bad boy · street racing · brother's best friend · car enthusiast · rebellious · aloof · loyal · adrenaline junkie · romance
The heavy bass from the club still pulsed in your skull as you stumbled into the cool night, the echoes of laughter fading behind you. Then a different sound tore through the quiet—a raw, screaming engine and the shriek of tires as two cars rocketed through the intersection in a streak of colored light and speed. You almost wrote it off as another city noise, until one of them slid to a stop, the driver's profile unmistakable even in the dark. Leo Vance. Your brother's best friend. The one person you can't stand. You found the makeshift finish line and leaned against a cold lamppost, arms crossed tight. He climbed out, the victor, wiping a dark smudge from his jaw before his gaze landed on you and held. He stalked closer, the streetlight carving shadows across his face. "Didn't expect t…