A Bad Boy's Gift

Chapter 26

After another grilling from Mabel on my way out of the doors at work, I get in my car. 

It purrs alive and I instantly relax. 

I pair my Bluetooth, playing from where I left off in the gym, apply my sunglasses and roll the window down to the beautiful spring day outside. 

I stop to get fuel before taking the leisurely drive through the trees and fields towards where I live.

The typical Sunday afternoon rolls around; Loud music over the Sonos, shower, hair, face, body and the tightest clothes in my wardrobe. 

I get a message from Jenna just as I'm applying my setting spray.

Will be at yours in 20mins, Beaut! We're picking up your boy now. ;)

Fucking great, I'm going to be grilled by Jenna all night now too. I text a quick reply back, so she knows I'm nearly ready. 

I get to the bottom of the stairs and fluff my hair in the mirror. Jenna opens the front door and wolf whistles. 

"Fuck me, can you get any sexier?" She stands behind me while I finish messing with my hair and applying another layer of red to my lips. She's grinding herself against my arse while the boys watch from the doorway. "I wish you were gay Riv, I'd surrender on my knees to you right now, tasting your pussy if you were." She looks over my shoulder at my amused expression. "Seriously, you make me so wet!"

"You're not the only one," I turn to see Benjamin wink at me while I lick my lips. 

My gaze meets Archer's, who looks at me with a slight smile, all of his emotion in his eyes. I smile shyly at him. 

"Benny, take a picture of us!" Jen squeals, handing her phone to Benjamin, who rolls his eyes.

"Girls, eh," he nudges Archer who gives a small chuckle. 

Jenna and I stand next to each other, Jenna giving instructions for facial expressions, smile, pout, bitch, mouth slightly open, smirk, and so on. I ask her to send me them while I lock up. 

"Who's coming with me then?" Benjamin asks. 

"I'll come with you, Babes, leave these two to themselves," she winks at me, squeezing my arse before I get into my harnesses. 

Archer climbs in next to me, making quick work of the harnesses.

"You look amazing." It's the first thing he's said since he got here. He smiles at me, reaching over to rest his hand on my thigh. I feel butterflies rumble in my belly.

"I put a lot of hours into looking like this. It's not who I am deep down, but it is nice to feel superior every now and then." I start the car, watching Benjamin drive down the drive in his very smart, black VW Golf R. "Ready?"

"As I'll ever be." He squeezes my thigh and I start rolling down the drive after Benjamin.

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After the hour's drive to the raceway, Bruno checks my ID.

"Have a good night in there, guys, I'm betting on you again this week Riv." He winks at me as I rev the engine, speeding off.

"He's charming," Archer comments, his disapproving tone noticeable.

"He's just a dirty, old misogynistic pig, Babe," I reassure him, rubbing his thigh.

I park in the pits, where everyone in attendance is checking out the cars. We're early this week, so we go to one of the onsite bars to get a drink in before I race. 

"Here you are Gorgeous, something to calm the nerves," Archer says, handing me a jager bomb.

"Jesus, Man, you trying to get her wired?" Benjamin says before I knock the drink back.