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called out.
    “The hell it did!” Larry yelled back. “Fuck!”
    Under caution again, which was typical for Bristol, David filled the airwaves with all sorts of profanity for which Princess assumed he’d never be fined. However, there was a lingering threat left behind when he said, “I’ll kill that bitch if she ever does that again.”
    “That’s racing, David,” she reminded him, quite accustomed to the threats thrown out in the heat of anger. “And I’m racing today. You, on the other hand, are done for the night.”

Chapter Eleven

    Colt and Brant were waiting for her at her trailer. “Are you sure this is the one?” Colt asked, studying Brant.
    “I’m not certain. I just went with what that kid at the gate told us.” He paced in front of the door and knocked for the tenth or eleventh time.
    “What’d you tell Kelly?”
    “I told her I’d be home tomorrow or the next day, and she asked me if this had anything to do with Princess. I told her yes, and she didn’t like it.”
    “So you told her goodbye.”
    “Something like that,” Brant admitted.
    “So you’re done?”
    “Just like that,” Brant said. “They’re easy when they come and difficult when they go.”
    Colt shrugged. “You think she’s all right?”
    “Who, Kelly? Psht! She’ll be in somebody else’s bed in a few weeks. She likes committed Doms, but she never has a hard time finding a replacement for one that doesn’t suit her. I swear, I don’t think that woman is a submissive. She plays the part well but overall, I think she’s the one who wants to hold the flogger and spank some tails.”
    “I meant Princess.”
    “Oh,” Brant said. “I overheard a few sports commentators mention fines for her profanity on some kind of radio, so maybe she’s in a meeting or something.”
    “Looks to me like they’d excuse her fines considering how the end of that race played out.”
    Brant snickered. “That was unbelievable, huh? She led most of the race and then some bastard puts her in the wall and she still comes across and collects a second place, sliding over the finish line on three wheels.”
    “My heart stopped,” Colt said, looking down at his boots.
    Brant frowned. “Colt, we need to have a talk, and you know what I’m going to say before I say it, but it still bears mention.”
    “I guess I’ve got it coming to me, so go ahead.”
    “If she’s not interested in you—or us for that matter—you have to let this go. You can’t push this. People back home will say we had this in mind from the very beginning.”
    “I don’t give a damn what they say. I want her. I can’t explain it, and it doesn’t make a lick of sense to me, but from the moment I saw her yesterday, I made up my mind. I plan to pursue her. That is, if she’ll have me.”
    “I will,” a small voice said, stepping out from behind the trailer.
    Colt stared at the small form making her way toward them. Brant’s jaw dropped.
    Colt didn’t know what to say, so he waited on Brant to speak, who for the first time in a long time, didn’t seem to have anything to add to the conversation now at a standstill.
    Princess shook her head. “I’m sorry. I overheard a conversation that had nothing to do with me. You must think I’m—”
    “The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life?” Colt stopped her from backing out of the door he’d opened.
    “Me?” she asked, her cheeks burning a bright shade of red.
    Brant looked at her and then cut his gaze toward Colt again.
    “Yes, you,” Brant said, smiling. “I happen to agree with smart men who have a knack for saying the right thing at the right time.”
    Colt held out his arms and she rushed him. “I’ve waited my whole life for you to come back to me!”
    “I’m right here,” Colt said, stroking her hair.
    “And I’m not going anywhere either,” Brant said, kissing the top of her head.
    She stifled an outright cry and turned to face him. “Does this mean you’re both