Believe in Us (Jett #2) (16 page)

“I think this is exactly what you think it is.” I know I’m smiling like a lunatic, but I can’t help it. This is huge. This is more than Jett and his family have been wanting for as long as I’ve known him.

Jett pulls out the other barstool and we sit and pour over the papers together. Team Loco Racing, a national professional racing team, just sent Jett a letter from the owner himself. It sings Jett’s praises for a few paragraphs, talking about how skilled Jett was at this past weekend’s races. Then—and this is the cool part—it offers him an internship with Team Loco.

The owner explains that only two racers a year are offered this position, and as an intern he would get to continue racing all of the amateur races throughout next year, but he’d be doing it under the Team Loco name. That means free publicity, free bikes, free gear—big time sponsorship on the amateur circuit. And the best part?

The letter says that after a year of being their intern, he’d be offered a full time sponsorship for professional racing.

Although I haven’t spent my entire life involved in this sport, I realize how big of a deal this is. Not to mention, even
I’ve
heard of Team Loco—from way before I met Jett. They have TV commercials and branded T-shirts sold at the mall. Team Loco is practically a family name.

“This is so awesome,” I say. My cheeks hurt from how much I’m smiling.

Jett’s expression keeps going from ecstatic to freaking out to looking like he might cry, but in a good way. “Oh my god, oh my god,” he says, gripping the paper in his hands. “I guess all this time I still kind of felt that I might never make it anywhere.” He runs a finger across his eyebrow. “Like . . . I guess I’ve always feared I’d fail and never make it pro. This looks like I might not fail after all.”

“You should give yourself more credit.” I lean over and kiss him. I’m aiming for his cheek, but he turns and catches me on the lips. The sensation sends a shiver down my spine. “Ugh, why are we at work?” I ask.

His eyes narrow seductively and I know without a doubt that he’s thinking the same dirty thoughts I am.

“We should just close up shop and go make out,” he says, his voice low and throaty.

“Our parents are my bosses, so yeah, that’s not happening.” I touch him on the nose to lighten the mood. After all, all I want to do is climb into his lap and rip his clothes off. I
need
to cool down.

“You know . . . if I take this, I’d probably
have
to quit school next year.”

“I’d already be out of school so it wouldn’t affect me,” I say with a shrug. “And where you go, I go.”

His eyes light up. “You mean that?”

I make this
duh
look. “Of course.”

“What about college? And the business classes you were looking at?”

“What about them?” I say with a shrug. “I’d have to take two years of core classes first and most colleges offer that online. It’ll be easy.”

Though I’m not entirely sure what I want to do with my life, I’ve decided to follow in Bayleigh’s footsteps after I spent a few nights talking to her about the future. I think a business degree would be good for me. I can learn how all of the more technical parts of running a business works and maybe one day I can help take over The Track with Jett, or I could start my own thing.

Jett’s hand reaches up and touches my cheek. His dark blue eyes gaze into mine. “You are the best girlfriend ever.”

“And you’re the best boyfriend ever, so I guess that works out.”

Jett grins, his calloused fingers sliding over my skin. “We’re also mega dorks.”

“Yep,” I say. “What’s your point?”

*

Later, after both sets of our parents have officially freaked out and congratulated Jett on his internship offer, we find a way to sneak out of the dining room. Jace and Bayleigh and my parents are slowly getting drunk on red wine, laughing and talking about the future. Jett’s future, my future, and the new baby’s future. Basically every future ever.

I pull Jett’s shirt and drag him down the hallway to my bedroom, where I close and lock the door behind us.

His lips are on mine without me needing to say a word. Soon we’re wrapped up in each other’s arms, our legs intertwined, our bodies pressing as close as we can get. My sheets are as rumpled as Jett’s hair. My heart thunders in my chest, rushing blood to all the sensitive places he touches.

“I love the hell out of you,” I say, covering his mouth with mine.

His strong arms grab me and flip me over, and then he’s on top of me, his eyes feral and full of lust. He licks his lips and I ache to have his tongue on me. I slide his shirt up and over his head, then toss it to the floor. His chest is warm and hard against mine, his kisses passionate and eager.

“You better,” he growls. I’ve almost forgotten that I just told him I love him, so it takes me a second to figure out what he’s saying.

“Oh yeah?” I say, teasing him by running my finger down his chest. “Why is that?”

His grin is so sexy it makes my entire body warm. “Because I’m not going anywhere.”

***

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Book 3 in Jett’s Series

BELIEVE IN FOREVER

Release Date: May 15
th
, 2016

Amy Sparling is the author of The Summer Unplugged Series, The Devin and Tobey Series, Deadbeat & other awesome books for younger teens. She also writes books for older teens under the pen name Cheyanne Young. She lives in Houston, Texas with her family and a super spoiled rotten puppy.

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