I've spent my whole life with grease under my nails and Tanner Holcomb on my mind.

He's my childhood best friend, my favorite person in every room, and the man I always thought I'd end up with… until a chance encounter in London. A hot summer fling with a sexy, witty stranger who kissed me like we'd known each other all our lives—then left me with a fake name.

Turns out, "Alex" is Alistair Arlott. Rising Formula 1 star, heir to his father's financial empire, and now, Tanner's biggest rival.

Small world.

Tanner fought his way into an F1 seat from nothing. No pedigree. No money. Just raw talent, stubbornness, and luck. Alistair has made it abundantly clear that a down-home boy from rural Alabama has no business sharing the most prestigious grid in motorsports.

But the two of them have one thing in common. Me.

And the closer we're all drawn together, the more I wonder… can there truly only be one winner?