“Yeah,” he repeated too. “What the f**k?”
“I knew you were good at poker but this… this…” I waved a hand vaguely at the car. “Did someone bet it or did you buy it from winnings?”
“I didn’t get it playing poker. I won the pinks street racing.”
I felt my mouth drop open.
Street racing?
“The guy sucked,” Ty went on. “College kid up from Denver skiing. Came to a gathering, thought his car could do all the work not his driving. Bet me, lost, I got the Snake, he got his bud to call a taxi to get a ride back to his Daddy’s condo.”
I stared.
Then I asked, “You street race?”
“Not anymore.”
“You used to?”
“Yeah.”
“Are you good at it?”
He looked down at the Viper then back at me.
“You’re good at it,” I whispered.
“He sucked. Raced him in my Skyline GTR. That I won because I’m good.”
“Where’s that?”
“You’re standin’ in it. Sold it for a down payment on this condo.”
“House,” I corrected and his lips twitched.
“Condo, babe.”
I studied him standing in the door of a kickass Viper, one hand casually laid on the top of the door, from his other hand dangled his travel mug of coffee. I didn’t even know if he could fit his big body in that kickass car but, obviously, he could.
And as I studied him I thought Lady Luck was definitely feeling generous.
“Lex, you gonna get in or what?” he asked, his deep voice edged with impatience.
I was thinking “or what”. I was thinking, my ass hit the seat in that car I might have a spontaneous orgasm. I didn’t even want to know what would happen to me when he fired it up. And I wanted to save my orgasm for when Ty got around to giving it to me.
“You can’t drink coffee in a Viper,” I informed him and his lips twitched again.
“Why not?”
“It’s against badass, muscle car law.”
He dropped his head and looked at his boots but I could swear I saw his shoulders shaking.
“And we also can’t take it to a garden center,” I continued. “The steering wheel will lock you try to pull it into the parking lot of a garden center. We have to take the Charger.”
He lifted his head and even across the expanse, I saw his eyes were dancing.
“Get in the car, Lexie.”