I watch him. Admire him. Want to be like him. The problem is, he’s my father’s biggest competition on the racetrack. I want him to mentor me, to teach me not just to ride, but to race. The other problem? I’m a girl. There’s never been a female racer on the circuit before. But I’m about to change that. I’m about to prove, not just to him and my father but the entire world, that I’m just as fast and badass as them. My final problem? I’m beginning to fall for him. In fact, I hate nothing about him. And that scares the shit out of me.