Have you read Decide and Decline yet to get ready for Deceive?
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Strap in, get ready to start your engines and see where it all began.
From an early age, Declan Reede’s only goal was to race in the ProV8 Championship Series. One thing he couldn’t anticipate was that a blistering kiss shared with his best friend, Alyssa Dawson, might derail his plans.
While he knows things between them will never be the same, it’s impossible to predict just where the road will take them, or how rocky it might get.
Will he decide to fight for love or follow his dreams?
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Hold on tight, stick to the racing line, and watch for the corners.
Four years after making the decision to leave his home town behind, all of Declan Reede's dreams have come true. Unapologetically foul-mouthed and well known for his off-track antics, his success seems unstoppable. At least until Queensland Raceway and a chance sighting of the girl who once held his heart. Now, getting around the track seems an impossible battle as he struggles to return to his previous form. With his career racing downhill faster than his V8 on Mount Panorama, there's more than just his reputation on the line.
What will it take to put the brakes on his decline?
**Due to strong language and sexual content not intended for anyone under age of 18**
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After we stood like that for a few more minutes, I decided the mood had been too heavy and serious for too long. I owed it to Alyssa to let go of my stress for a while so that I could show her a good time tomorrow. With Alyssa in mind, I twisted my body, grabbing Eden into a headlock and mussing up her hair.
“Declan, you jackass!” she squealed, trying to yank herself from my arms. “We almost had a grown-up moment then.”
“I know, Edie,” I said. I let her go and ran back inside the room. I glanced around it—I still had find a way to get rid of the images of Alyssa the morning after the school formal, but Eden was doing a good job of keeping me sane at the moment. “So, what have you got planned for tonight?”
“Dinner at the Sunshine Room, and then daiquiris at the casino.” She grinned widely.
“Eden, you know I’m a dude right? This—” I grabbed my crotch. “—qualifies me as such. Dudes don’t do daiquiris. Those are girly drinks.”
“Oh, but look at those pretty locks of yours, Dec.” She jumped up and grabbed a handful of my hair, which was rapidly getting out of control without my regular trips to get it cut. “I’m sure I could put a nice barrette in there, maybe slip you into a turquoise dress to match your eyes. With your inch-long lashes and pretty pout, I think you’d make a hot chick.”
I scowled at her. “You know you are just about the right weight for me to pick up and toss over that balcony.”
She smirked at me. “I’d like to see you try.”
I feigned a shrug and walked away, before quickly running back at the last minute and throwing her over my shoulder. I carried her back outside and sat her on the railing, with my arms wrapped around her to ensure she didn’t accidentally slip.
“Declan Reede, you fucking arse, let me down,” she screamed as she clung tightly to my shoulders, squeezing her eyes shut. “You know I hate heights.”
“What were you saying about me?”
“That you are a manly man who has no feminine aspects at all.”
“Exactly,” I said, before pulling her back off the balcony rail. I flipped her around me and put her back on her feet. She smacked my chest before running into the room. Before I could follow her inside, she slid the door shut and locked it. She stood on the other side of the glass and poked her tongue out at me.
“Oh, you are going to get it, Edie!” I shouted.
She pretended she couldn’t hear me, making ridiculously overemphasised gestures of cupping her ears.
“All right, you’ve had your laugh,” I said. “Now, let me in.”
She shook her head and laughed.
I clasped my hands together and held them in from of me. “Please?” I begged, pushing my bottom lip out.
“What do I have to do to get back inside?”
She tapped her chin. “You have to say Morgan is the best driver at Sinclair Racing.”
“Oh, I see,” I said, laughing. “So for me to come in, I’ve got to lie. Yeah, that’s not gonna happen.”
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