Racing and the Ruins

t h i r t y - t w o

"There they are!" Zander yells as Ryker and I walk towards the group. His arm stays tightly around my waist keeping me pressed against him. "It has been way to long" He smiles giving me a side hug and giving Ryker a bro hug because god forbid they actually hug each even with them both being in relationships.

"Where's Jordan?" I ask noticing Zander's boyfriend not standing next to him, he sighs and looks around. "I think he went over with Kelsey to see Dylan before he races" I nod my head and pull Ryker's jacket tighter around my body. 

"When are you racing, Ryk?" Zander asks his hand slides under his jacket and my shirt onto my bare back rubbing circles onto the skin. "After Dylan, I should probably go get my car ready." We both nod, he kiss my forehead and waves to Zander before walking away. 

"Love you, Bray!" He yells, I laugh at him and wave. Zander scoffs and moves to stand beside me. 

"You have him so whipped it's almost comical" He says, I laugh and watch his retreating figure. 

"Not as much as you have Jordan whipped, Ryker doesn't wait on me hand and foot like he does for you" I point out. 

"I'm just surprised Ryker hasn't proposed yet. It's been what? 5 months since you guys became official?" 

"We're waiting until I'm out of school and have a job, getting married now doesn't make sense" And that was the truth, the day after my parents wedding we talked about what we both wanted and came to an agreement. It's been 4 months since that talk and my graduation is coming up soon. Then I would find a good job somewhere in San Francisco, hopefully near my parents and brothers. And then we can get on with our life together, as of now we go back and forth between his place and my dorm. It's to late in the year to leave my dorm and I'm paying for it so I have to use it sometimes no matter how much better it would be if Ryker and I lived together. 

"Who would've guessed that Braylon fucking Grey would be the first one in our group to be in a serious relationship and talking about marriage" He scoffs, I nod and watch Dylan's car roll up to the starting line. 

"I still surprised you're even dating, mister 'love isn't real and all that matters is getting some good dick sometimes' I think we both have come along way in this past years than we thought" I respond, he shakes his head and smiles at the ground like an idiot. 

We watch silently as their engines rev and the gun go off. Dylan keeps a steady lead and wins easily, Kelsey runs over to his car and jumps into his arm as he gets out. A smile grows on my face as I watch them, they are even cuter together in person. 

"I'm going to go wish Ryker luck" I say, Zander nods and gives me a weird smirk. Walking over to Ryker's car I see him talking with Ezra. I hug his arm and place my chin on his bicep. He smiles down at me and runs his free hand through my hair. 

"I'll leave y'all alone" Ezra says smiling at me before walking over to our group. Ryker pulls me off his arm and hugs me to his chest. 

"Hi baby" He leans down and kisses me sweetly, the smile on my face grows. 

"Just wanted to wish you luck, not that you need it" I say, he smirks and looks around the track. His face falls into a face I haven't seen in a long time, he looks pissed.

"Well if it isn't the lovely couple" A raspy voice say from behind me, I turn my head and look at the old man standing there at us. He smiles down at me and Ryker tightens his grip on my waist. The man looks oddly familiar, his eyes look so much like my dad's and he is similar in height. All of my family is tall, but just because this man has blue eyes and is tall doesn't mean anything. 

"You look so much like your father. What's your name sweetheart?" He ask stepping closer, making Ryker and I take a step back.

"Bray, go find Zander and Dylan" Ryker whispers in a panicked tone, I nod watching the man closely and I pull away from Ryker and walk over to my friends. Looking back I watch some of the other racers drag the man away and Ryker talking to someone on the phone before getting into his car.