The Race for Love

The Race for Love

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"30 seconds" said the race official, and I got nervous. Ready to get holeshot I was on my bike and lined up at the start. "10 seconds" said the race official. The next thing I knew he waved the flag and I was off, but the curve at the start was kinda tricky because every body was there and there was a pile up in front of me." Dang, Im good "I said as I went around it and kept going, I'm in first and there's someone behind me and I slow down because there is someone who is about to go on the track, and then they go on to the track and I swerved to dodge him, and then I hit the guy that passed me. My lights went out. Read to find out what happens next.
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The second I saw her my skin heated and heart skipped a beat. I knew I had to know who she was. I knew I just needed to be near her. After my horrible marriage I knew getting involved with anyone was the worst thing I could possibly do. The problem was the girl of my dreams was standing right in-front of me partially guarded. She knew my family and knew about my past which should scare me away, but it doesn't it only draws me closer to her. My brother is getting married, I'm the best man, she's the maid of honor. If I screw this up even a little bit everyone is going to have my ass. The second I saw him my mouth went dry. His sculpted arms in that t-shirt covered in ink, my body was telling me to run the other way, to not get involved with this gorgeous dangerous man with a military past. Those gorgeous blue eyes however pulled me in and saw right through every part of me. He's my best friends soon to be brother-in-law, and I have legal custody of a child that isn't mine. Nobody wants to be with a single mom these days, what makes him any different?

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