Rebel With A Cause (9 page)

He grinned and kissed her hot cheek. “Go and get dressed,” he instructed. “We’re going out ring shopping, and then to the real estate agents on the way home.”

She nodded and slipped away, secretly dancing on cloud nine.

“Pick whatever you like,” Carter said, gesturing to the large amount of engagement rings at the jewellers.

“Whatever I like?” she asked teasingly. “Are you sure?”

He looked at her and grinned.
“Of course.”

“What if I want the most expensive one?” She smirked at him, thinking he’d be shocked.

“How about a designer one?” he suggested, shocking her.

“Are you serious?”

He grinned.
“Swarovski?”

She grinned and flung her arms around Carter. “Yes!”

He laughed and got the sales assistant to unlock the cabinet housing the Swarovski range.

“Now, this here is the limited edition
crystal
collaboration range,” the assistant told them. “It’s got real crystals
 
and
 
diamonds. The band is purely made out of white gold.”

Carter saw Kaitlyn stare at it in amazement. He picked it up and slipped it on her ring finger.

“Perfect,” he murmured, before kissing her fingers.

She looked up at him and smiled.

As they drove to the races that night, Kaitlyn couldn’t stop staring at her left hand.

“Soon, you won’t even know it’s there,” Carter chuckled. She rolled her eyes.

“Shut up,” she said, smiling.

“You excited?” Carter asked happily.

She turned to him and grinned. “You have no idea. First we were engaged, and now you own a house? I couldn’t be more ecstatic if I tried.”

“That’s good,” Carter replied as he pulled into a space at the start line.
“Means you won’t leave me.”

Kaitlyn looked at him and glared sarcastically. “Please,” she scoffed.
“Like I’d ever leave you.
You’re amazing. It’s more likely that
 
you
 
would leave me.”

Carter cut the engine and hopped out, ignoring her last statement. He would never leave her. They were so good together, and the sex was awesome. Why on earth would he leave?

Kaitlyn got out and went around the car to kiss him. They began to make out, when she abruptly realised something.

“What?” he
asked,
frustrated that she’d pulled away.

“I just realised something,” she said. “Marcus hasn’t interrupted up yet. Is he racing tonight?”

Carter rolled his eyes.
“Of course.
He’s obsessed with you. Wherever you go, he goes.”

She paused thoughtfully. “Then why hasn’t he interrupted us?”

Carter sighed angrily. “What?” he snapped. “Do you
 
want
 
him to interrupt us? Are you in love with him or something?”

She shook her head.
“No way!
It’s just…suspicious.”

Carter growled and moved away. “God, get a grip, Kaitlyn. Be thankful that he’s screwing with someone else and not us. He
should leave us alone anyway. We’re getting married. Stop worrying about him and focus on what’s important.”

She sighed. “Yeah, I guess...hey, is that him?
And…Bekah?”

Carter groaned and turned around. He was mentally cursing Kaitlyn’s fascination with the foreign kid, until he saw that it was indeed Marcus and Bekah.

“What the fuck?” he snapped, barely noticing Kaitlyn's giggles. He stormed over to where they were making out against Marcus’ brown Spyder and ripped them apart.

Kaitlyn watched from a distance as Carter punched Marcus in the face. She heard Bekah screaming at Carter, and he ignored her. She saw Marcus fall to the ground as Carter shoved him.

“You’re a user!” Carter screamed. “You stole my girl and now you’re using my cousin! She’s like my sister! And you knew that, you son of a bitch, didn’t you?!”

Marcus scrambled away. “I didn’t, I swear!”

Carter was fuming. “
You using
her to make my girl jealous? Or are you using her to piss me off?”

“Carter!” Bekah screamed. Her face was bright red with anger.

Kaitlyn decided it was time to intervene. She walked over and grabbed Carter’s shoulders, trying to pull him away. He shrugged her off and kicked Marcus in the shins.

“Carter,” she said quietly.
 
“Come on. He’s not worth it.”

Carter spun around and turned his fury on her.

“Oh yeah?” he yelled. “So you weren’t jealous just a few minutes ago? You weren’t wishing that it was him you were kissing, and not me?”

She scowled at Carter then shot Marcus the evils. When she turned back to face Carter, she saw he had his eyes closed and was stiffly mouthing something. Instinctively, she knew he was counting to ten and moved away.

When he opened his eyes, she saw that he’d calmed down and was staring intensely at her.

“Were you?” he whispered quietly. “Do you really want Marcus?”

She shook her head. “No, Carter,” she replied. “If I did, I wouldn’t have said yes last night.”

Slowly, they both looked down to Kaitlyn’s left hand, where the engagement ring that Carter had bought her. She looked up and saw him smiling slightly.

“I love you,” she said. His eyes flicked up to hers and he brought her lips up to meet his. He wrapped one arm around her waist and had one on the back of her neck. His tongue wrestled with hers and she gasped at the sheer pleasure running through her.

He broke the kiss and walked over to his car. He jumped in and slammed the door behind her. Kaitlyn took that as the cue to begin the race and so did everybody else. Everyone moved to the sidelines, and she ran over to T-Man.

“Hey,” he greeted her. “Rebekah’s starting the race tonight, ok? She’s a girl racer and all so yeah.”

Kaitlyn nodded and stepped back as she watched Bekah’s movements. She scowled when she realised how Bekah was dressed. Tonight, instead of her usual ripped
skinny’s
and a tank, she had on black leather short shorts that only just covered her ass, and a shiny red corset. Bekah was way hotter than herself, and she didn’t like it. No wonder she’d managed to capture Marcus’ – and every other guys – attention.

She heard the racers switch their engines on, and felt the vibrations of their powerful V8 engines. The boys revved their engines and the sound made her feel alive. The thundering of the engines made her feel powerful and sexy. It was weird, but the sound turned her on.

She saw Bekah shake out her long, loose curls and stretch her arms up. She was using the exact same technique that Kaitlyn used, to put the guys off.

“Bitch,” she muttered under her breath.

She watched Marcus eyeing Bekah up, and secretly grinned. She was unknowingly putting her own boyfriend off. At least
 
she
 
never put Carter off.

Next to her, T-Man sighed.

“What?” Kaitlyn asked him, still watching Bekah.

T-Man was frowning. “I wish she’d hurry up and start the race,” he complained. “She’s drawing this out way too long.”

Kaitlyn looked up at him. “But she’s doing exactly what I do.”

T-Man shook his head. “No, she’s looking like
a ho
. You never do. People actually enjoy watching
 
you
, Katie.”

She gave a small laugh and smirked. “Nice to know I’m better than her at
 
something
.”

T-Man shook his head. “Katie, I bet that if you were a girl racer, you’d be so much better.”

“Yeah, I’d have Carter teaching me,” she said, laughing at Bekah’s stupid antics.

T-Man laughed. “Na, you’d have more guts than her, and be safer. Bekah takes too many risks.”

“Whatever,” she said. “Why hasn’t the race started yet?”

She spoke too soon. As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Bekah lowered her arms. Carter and another newbie drove off, leaving a gawking Marcus at the start line. He hurriedly shifted into first gear, but it was too late. Carter was out front, and the newbie wasn’t far behind him.

Admittedly, Kaitlyn
 
was
 
jealous when she saw Marcus and Bekah, but now she couldn’t be happier that Carter was her man, and not the loser trailing at the back.

Kaitlyn was not expecting to see what she saw.
After school,
s
he was expecting Carter to be waiting in his car, as usual. Instead, he was leaning against a grape coloured car.

“Hey,” she said walking up to him. “Who’s car?”

He grinned and threw some keys at her.

“Yours,” he said, grinning. “Like it?”

She felt her jaw drop. Carter had just asked the dumbest question in the world. The car,
which she quickly learnt was a three
-door, hatchback Impreza, had a spoiler at the back, which she’d always wanted, and a full
body kit
.

“I love it!” she cried, running her hand over the shiny purple paintwork.

Carter laughed. “I knew you would. So,
you driving
home?”

She looked up at him, her mouth agape. “You’re kidding!” she cried. “I get to drive it?”

He laughed again.
“Of course.
The car’s yours. Just try not to crash it, ok?”

She grinned and flung her arms around his neck. “I love you!” she cried happily.

He laughed and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Wanna take it for a spin?”

She grinned and shooed him out of the way, eagerly getting into the driver’s seat.

“Now, please be careful,” Carter said, climbing into the passenger seat. “You can’t die just yet.”

She rolled her eyes. “When can I start racing?”

He laughed.
“Not yet, Katie.
You need to be taught how to drive safely, first.”

She rolled her eyes.
“Carter, seriously?
Street racing isn’t safe, so why would I need to do that?”

He raised his eyebrows. “Remember what happened when you were in the car with Bekah?”

She nodded and sighed. A sharp pang went through her chest when Carter mentioned Bekah. Truthfully, she was a little bit scared of Bekah, because of her dangerous driving. But she was also jealous, because Bekah had stolen Marcus’ attention away from
 
her
.

“Anyway,” Carter was saying. “She would never have gotten into that situation, if she’d learned how to drive safely.”

“I guess,” she said, stroking the steering wheel. It really was the most gorgeous car she’d ever seen. “But street racing isn’t safe, so I still don’t get it.”

Carter sighed. “Ok, street racing isn’t safe, but that’s only because of the idiots who don’t learn how to drive properly. If people
 
did
, then it would be so much safer.”

She looked at Carter. “So, are you going to teach me to drive?”

He grinned.
“Maybe, but not tonight.
We have a race to get to. I need to win another fifty grand.”

She rolled her eyes. “You don’t
 
need
 
to,” she said. “You just
 
want
 
to.”

He grinned at her. “Damn straight. Now, are you going to start the car or are we just going to sit here all day?”

She laughed and stuck the key in the ignition, loving the roar as the motor started.

“Is it a turbo?” she asked.

Carter nodded. “And it’s got the capacity for nitro. But I’m not putting any in until I know that you can drive safely.”

She pouted. “Carter! Please?”

He shook his head and looked down, ignoring those big eyes that she always flashed at him when she wanted something.

“Why not?”

This was more like it. She sounded a little bit pissed, and pissed he could deal with. “Katie, you don’t even know what nitro does.”

“It makes the car go faster,” she replied.
“Duh.”

He groaned.
“True, but until you understand everything about this car, and what nitro can do, no nitro.”

She groaned and clicked her seatbelt in. “You are so old,” she teased him.

Carter smirked, amused. “Thanks.”

She sighed and drove them back to his flat, going ten kilometres under the speed limit, just to please him.