Chapter 71. You’re Amazing

Athena

The training lasted for two solid hours, and I’d refused to stop until I’d gotten the hang of several basic maneuvers.

My body was sore in places I’d never felt before, my hands were cramped from gripping the handlebars so tightly, and there was a thin layer of sweat under my helmet, but I had never felt more alive.

Derek had been genuinely surprised at how quickly I picked things up. By the end of our session, I could start Ciara smoothly, navigate simple turns without wobbling, and even come to controlled stops without stalling the engine.

“You’re a natural,” he kept saying, shaking his head in amazement. “Most people take weeks to get comfortable with the basics, and you’re already looking like you’ve been riding for months.”

The praise sent warmth flooding through my chest, but it also made me hungry for more.

“I think I’m ready to start racing,” I announced as I pulled off my helmet, my hair sticking up in every direction.