Chapter 51
“Man it smells good in here.” Tyler nearly moans as the aroma of breakfast being cooked wafts in his
nose as he makes his way into the kitchen.
Afterst night, Tyler was rather famished. Waking up to this was rather pleasing, to say the least.
Bryce turns around and sends him a wink. “It always does when I’m here.”
“So cocky.” Tyler joked making his way around the ind to have a better look at what Bryce was
cooking on the stove even though he had an inkling of what it was already.
When his eyes are blessed with the sight of sausages bathing in hot oil he grinned. A nice breakfast
before the raceter on, perfect.
“Hope I get at the very least len of those on my te. I need a heavy breakfast. Not sure when the races
will start, you know there’s no signs of life where the tracks are ” He told Bryce, moving away from him so
he could turn the sausages without Tyler hovering over him.
Tyler was being dramatic, like he always is but in all honesty, where they normally race was so much like
a desert than an actual racing ce
The tracks were a dirt road. And you’ll only get diri and cactuses around for a good mile until the roads
are cleared with the sight of the near town.
Bryce spares Tyler a look and Tyler looks away sheepishly already knowing what he was thinking “Races
are on Saturdays now?”
Tyler scratched the back of his head. ‘Yeah. Melton apparently changed the datesst minute. There’s a
big raceing up in three weeks or so, no set date yet. But I can’t miss any one of them if I want to
qualify for the big one.”
is dangerous and illegal. If your father hears wind of this he’ll be furious”
Tyler rolled his eyes even though he knew Bryce was telling the truth. Still, he didn’t want to hear it.
“Everything we do in our everyday lives is considered dangerous. I race, no big deal and I’m good behind
the wheel which is why I’m one of the best. Besides who’s going to tell my father?” Tyler asked with a
lifted brow.
He knew Bryce was just looking out for him and he appreciated it. But he didn’t need two dads, not when
the one he currently had was going down his throat already about his yboy ways.
Bryce gave him a look. “Now who‘s cocky?”
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Tyler grinned.
Bryce then looked at him in confusion. “So who’s going to babysit Daff? Isn’t Saturdays usually
Samantha’s off day?” Tyler nodded, fighting off a smile when La’s face emerges in his mind.” I hired
someone from school.” He scratches his chin unsure if he should’ve used the word hire when La was
going to take sex as repayment,
Bryce pretended to shiver in disgust as he moaned. “Don’t tell me it’s one of those girls whoe here
often and screech the entire house down with their voices?”
Tyler chuckled,pletely amused by Bryce’s description of the girls he usually brought over to sleep
with. Bryce wasn’t wrong though, those girls usually have a very high pitched tone that can be very
irritating and upsetting.
“No La is…..different. She’s not like the others” He said truthfully and this time he couldn’t fight the
smile on his face. Bryce notices it and raised his brows in shock. “Mate. Are you blushing?” Bryce’s tone
is filled with shock.
Tyler tries to school his features into one of passiveness but he was sure he failed when he notices
Bryce fighting to notugh at his expense.
“What? No man, it’s quite hot in here is it not?” Tyler made a show of fanning his hand over his face
because he had no shirt to pull away from his skin to y the part.
Bryce did not look convinced and worded it out. “I’ll just pretend that Tyler Wood, notorious yer isn’t
currently flustered by the mere mention of a girl. Now I really am intrigued to meet this girl.”
“I’m not flustered,” Tyler denied and tried to keep to his lie but even his body was trying to showcase the
truth on his face.
“Is she nice at least?” Bryce asked with a tiny sly smirk ying on his lips.
“Beautiful.” Tyler answered automatically and truthfully and then when he saw the ‘I got you’
Tyler tried to correct himself even though it was clearly toote. “I mean she’s a lovely girl with good
manners and is rather friendly. You’ll definitely like her.” Tyler felt his neck burn and knew he’d be even
more flustered so he looked for a way out.
“I should go get ready. “Tyler said thanking that he hadn’t finished dressed so now it served as his
excuse.
Bryce looked almostical as he holds in hisughter. “Yeah you do that. Can’t wait to meet her.” He
teased and couldn’t help himself and let out a few chuckles.
Tyler decided it would be useless to even argue with him and turned around to leave. He walked out of
the kitchen and up the stairway where he met his father halfway.
His eyes fall on the briefcase. Being the Mayor of the town had his father absent most of the time, now
more so as elections were around the corner. In those times his father was a bit more strict with him than
his usual.
“Say hello to Brett for me. His dad passed at the office yesterday and said you two were going to be
training on Saturdays now?” His father lifted a brow and looked at him expectedly.
He thought they were training for football and nothing else. Which was good. Wouldn’t want him to know
about the illegal races he participates in Tyler nadded, ying it cool. “Yes. We think it will be better to
train on Saturdays.” Tyler died.
He hoped he wouldn’t go to hell for lying, would he?
Tyler’s father nods, buying it. “Then I suppose the girl named La will be watching Daff on Saturdays
now?”
Tyler looked at his father confused about how he knew La when he hadn’t introduced them as yet.
“Daff told me all about her. Kind of filled my head honestly. She also mentioned that she was a pretty girl
and you look at her just like how Barbie looks at cake.”
Tyler felt his throat go dry and cleared his throat. “And how does Barbie look at cake?”
His father’s eyes shed in mischief and Tyler nearly groaned when he realized he had no doubt trapped
himself.
“In hunger.”
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