In the second book of New York Times Bestselling Author Sawyer Bennett’s Race Fever series, she turns up the heat when a familiar name looks to shake up the world of formula racing. Buckle up for this heart stopping, second chance ride in Formula Chance.
Nash Sinclair abandoned the world of formula racing after a deadly crash left him injured and on a long road to recovery, both physically and mentally. Even prior to the crash Nash was healing in another way, putting together the pieces of a broken heart. They say time heals all wounds and when Brienne Norcross, owner of the newly acquired Titans Racing team approaches him about a job, he decides it might just be time to reclaim the life he once loved.
Bexley Toliver just joined the Titans’ team as their chief race strategy engineer. As a woman working in a male-centric sport, Bex is no stranger to a man’s eyes on her. Whether it’s in silent awe, not-so-silent disgust, or somewhere in between, Bexley has earned her way. But there is one set of eyes that Bex hasn’t seen in years and when Nash Sinclair walks into the conference room for a team meeting, old memories are hard to ignore. As the heat between them becomes all-consuming, they are unable to resist the temptation to fall once again.
Bex and Nash’s history is…complicated. Young love that turned into the promise of forever crashed and burned long before the race that ended Nash’s career. Years apart dulled the pain of their failed union but some things aren’t meant to be forgotten, no matter how hard one tries. When the same issues that broke them apart re-emerge and spin them full-speed toward a barricade, Bex and Nash need to make a decision—hit the brakes and walk away or race forward to their happily ever after.
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He steps into the room, his presence commanding attention immediately. My heart does a strange leap in my chest, and I can’t help the flush that creeps into my face.
The Nash Sinclair.
I can’t breathe. My mind whirls.
Brienne looks around the room and she beams a lovely smile at all of us. “Welcome. I’m glad you’re all here.” She moves to the empty seat at the head of the table, but I can’t stop looking at Nash. He’s yet to see me, his gaze pinned on Brienne as he closes the door behind him.
“I know this was short notice,” Brienne says as she remains standing, her hands clamping down on the back of the chair before her. “I know we have a race to get ready for, but this meeting was necessary. I also wanted to show you the new Pittsburgh headquarters and I hope you’ll indulge me after this meeting for a grand tour.”
Her words slip into my ears but I’m still staring at Nash.
God, he looks amazing.
Different though. His dark hair is cropped short, his hazel eyes a little more lined with what one would assume were laugh crinkles since I last saw him three years ago, but it’s probably from pain and worry. His strong jaw, the familiar set of his shoulders, the way he holds himself—it’s like nothing has changed.
Except everything’s changed. We’re not the same people we were when we last spoke, when I last saw him.
I glance at his scarred hands, the brutal proof of how much he’s changed. My heart squeezes with empathy for him.
Brienne continues. “I intend to make this transition to Pittsburgh easy and it will be done over time. We certainly need to discuss logistics and I know there’s a burden with this sort of change. But before we get into that, I think everyone in this room knows my guest, Nash Sinclair.”
When he sees me, rather than sliding by with a polite smile, he remains riveted. He examines my face, as if searching for some sign that I’m anyone other than Bexley Toliver—former fiancée and heartbreaker.
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