Tyler washed his hands under the warm running water and groaned. His cum had been really thick this time and he was surprised by how much had been on his hand.

He gritted his teeth.

His body was changing, that’s all that he can think of that can explain what was happening to him since meeting Layla. That was the only explanation, perhaps he was going through some kind of late puberty spurt thing.

Yeah that’s it…

He shook his head. It seems Layla had also made him a bit dumb too with his sudden thoughts.

He washes his hand clean of his sperm and when done, walked back to his room where he picked up his phone and rang Brett.

Only five rings in and Brett picks up. “Where you at man? left ten minutes ago and Riley said she’s riding with you today.”

Tyler breathed out an irritated breath through his nose and couldn’t resist the urge to pinch the bridge. “I’m not late Brett, just running a bit slow today. I’ll be there for the race don’t worry. And have Riley know I ride alone.”

“Tyler said he’s a sole driver he doesn’t like babes in the car while he makes other racers eat his dust,” Brett said but Tyler knew it wasn’t him he was talking to but Riley who was probably in the car with Brett.

Tyler rolled his eyes. He hated when Brett tagged along clingy girls to the races and all but throw them Tyler’s way when they got him annoyed. Tyler didn’t feel up to put up with any girl right now

Well…..

Except for Layla…

The sound of Brett laughing in his ears had him rearing back to reality.

meet you on the tracks in a few. And no I’m not bringing a hot babe along. “Tyler grumbles and

his walk

the right track to being

grumbled under his breath when for the

he didn’t feel the excitement of racing but actually wanted to stay

odd that he wouldn’t even have cared if they barely talk, he’d be satisfied just by looking at her and being

shook his head. Something was definitely off

knowing the girl

be, he was

to get outside of the house and focus on his race, perhaps then, he’d focus on something else other than

Layla’s pov

the dream she had last night. She gives very vivid details about what she

parched and my heart leaping strangely as she tells me how pretty I

looked at me,

mean, and yet, she dreamt of Tyler

My heart fluttered.

my heart

her dream. She sounded so happy, so carefree like a child should. Her

nervousness when her brother joins us. The same brother who had his head

away from him shyly. Which was an odd thing for me to do when I had

walks into the room. “What are you blabbering about Daff?”

brother right away and turns around with a huge radiant smile on her face. She runs over

my eyes followed her.

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