’m not unloading her car until the last minute.

The track officials can check it over inside my trailer.

I’m not taking any chances on her safety.

I will keep it locked up tight until each race.

As I close my trailer, I spot Izzy and Mia walking up the pits.

Even after all these years, her beauty still takes my breath away.

She has on a pair of tight faded blue jeans, hugging her ass and showing off her long legs.

Her white tank top is hugging her full breasts, her blonde hair is piled up on top of her head, and she has a pair of aviator sunglasses on, covering those beautiful green eyes.

One driver says something to her and she throws her head back and laughs. The sound travels to my ears, my dick grows hard and I smile like an idiot.

The driver gives her a small hug and a pang of jealousy hits my stomach from another man touching her and my smile fades.

I stalk over to them and when I reach Izzy, I curl my arms around her midsection pulling her against me.

I kiss her neck and she shivers against my touch.

She turns her head and hits me with a smirk, she knows what I’m doing.

I glare at the driver, Richard Turnwold. He’s her dad’s age, but I put nothing past these guys here.

“Richard,” I say with a nod of my head.

“Xavier,” he replies.

She looks back to Richard, a smirk on her face. “Well Richard, it was nice to see you again,” she says pleasantly.

His eyes travel down Izzy’s body and back up. My blood is boiling at the way he is leering at her and I want to punch him in the throat.

“Good to see you too Izabella,” he replies when his eyes finally reach her face.

I all but drag Izzy towards my trailer, away from his leering gaze. Mia is walking next to us, surprising me by not saying anything. She lets out a laugh when we’re out of earshot of Turnwold.

“Xavier, you need to pull the caveman in a little. I swear if it were acceptable, you would have pissed all over me back there."

I turn her head towards me. “I still might,” I whisper against her lips. I kiss her, and she sighs into my mouth. When I pull back, I watch her chest heave.

“Hi,” Izzy says breathlessly. “That’s the way to greet me, not try to piss all over me and go caveman."

I smile at her, “I’ll remember that next time. Come on I want to show you something." I take her hand and lead the way to the back of my trailer.

I spot Nolan coming up the pits and wait for him to reach us. He gestures his head, an unspoken signal telling me everything is fine. I relax a little as I unlock my trailer and drop the back door. I hear her gasp next to me.

“You brought it?" I can hear the emotion in her voice.

I turn to her and wrap my arms around her pulling her against me tightly. She rests her head on my chest, my heart beating rapidly.

“Thank you,” she whispers.

She grabs the back of my neck and pulls my head down to meet her lips. She kisses me with such passion, that I don’t know how I can function without hauling her off somewhere.

“Izz, you’re driving me fucking nuts here,” I growl.

She laughs and untangles herself from me removing her sunglasses as she walks into the trailer. I watch her ass and will myself to calm down.

She walks over to her car, admiring the beautiful paint job. When she reaches the driver’s side, I hear her gasp. Her eyes shot to mine, tears welling in them again.

“What is it?" Mia asks.

Izzy can’t speak and motions for Mia to come over to her. Nolan shoots me a smirk.

“Great call,” Nolan says with a smile. I grin from ear to ear when I hear Mia gasp too.

“Xavier Marcus Sweeney,”Mia shouts. There is a tremble in her voice. She turns to Izzy, glaring at her. “What the hell Izzy? Don’t just stand there. Go get your man."

I stand here smiling, waiting for Izzy to launch herself at me. I remove my sunglasses and put them on my head as she turns from the driver’s side of the car and pushes past Mia. She launches herself into my waiting arms like I knew she would.

I catch her as she wraps her long legs around my waist and I hold her up, my fingers digging into her ass.

She kisses my neck, my ear, across my jawline until her lips meet mine.

She kisses me with so much love and passion, the noisy racetrack fades away and all I can think about, all I can hear, is her.

She rubs against me as she groans into my mouth. My dick is hard and straining against my zipper, wanting to break out.

Nolan clears his throat, bringing me back to reality. “Fuck bro,” he grunts in mock disgust.

I break our kiss, panting hard. Izzy rests her forehead against mine trying to catch her breath, her legs still wrapped around my waist.

“If I knew that was your reaction, I would have shown you at the garage and we could have had a replay of last night or this morning.”

She grins against my lips. “Oh, you definitely should have, then you could have relieved this ache I suddenly have.

" I laugh and set her gently on her feet.

“Thank you.” She leans against me, her back to my front.

My dick settling between her ass cheeks.

She rubs her ass against me and I close my eyes, trying to curb the lust flowing through my veins.

I kiss her neck, inhaling her vanilla scent.

Mia looks around the pits, her multi-colored hair shining in the sunlight. I hear her breath catch in her throat and turn my head to look in the direction she’s looking. Izzy turns her head too, her body suddenly tenses under my hands.

Officer Iverson approaches us in street clothes, dark blue jeans, and a tight black t-shirt. His sunglasses are covering his eyes, a smile graces his lips when he sees Izzy.