YULIA
We had arrived at Kendrick's house, yet the excitement from the race was still buzzing beneath my skin.
I couldn't remember the last time I'd laughed that much. Between Damon's teasing, Adeline's commentary, and Kendrick proving me wrong on the track, the night had turned out even better than I'd imagined.
I slipped off my shoes the moment we entered his bedroom, stretching my tired legs.
“I had so much fun today,” I admitted, turning to look at him. Kendrick loosened the sleeves of his shirt before meeting my eyes. “I wasn't expecting you to race, actually,” I added.
He chuckled as he walked toward me. “Neither was I. I couldn’t turn down a challenge.”
“You were…” I searched for the right word before laughing. “Spectacular.”
One dark eyebrow lifted. “Just spectacular?”
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