Chameleon Soul (Chequered Flag #1)
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    Teo’s eyes darkened, his jaw locking. When he spoke, a cold irritation laced his words. “Stand up.”
    “Why?” I leaned back against the seat, not allowing him to pass as he slid closer to me. Everything about the situation should have triggered an attack, but I felt unusually in control. Even my hands were steady when I raised them to fold my arms stubbornly.
    “Because I need to talk to you and I don’t want to do it here.”
    “Why not? Are you ashamed of the amount of women you’ve slept with and don’t want everyone to know what a man-whore you really are? Because I think it’s common knowledge.”
    “Raindrop, I don’t want to scare you by throwing you over my shoulder and carrying you out of here, but I will if you don’t stand up and follow me.”
    I huffed and pulled myself from the seat. Zeke and Flynn glanced up momentarily, soon returning their attention to their girls.
    Taking a step back, I allowed Teo to walk past me then I followed him out the front door, not even considering what time of day it was.
    We moved away from the group of smokers who lingered outside the building, walking a few metres down the street in the opposite direction. When Teo stopped, I cocked my hip and glowered at him.
    “What did you want to talk to me about?”
    “Um…how about what the hell all that was?”
    “What did it sound like?”
    “It sounds like you’re mad at me over something you made possible.”
    “I am. Because while I was—” I cut myself off. “You were shagging everything out there. Is there a girl on the grid in any country you haven’t slept with?”
    “While you were what?” Of course that would be the sentence he latched on to. When I didn’t answer, he took a step towards me. “While you what, Raine?”
    “Nothing. I thought it would take you a little longer to move on, that’s all.”
    “Who said I moved on?”
    “Uh, the numerous women you leave behind?” I hated the way my voice cracked, but Teo had forced me back against the wall. The rough bricks grazed my bare shoulders.
    “Yeah, numerous, quick fucks or easy lays. None of them meant anything.”
    “Since when was that your style?”
    “Since the one person I wanted ripped my fucking heart out and took it with her when she ran. I never got over you, Raine. No matter how many women there were, none of them were ever good enough. They weren’t you .”
    I gasped, my bottom lip trembling at his words. “Then why didn’t you come back?”
    He braced himself against the wall, his face lowering to mine so barely an inch remained between us. I could feel his every breath against my cheek. “ You broke up with me, Raine. You told me you didn’t want me and you wished you’d never met me. I was the biggest mistake of your life is what you said. I’d lost the thing that meant most to me, I wasn’t going to lose the second thing and give up racing as well.”
    I flinched at the words I’d spoken a year ago on the phone. His face twisted into a pained snarl as he repeated them, the dark shadows cast under his chin by the streetlights making his face even crueller.
    “So tell me, Raine, did you mean all of that? Because now I’m back I don’t buy a single word. You haven’t moved on. The only guy in your life is Dustin, and I saw the way your body reacted to me in the garage earlier. You still want me.” He dipped his head closer, his nose brushing against mine. Even that slightest touch sent a spark of longing through me, my gaze dipping to his lips.
    “Teo…” I whispered breathlessly, not sure what to say. I couldn’t think with him so close; all I could focus on was his lips, my mind trying to remember his taste.
    “Tell me, Raine, was it all true?” His voice dropped to a dangerous growl, his teeth nipping my earlobe and sending a shiver shooting down my spine.
    I shut my eyes and took a shaky breath, too scared to see his reaction. “No. None of it was true.”
    “Do you still love me?”
    The

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