博客來I had a lot to prove living in the shadow of a father who just happened to be a NASCAR legend. I wanted to make a name for myself and I wouldn’t let anyone get in my way. So when I saw the opportunity of a lifetime, I jumped, no matter what my dad thought about it. Being the face of the hottest new drift racing team in the business was a dream come true.
Until he showed up.
Griffin McGregor. Bad boy star driver. On the track, he’s gold. Off the track? He’s everything my daddy ever warned me about. Infuriatingly egotistical, explosive temper, argumentative know-it-all... why does he have to be so freaking hot?
It’ll be a miracle if we can get this team to the championship title without killing each other. Or worse. The last thing I’m going to do is wreck my career by jumping in bed with a cocky-as-hell driver.
Get ready to burn when fire meets gasoline
