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"𝒀𝑶𝑼'𝑳𝑳 𝑮𝑶 𝑬𝑨𝑺𝒀 on me, right?" Christiana smirked, her eyes twinkling with a playful challenge as she walked toward Brian, who was leaning against the car he'd just won in a race.
The clock for their heist was ticking away—time was slipping through their fingers. They had access to the police station's cameras, but there was a critical ten-second gap they still needed to close. As Brian and Dom were collecting cars from races, Brian had won yet another one, and he knew this was the perfect moment to push Christiana into something she never did: race.
"It's my first time," she teased, her brown eyes gleaming.
"I'm only rough if you want me to be, baby." Brian grinned, his arms snaking around her waist.
"I can't believe you talked me into this," she said, letting out a small laugh.
"You got this, baby," Brian reassured her with a quick peck on her lips.
He tossed her the keys to the BMW, his gaze steady as he spoke. "I know you got it."
Christiana caught the keys and eyed the sleek, new car. It practically hummed with power.
"You aren't sabotaging me, are you?" she raised an eyebrow, half teasing, half serious.
"Not in this lifetime, or the next," Brian replied with a confident smirk.
"Okay," she smiled softly, then walked to the car, feeling the smooth curves of the exterior as she approached. Slipping into the driver's seat, she adjusted herself and took in the plush leather interior. Starting the engine, she grinned at the roar of the motor. Her fingers gripped the wheel, and she rolled down the window, the night air whipping into the car.
Brian's car pulled up beside hers, the rumbling engine almost vibrating the street. "Alright, baby, we're doing a quarter mile," he called out from his seat, his grin matching hers.
"You ready?" He turned to face her, locking eyes.
"Ready," Christiana echoed, the thrill building.
"Go!" They both shouted in unison, slamming their gear shifts into drive. Tires screeched against the pavement as both cars rocketed forward.
