If you’re looking for fast driving there’s a dragway in the southwestern part of the county. It opens next week.”<br />“Do you race there?” he asks.<br />“Yes.” And I plan on spending a lot of time there over the next six weeks.<br />“Isaiah.” Beth attempts to step in between us, but Logan angles himself so that she can’t. “That’s not why I brought him here.”<br />An insane glint strikes the guy’s eyes and all of a sudden, I feel a connection to him. A twitch of his lips shows he might be my kind of crazy. “How fast do the cars there go?”<br />“Some guys hit speeds of 120 mph in an eighth mile.”<br />“No!” Beth stomps her foot. “No. I promised Ryan nothing crazy would happen. Logan, this is not why I brought you here.”<br />“Have you hit those speeds?” He swats his hand at Beth as if she’s a fly, earning my respect. Most guys would be terrified of having their balls ripped off and handed to them for dismissing Beth like that.<br />“Not driving my car, I haven’t,” I answer honestly. But I hope to with Rachel’s car, and with mine, after a few modifications. “Speed can be bought. Just depends on how much you want to spend.”<br />Logan offers his hand. “I’m Logan.”<br />“Isaiah,” I say as we shake.<br />“Shit,” mumbles Beth.