High-Sided (Armed & Dangerous #3)(49)

“Unfortunately, Maddie, there are a ton of them like that.”

“Logan’s not,” she countered. “Why can’t I find a guy like him?”

“You will, I promise. I’ll help you.”

She burst out laughing. “You do that. I’ll be waiting patiently.” The racers revved their engines. “Uh-oh, sounds like you gotta go. Make sure you watch me tomorrow night.”

“Will do. Love ya!”

“Love you too.” We hung up and I got to my feet, my heart racing out of control.

Janie rushed over to me, her smile as wide as could be. “It’s time,” she squealed. The countdown began and the flags dropped, signaling the start of the race. The bikes were so loud, I had to cover my ears as they took off. My nerves balled up in my stomach, and I felt like I was going to throw up. “I guess you and Sean made it here all right?”

Her cheeks blushed red. “We got in kind of late last night and crashed.”

“I bet.” I snickered. “What does your brother and his friends say about you dating him?”

She shrugged. “My brother’s fine with it, but Mark’s pissed. I guess he sees it as Sean stealing me away from him.”

“Of course, he’d see it like that. He’s a jackass.”

“That he is.” She bounced in place and crossed her legs. “Think I’ll miss anything if I go to the bathroom?”

“No, go. They still have plenty of more laps to go.”

She took off out of the tent. “I’ll be right back.”

The riders raced by and I sucked in a breath as the wind whipped past. The track was huge, so I had to watch Logan on the monitors when he wasn’t riding directly by the tent. With each lap, he gained more momentum, inching his way to the front. Jacob and Mark were ahead of him, and so was Miller. With Logan being new to riding again, he had to start off in the back of the line. I knew he could make it to the top.

Sean walked over and smiled. “You look green,” he joked.

I rolled my eyes. “Thanks.”

He draped his arm over my shoulders and squeezed.

I slid away from him and realized what I did. Logan’s theories ran through my mind and I swallowed down the bile.

“You okay?”

I cleared my throat. “Trying to be. I have a lot on my mind.”

I didn’t want to imagine Sean having anything to do with what happened to Logan. Sean might have had feelings for me back then, but he didn’t seem like the type to deliberately sabotage Logan. He could’ve easily been killed. That wasn’t something Sean would have any part in . . . or would he? Eyes burning with unshed tears, I peeked over at him.

His focus was on the race, but then he turned to me, furrowing his brows. “I’m starting to think I might have something to do with what’s on your mind. It doesn’t look good.”

“Do you hate Logan?” I blurted out. I had to know.

Jaw clenched, he averted his gaze. “I’m not gonna lie, I was upset when he came back. Now that I know the truth, it’s not as bad. You still love him, and I get that. But if he hurts you again, I will kick him off our team and make sure he doesn’t race ever again.”

“What do you mean by making sure he doesn’t race again? Like physically unable?”

He crossed his arms over his chest, his expression serious. “What are you getting at, Kass?”

I stared at him and couldn’t even get the words out of my mouth. “I don’t know,” I sighed.

“Yeah, you do, you’re just not saying it. Does he think I had something to do with his accident?”

I couldn’t think of what to say, so I stood there, expression frozen on my face.

Running a hand angrily through his hair, he glared at me. “I can’t believe you’d even begin to think I’d do something like that. Hurting him means hurting you. You’re the last person I’d want to hurt.” Turning on his heel, he stormed off.

I tried to grab his arm, but he pulled out of my grasp. “Sean, wait!”

For the rest of the race, he kept his distance. Luckily, Janie didn’t pick up on the tension when she came back. There was one lap to go and Logan was in second place, with Mark in first and Miller in third. He went from the back of the line to the front. It was hard for riders to do that.

“He’s almost there,” Janie exclaimed happily.

There were two sharp corners left, and it was the only place Logan could get ahead. Mark tried to block his path and succeeded on the first corner, but when the second came, Logan psyched him out and cut around him.

Gasping, I jumped up and down. “Come on, Logan!”

He swerved past Mark and hunkered down on the straightaway. The second he crossed the finish line, everyone went crazy. Janie grabbed my arms and we screamed, while our crew members banded together and hugged, their smiles brighter than I’d ever seen them. Miller pulled into the pit, and everyone congratulated him on his third place win.

My father held up his hands, quieting everyone. “I have to say, today has been an amazing victory. For all your hard work, we’ll have a celebration dinner at my house on Monday.”

“Does that mean we get the day off?” Ethan asked jokingly.

Slapping Miller on the back, my father grinned. “You’re damn right it does. You all deserve it.” The team whistled and clapped their hands in approval. I was ready for a day off too.