PowerShift: Skid Row Kings Series, #2 by Winter Travers Page A

both ways with those two, Luke will listen to Violet drone on about books only because he gets to hear her talk.”
    I looked up at Mitch. “That’s sweet.”
    He shrugged his shoulders but didn’t say anything else.
    “Are these the guys you’re racing?” Each guy was leaned up against their car as people milled in between the cars oohing and ahhing over them. They were each impressive in their own right, but I still like Mitch’s midnight blue car.
    “That’s Guy, Crank, and Kurt.” Mitch pointed at each car, but I couldn’t help but notice how pissed off the guy leaning against the yellow car looked.
    “Wait, you are racing against Kurt.”
    “Yeah, and that’s the asshole right there.” Mitch nodded at Kurt. You could tell behind Kurt’s sunglasses that he was looking at us, but he didn’t nod back at Mitch.
    “Um, is there a reason why your brother looks like he’d like to murder you right now?”
    “Because I’m sure he would,” Mitch mumbled. “There’s Violet and Leelee. I’ll take you over there and then I need to get my car lined up.”
    Mitch led us over to Violet and Leelee who were sitting on the tailgate of a white truck and Luke was standing to the side talking to a group of guys.
    “I see he didn’t take no for an answer,” Leelee smirked.
    “Um, I actually said yes. Levi was so happy to see Frankie, and he had been a bear all day, so it’s probably for the best that we have a break from each other.”
    “You didn’t tell me Levi was giving you a hard time.” Mitch looked at me like I had run over his puppy.
    “Um, I didn’t think you’d want to hear me complain how Levi was a butt all day.” Mitch shook his head and turned to talk to Luke.
    I winced, not knowing what I had just done but wished I hadn’t done it. “Whoops.”
    “Eh, don’t mind him. I’ve come to find these Jensen boys have their own way of thinking. Luke hated me for a couple of weeks before he finally came around.” Violet swung her legs back and forth as she smiled at me. “Although he made me cry before he came around.”
    “It was a misunderstanding,” Luke called.
    Violet rolled her eyes and shook her head. “A massive misunderstanding.”
    “You excited to see Mitch race?” Leelee asked.
    “Um. I guess so. I can probably count on one hand the number of times I’ve watched racing on TV, so I don’t really know what to expect.”
    “Well, I’m sure it’s NASCAR you saw on TV, and this is nothing like that. NASCAR is all left turns. This is left, right, and any which way.”
    “I’m just glad Luke doesn’t do this. Watching him drag race was torture enough. I can at least breathe easy knowing he’s right by my side.” Luke leaned over, placed a kiss on the side of Violet’s head and whispered in her ear. She blushed bright red and buried her face in Luke’s neck.
    “I swear to Christ those two need to get a room and not come out for a week,” Leelee reached behind her and dragged a cooler in between her and Violet, “Want a drink? I was going to get tacos, but the damn truck hasn’t shown up yet.”
    I peeked in the cooler and saw it was filled with beer, wine coolers, and a couple bottles of water. “Um, can I have a beer?”
    “Sure thing.” Leelee reached in, pulled out a Corona and handed it to me. “I didn’t know anyone else would drink them. I would have brought some limes.”
    “You would bring limes to a street race?” Violet laughed.
    “Wouldn’t be the first time,” Leelee winked.
    I tried twisting the cap off, but it wouldn’t budge. “That’s not a twist off, Sparky .” Mitch grabbed the bottle out of my hand, pulled his keys out of his pocket and pried the cap off with a bottle opener. Could you tell how long it had been since I drank?
    “Thanks,” I whispered as he handed it back to me. I took a hesitant sip hoping that I remembered right and that I did like Corona. Thankfully it went down smoothly, and I took a long drink.
    “Thirsty?” Mitch