Van
Two-race suspension within 12-month timeframe.
Beck
That’s it?! Probation?
Me
I’m just as surprised.
Graham
Congrats on not getting booted out of Vanstone.
Beck
Or the family.
Tessa’s typing bubbles pop up, and my pulse skyrockets.
I walk out of the conference room and over to the balcony that overlooks the bottom floor of Vanstone, hopeful I can get a glimpse of her.
Tessa
Beck, I swear to God, if you don’t get here in the next ten minutes, I’m going to lock you in the sim room all night long.
The thought of racing without her in my ear pulls the knot in my stomach tighter.
Noah
I can be there in three.
Tessa
YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE LOOKING AT A SCREEN!
I’m calling Mom.
I chuckle at their texts and head to the elevator.
Noah
Are you kidding? You seriously called her?
Tessa
Yep. Now put your phone away.
Van
Rome, are you coming down anytime soon, or are you going to stay up in the conference room all day?
Me
Stepping into the elevator now.
I hit send, and the doors open to reveal my heart living right outside my chest.
