Full Speed Into His Heart.
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I’ve spent years chasing the same finish line as Caleb Hayes.
Every moto race, every championship, every damn victory. He’s the only rider who pushes me to my limits, and the only one I refuse to lose to.
I’ve fought my way to the top, earned every podium, every trophy, and every scar that came with it.
We’ve been rivals for as long as I can remember. I am that one rival he couldn't beat. In the track, there’s no friendship, no mercy, and definitely no room for feelings.
So when I move to the city to start my pro racing career, the last person I expect to find in my new apartment is the man I’ve spent years trying to beat.
Caleb. My rival…My new housemate!
A mistake in our apartment arrangements leaves us sharing walls, groceries, and way too much tension. Arguments over everything. Competition over nothing.
But somewhere between accidental touches and challenges that have nothing to do with motorcycles, I start noticing the man beneath the helmet.
And suddenly, beating Caleb on the track isn’t the problem anymore. Because the closer we get, the harder it is to tell where our rivalry ends and our attraction begins.
Rule #1: Never fall for your competition.
Because if Caleb Hayes is the one person I can’t outrun…falling for him might be the race I was never prepared to lose.
Every moto race, every championship, every damn victory. He’s the only rider who pushes me to my limits, and the only one I refuse to lose to.
I’ve fought my way to the top, earned every podium, every trophy, and every scar that came with it.
We’ve been rivals for as long as I can remember. I am that one rival he couldn't beat. In the track, there’s no friendship, no mercy, and definitely no room for feelings.
So when I move to the city to start my pro racing career, the last person I expect to find in my new apartment is the man I’ve spent years trying to beat.
Caleb. My rival…My new housemate!
A mistake in our apartment arrangements leaves us sharing walls, groceries, and way too much tension. Arguments over everything. Competition over nothing.
But somewhere between accidental touches and challenges that have nothing to do with motorcycles, I start noticing the man beneath the helmet.
And suddenly, beating Caleb on the track isn’t the problem anymore. Because the closer we get, the harder it is to tell where our rivalry ends and our attraction begins.
Rule #1: Never fall for your competition.
Because if Caleb Hayes is the one person I can’t outrun…falling for him might be the race I was never prepared to lose.


















































