Chapter 149

"How do I look-handsome or what?"

Osborn pulled off his helmet, sweat tracing sharp lines down his face. The sunlight caught his features, and for a moment, he looked so striking it could make anyone's heart skip a beat.

Unfortunately, Victoria had seen that face for years. She was immune by now.

"Try that on someone else, will you? I'm a married woman with a kid—I'm not falling for your charms."

Osborn's grin vanished. He stepped closer, turning on the puppy-dog eyes.

"Come on, Vic, your husband's barely ever around. We've known each other forever. When are you going to let me make things official? I'd be loyal swear it.” Before he could keep joking, Lyndon's cold voice cut through the air.

"Clark, there's something wrong with the engine. Come check it out."

Osborn instantly dropped the act and jogged over to the car.

Victoria let out a sigh of relief, rubbing her temples. Osborn cracked the same joke every time they met; she could never tell if he meant any of it or if it was all for laughs.

Either way, Victoria never took him seriously.

came back, he draped an arm over her shoulder like he always did,

to me during the race, how

his hand

ago. We've checked your car-just focus on

reason, Osborn's words unsettled her, and her good mood

I'm messing with you. Don't tell me you actually care about me. If you do, ditch your husband and

shot him an exasperated look and

watched them go, scrubbing oil from

Victoria joined Osborn and her

unwind, the drinks came out. Victoria sipped a little wine, joining

her phone buzzed-it was Xenia,

are you? Miss Gwyn isn't feeling well and your husband's not

sounded frantic.

and grabbed her bag.

"Where are you going?"

sick. I need to get

not feeling so

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