Title: Motocross Me
Author: Cheyanne Young
Published Date: June 26th 2013
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When Hana Fisher moves to the small town of Mixon, Texas to live with her dad, she dreads having to work at the boring pile of dirt he fondly calls a motocross track. But when she gets there, she finds the rinky-dink dirt bike track from her childhood has grown into the most respected racing track in the state.Now popular by association, Hana endures the pain and sweat of working in the summer heat in order to fit in with a sport she’s growing to love. She gets a real family, a best friend and not just one, but two of the fastest racers trying to win her heart.When Hana abuses her status as the track owner’s daughter to help the gorgeous Ryan Russo cheat in the biggest race of the year, she risks more than just losing her job. Every good thing in her life is at stake now- her friends, her dad’s trust, and Ash Carter- the kind-hearted racer who may not be as alluring as Ryan, but is proof that nice guys don’t always finish last.
About the Author
Cheyanne is a native Texan with a fear of cold weather and a coffee addiction that probably needs an intervention. She loves books, sarcasm, Xbox and paid holidays. She lives near the beach with her daughter, one spoiled rotten puppy and a cat who is most likely plotting to take over the world. Where to stalk Cheyanne
Ash steps toward me and for a while we say nothing. He wears riding boots and pants with a blue Yamaha shirt. His dreads are pulled back in a low ponytail and his eyes are the perfect shade of blue. Yamaha blue.
Thunder rumbles again, closer this time.
"Hey," I say.
"Hey." We are inches apart now.
Raindrops start to fall and land with a soft patter on the vinyl canopy above our heads. A sea of umbrellas opens in the line of fans eager for autographs.
"Thanks for coming." His smile grows wider and his hand reaches out for mine. I don't accept it at first. As sudden as the rain had appeared, I go from speechless to having a million things to say.
"Ash, I didn't mean to-"
He shakes his head. "No, its okay. Seriously."
It isn't okay. Before he can forgive me, I have to apologize. It was easy to feel guilty lying in my bed at night. But now, standing inches away from him and looking into his eyes – they are as pure and honest as always. The weight of my guilt threatens to crush me. He deserves a heartfelt apology. He deserves so much more than I can ever give him.
I stare at the blue and white logo printed on his shirt."I know this isn't a good time and all – since you're about to race, and you're busy – but, I'm sorry.”
He takes another step closer, grabs me around my hips and pulls me to him. And right before his lips touch mine in what will go down in history as the best first kiss ever, he whispers, "You're wrong. It's the perfect time."
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