BangShift:Skid Row Kings Series, Book #3(8)

By: Winter Travers

Jay strode in the front door and tossed his backpack on the coffee table. “I hate school. I don’t know why they think they need to give so much homework.”

“Because you need to learn, kiddo.”

Jay walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I cringed when I heard him moving everything around, trying to find something to eat. I didn’t get paid for another day, so the slim pickings we had in the fridge were all that we had. “Was that Kurt I saw getting into his car?” he asked as he slammed the fridge door and started looking in the cabinets.

I hated to break it to him, but he wasn’t going to find much more in there. “Um, yeah.”

“You see the car he drives?” Jay whistled and shook his head. “That thing just looks fast sitting at the curb. I’d kill to see what he has under the hood.”

I knew what he had under the hood. At the last race, Kurt had popped his hood, and my jaw had dropped. Kurt drove a 2016 Chevy Camaro 2.0T that, out of the box, pushed two hundred and seventy-five horsepower and scrambled from zero to sixty in 5.4 seconds. Fast wasn’t even the right word to describe Kurt’s car. I could spend hours under the hood, learning all her secrets. Although all the Jensen boys drove cars I would kill to get my hands on, Kurt’s was the one that piqued my interest the most.

“Earth to Lee,” Jay called, waving his hand in my face. “Zone out over engines again?” he asked, laughing.

“Um, yeah,” I mumbled. What could I say? I was a girl who liked cars.

“So, what was he doing here?”

“Oh, he just wanted to run something by me.”

“For the next race?”


“You two dating?” Jay reached back into the fridge and grabbed the last soda. He popped the top and drained half of the can in seconds. It was no wonder my grocery bill was massive. Jay could eat me out of house and home and still be hungry.

“Um, no.” More like engaged. “He was just over trying to help me figure something out."

“I didn’t know you two hung out.”

We didn’t. Well, not really. We talked when we would see each other at the track, races or bar, but other than that, we didn’t see each other much. “Just friends.”

“Cool. I’m going to head over to Mick’s to work on some homework.” Jay picked up his backpack and headed to the door.

“Homework or watch TV?” I asked.

“Probably a little bit of both.” He smirked.

“Try to do more homework.”

Jay nodded and was out the door, slamming it behind him.

I looked around the tiny apartment and didn’t know what to do next. I had been racking my brain for the past two weeks, trying to figure out what to do and I was beyond exhausted.

Kurt’s idea was sounding better and better.

Fuck me. I think I was going to agree to marry Kurt Jensen.

That day was the beginning of the biggest mistake I’ve ever made.

I was three days away from falling in love with Kurt Jensen.


Chapter 4


“Why in the hell are you in California, Leelee?”

“I’m helping Kurt.”

“Kurt? You mean the guy who has been a huge dick to you?” Jay sneered over the phone.

I was standing outside the hospital entrance, my phone pressed to my ear and trying to calm down Jay. I had been in California over a week, and this was the first time I had told Jay I wasn’t home. “You don’t know everything that happened, Jay.”

“Because you won’t fucking tell me what happened.”

“Knock off the cussing, Jay. You’re seventeen years old, not twenty-seven.” I ran my hand through my hair and tried to figure out what I should tell Jay. “He was in a bad car accident, Jay, and I’m here to make sure he’s okay.”

“Is he going to be okay?” No matter what front Jay put on, acting like he hated Kurt, I knew he cared about him.

“The doctors say he should be fine. We’re just waiting for him to wake up.”

“How long have you been there?”

Shit. I was hoping he wouldn’t ask me that question. “I, um, got the phone call a few hours after you left.”