Ember’s POV
I did my best, heaven knows I tried to focus on the race and enjoy it but it just wasn’t the same.
It wasn’t the same without my favorite ‘BBR.’
My feet kept shuffling as I shifted my weight from the right leg to the left, trying to fix my attention on what was unfolding in front of me.
Occasionally, my eyes scanned the crowd, still searching for a man I knew wasn’t here.
If he was, someone would have called his name. Like I had come to realize, I wasn’t the only girl present here who had a crush on Killian Frost.
I’d even seen a girl earlier, dressed in smoky tights and a really short skirt that would no doubt expose her ass cheeks if she bent.
Like me, she had the face of someone who wasn’t meant to be here but had chosen to be to satisfy their desires.
It had taken a
