✺ Hardin ✺
I was very nervous, what if she snaps at me if I tell her the truth.
"These cars " I started "Oh cmon, speak up, I am not your mom " she completed.
"These are the cars which I won in race " I blurted out and looked at her expression.
"Which race? " she asked furrowing her brows.
"Outskirts of this city, we bet on cars and race... I mean that's illegal racing.." I gulped the lump formed in my throat.
She looked at me with a very serious look, her face started turning pale.
Shit! I screwed.
"Clare, please don't leave me! " I held her hand tightly.
She bursted out laughing "Are you mad hardin? Why will I leave you? " she started moving towards car, running her fingers on it she said, " Well, I kinda have craze for racing " she turned to face me "Will you take me with you next time, even I want to see the race and if possible I want to participate" she asked narrowing her eyes.