Racing the Sky by Layla Dorine
When you race the sky, gravity always wins
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Racing the Sky Blurb
Nicky dreamed of Cliffhangers, Suicide Cams and the Kiss of Death, wanting more than anything to make it to the professional motocross circuit and dazzle fans beneath the bright arena lights. His bike was his life, his world, especially after his boyfriend, Terry, dumped him for earning a sponsor when Terry couldn't. It's still devastating, being cheated on and cast aside by the only man he’s ever loved, but there’s little he can do about it now but go out there and win, if only to spite Terry.
Enter Gray, and a chance meeting at a roadside diner that leaves Nicky with something more to focus on than the Coffin and Lazy Boy and how impressive a backflip he can pull off at the end of the next event. As the sting of Terry’s betrayal begins to fade, Nicky finds himself drawn to the older man, returning to the diner, and Gray, in every free moment he can spare. It’s almost perfect, but nothing ever lasts, not in Nicky’s world and Terry isn’t quite done making him pay for his success.
In the aftermath, Gray is left helping Nicky pick up the pieces once again, only this time, nothing will ever be the same. Will Nicky be able to see beyond his dreams of twisting in the air and dangling from beneath his bike.... to learn that when you Race the Sky…gravity always wins?
Book Trailer
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Excerpt 3
The drive back to the track was silent except for the radio. Every now and then Vic would look over and watch River drive with a white-knuckled grip and tense jaw. All he could do was hope that River calmed down before work on Monday, or all hell was likely to break loose at the shop.
When River pulled up beside Nicky’s truck, he finally looked over at Vic. “I’m gonna make him pay.”
“We’re gonna make him pay,” Vic said. “But the best way to do that is to focus on getting him banned; okay?”
“Yeah, fine.”
“Seriously. Nicky wouldn’t want you to lose your job or go to jail defending him. You know how he is; he’d feel guilty until he found a way to make it up to you.”
River groaned, but finally nodded his head in agreement. “Yeah, I know.”
Vic got out the car and shut the door, then pulled the keys to Nicky’s truck from his pocket as River drove away. In the glove box, he found Nicky’s phone, scrolled through the sparse collection of numbers to find Gray’s, and dialed it.
“Hey Nicky. I was wondering.”
“Umm, this isn’t Nicky,” Vic said. “My name’s Vic. I’m a friend of Nicky’s. He asked me to call you.”
Gray’s voice came back a bit guarded. “Oh?”
“He had an accident in his race. He’s in the hospital.”
“Shit, how bad? Which hospital?”
Vic could hear the worry in Gray’s voice, and it pissed him off a little that this guy he didn’t know was already so in to Nicky. “It’s pretty bad. He’s down here at Valley Central.”
“What happened?”
“A bike clipped his, and he was thrown. He landed on the track and got hit by another bike.”
“Christ,” Gray cursed. “I’m coming down.”
“He’s in ICU,” Vic informed him. “They only let visitors in for ten minutes.”
“I don’t care how short a time they let me in for as long as they let me in,” Gray responded. “Thanks for calling.”
“No problem.”
Vic hung up. It was a problem, but what more was he going to say about it? He drove the truck home and made it as far as the couch before he realized how bad he was shaking. For the longest time he sat with his head in his hands and the accident replaying in his mind. Nicky’s screams echoed in his head, and he doubted that he’d get any sleep. Turning on the TV, Vic stared at a cartoon, barely seeing it. Nicky must have been watching the damned thing last. Looking around, Vic couldn’t help but wonder if anything would ever be the same after this. Time passed slowly while he just lay there, staring absently at the screen until, mercifully, he drifted off to sleep.
About the Author
LAYLA DORINE lives among the sprawling prairies of Midwestern America, in a house with more cats than people. She loves hiking, fishing, swimming, martial arts, camping out, photography, cooking, and dabbling with several artistic mediums. In addition, she loves to travel and visit museums, historic, and haunted places.
Layla got hooked on writing as a child, starting with poetry and then branching out, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. Hard times, troubled times, the lives of her characters are never easy, but then what life is? The story is in the struggle, the journey, the triumphs and the falls. She writes about artists, musicians, loners, drifters, dreamers, hippies, bikers, truckers, hunters and all the other folks that she’s met and fallen in love with over the years. Sometimes she writes urban romance and sometimes its aliens crash landing near a roadside bar. When she isn’t writing, or wandering somewhere outdoors, she can often be found curled up with a good book and a kitty on her lap.
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