A couple of days have passed, I was getting good at avoiding Matheo in all cost. Thankful for his work schedule and the vast space we called home, we barely see each other around the house. He likes to wake up early while I don't and I surely keep my doors lock for any intruder. In most days I would visit Brenna and do a sleepover but usually if I stay at night in the house, I would sneak out and be at the race tracks. As I thought to steer myself away from him would keep my sanity intact and would be for the best.

"Bitch, are you with me or not?" I asked for the nth time speaking on the phone with Brenna, her second thoughts were delaying my plans.

Today was one of those days I plan to sneak out as I don't intend to stay for the night. It's past 8:30; dinner's done and mom and Chris were already asleep while Matheo as usual was not around and would always come home late, I don't even want to know where he's up to.

And that's why you're going out to forget the thought of Matheo finally getting over you. My inner being tells me.

I brush the thought off, trying to get myself focused on the plan at hand.

"I don't know ... we have a family luncheon tomorrow, remember? Mom's gonna kill me if I wake up late tomorrow." I hear her reply midway of me thinking.

"Fine, I'll go by myself." I sigh in defeat but still was okay as I needed the time to enjoy myself, I might as well go and take the opportunity.

"Okay, stay safe butthole." She responds, making me laugh at the moment.

"You too." I spoke and ended the call.

In a hurried manner, I put on some light makeup and opted for my denim jeans and a red bralette. Satisfied, I carefully went downstairs making sure I wasn't going to wake up anyone. Thankful for the floor carpets and with small steps I was almost near on the front door.

"Where do you think you're going?" Someone spoke behind me.

As I was brought to a halt, mentally smacking myself in the head while I held myself in silence.

Fuck.

"Cleo." He spoke again, calling out my name while I hold still acting like I was oblivious of his presence.

"Where are you off to?" He seriously spoke while my senses could feel he was coming towards me.

I slowly turn around to see him standing before me, waiting for my answer. "Out." I briefly spoke.

God, he looked sexy. He had on his white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and always the two buttons undone.

"Where exactly?" Hands on his pockets while I think he was trying to read me if I could lie or not.

I took a deep breath and was about to say where I truly plan to go but the though of what he had done made me fucking resistant.

"To it's none of your business." I slightly tilt my chin upward, crossing my arms across my chest.

He chuckles like it was something to laugh at, shaking his head and looks at me. "You're not going anywhere unless I'm going with you."

"Excuse me?" I raised my brows in disbelief, my anger was about to come.

"Are you deaf?" He sarcastically spoke.

"You are fucking unbelievable." I hissed while he stares and keeps quiet, obviously ignoring my tantrum.

"I'm gonna fucking go and I'll be damned if I let you stop me." I exclaimed, holding my purse tightly as I was about to.

"Are you sure? the moment your mom wakes up, do you think she'll let you? and you're nowhere taking any of the cars at the garage." He stated in an aloof manner, an amused smile on his face. Pleased that he'd caught me as he knew I was taking the cars at the garage for my service.

I stare at him in a hard manner, defiant to change his decision but by the look on his face he was putting up a hard manner too. I grunt exasperatedly and rolled my eyes as I was left with no choice, either have fun or no fun at all.

"Fine." I spat, as I turned on my heels and walked away.

A minute I waited, until his car was in sight getting in as were onto the race tracks that I've told him so. The car ride was silent, while I try not to fidget too much. If I would have known we would encounter, I should have gone downstairs earlier. Though I was thinking how he was able to interrupt me midst sneaking outside the house, I kept my mouth shut. I don't want to start conversing and give him the illusion that I'm better, I was far from that idea.

He kept driving and when we finally arrived, I spoke. "Umm ... you should stay here because after I'm done I'll be back right away."

"I'll go with you." He replied seriously, while he made sure to put the car in place and without a word started walking.

I followed suit, with my brows furrowed. He sat on the wooden picnic table while he was given two bottles with beer, giving me the other. Hands crossed across my chest, my eyes were looking at him intently, I wouldn't like the designated driver trying to get drunk.

"Really? now you're getting drunk, I'm not gonna go with that car with you if you keep on doing so." I said in a disappointed manner.

"Relax, just a couple of drinks." He stated calmly, drinking one.

Persuaded, I sat on the picnic table but making sure I was across him. 30 minutes on as we drank, I was buzzed. I was consecutively drinking a couple of beer, thinking this is what I deserved. He on the other hand had a laid back manner, carefully drinking as he was observing me rather than drinking for more.

"Fuck, I'm supposed to do a race tonight. I can't even think straight ..." Which was true, I was starting to slur my words.

"Then don't, let's get you home." He said, staring at me the whole time.

"I'm not going to." I exclaimed, shaking my head.

"I dropped my cash on it already. Once you're in, there's no going back." I add and shrug nonchalantly.

"I'll drive." He stated in a sudden, surprising me.

"Really? you sure?" I asked while I run my hands through my hair, making it hard to believe.

"Of course, are you scared you'll lost?" He asked in a mocking manner as he chuckles after.

I scoffed, laughing softly. "You better." I spoke as I stood while he followed.

The race before us was about to end and we were next. We stood beside the race tracks while I was trying to keep it together, I was starting to feel dizzy while my eyelids felt heavy. Matheo on the other hand was keeping it cool, never even speaks too much just quite the observant that he is. The deal was successful, I was off the match while he'll replace me, the opponent for tonight was a visitor, never heard or met him but I guess this one could be tough, we never knew what he was capable of.

"There it is, off you go you two." Mike signaled as the race came to an end while we still have the time to prepare before we formally start.

The adrenaline started to kick in. Matheo's Lamborghini Huracán, the name itself got my mouth watering to try this bad boy out. I even insisted to participate, just by being a companion inside the vehicle. After checking the car for safety, we strapped our seatbelts and I casually lean in the car seat as the race was about to begin.

"1, 2, 3 ... Go!"

And just like that; the car zoomed to life as the surroundings blurred as we pass by, while he drove the car like a pro, the engine met his wanted speed. The opponent was on our tail and it was starting to catch up.

"He's catching up, drive faster." I suggested as it was already on our side.

"Easy babygirl, I'll manage." Theo muttered, pressing on the accelerator harder as the car fueled driving more faster this time.

I rolled my eyes, acting like I wasn't fazed but the name gets me every fucking time. A glance at his direction; and God, he looked sexy. I was caught up to see his hands well too skilled on the steering wheel, his muscles bulged from the force and the speed that he tries to insert to keep the car on going passing by the opponent but we still had a long way to go. He changes his gears before charging the car again to full throttle progressively while I still lean on the seat, the car was as fast as an animal. The crowd grew nearly frantic as we approached the finish line. Theo presses the gas further and in no time, we went first.

He takes a deep breath and a look of satisfaction washed over his features. Turning to look at me, his eyes were intense as I found myself looking back.

"Impressed?" He asked, while I couldn't quite read his expression as he had a passive manner.

"Not so." I respond, aloof as I climbed out of the car while I heard his light chuckle inside the vehicle.

The crowd gathered around us, as we drew attention congratulating us both as I've been a local to the race tracks. I basically knew most of the people that came to see. Matheo politely responds, thanking and giving a few nods of agreement while the other few would suggestively give us hand gestures of me either giving him head or a ride inside his vehicle. I laugh awkwardly playing it cool while mentally I would love to smack them in the head.

After the cash was handed, I insisted that we should go ahead. The effects of the alcohol was starting to double itself and I felt the need to relax and get some sleep. He would nod his head while his hand would linger on my lower back as we got inside of the car again, driving back home.

"You okay?" He asked while he drove and it all too felt like déjà vu.

"Just sleepy." I mumble, keeping my reply short as possible.

As if he could sense that I wasn't in the mood to talk, he kept his mouth shut. He never asked nor started a conversation and gladly I took it to my advantage as I leaned on his car seat, staring at the vast trees that had surrounded the road way. The ride was fast and short, he was already placing the car to its respective place in the garage while I prepare myself to climb out as he do so. Like I always tell myself, avoid him at all cost but before I was about to, he had a hold on my arm to stop me.

"What?" I blatantly asked, eager to end the conversation as soon as possible.

"Could you stay for a bit." He spoke it softly and like a plea, it made me want to.

But I scoffed, looking at him hard in the eyes. "I actually have no time for your requests, so if you could please let me go. I'm sleepy." I was distant as I can, learning enough and I wasn't going to let myself trapped in another level of stupidity.

"I missed you." He stated in a sudden, his words had hit a soft spot in my heart that I closed my eyes as it took everything in me not to give up.

I kept silent, keeping myself still as he places his hands on my waist, pulling me back into his arms while my body felt weak and my mind seemed to processed what the hell was going on. Before I knew it, I was already sitting on his lap.

"I'm sorry, baby girl." He softly spoke while he pushes a strand of my hair behind my ear.

With my head down low, I did my best to pay no attention but the way his touch had began to affect me drastically made it a hard thing to do. He starts to place light kisses on my arms and on my shoulders while I can feel his eyes were on me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I dared myself to look at him and when I did, something has changed within me.

I straddled him, gladly making myself comfortable as I sat on what was about to be an erection from my doing. While he looked like he was holding back, he licked his lower lip and clenches his jaw, making me believe. I lower my head, my warm breath fanned his features while I tilt my head to the side as I started to slowly kiss his neck. My hands trailed down his body while I grind my hips making him groan from the action.

As I was on to the next plan, I grab a hold of his shirt and I stopped it all at once as I looked at his eyes in a defiant manner. Confused as he was, I'm about to tell him.

"If you think you can easily bribe your way into my pants, I'd like to see you try harder." I sarcastically smile, letting him go as I get of off him and out of the car, leaving him with a hard cock and a thought to think of.

I haven't even started.