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Summary
He is a cocky, arrogant dare devil living life on the edge as a Pro Motocross Racer.
Bella is raising her young brother alone. She knows that getting involved with him
isn't a good idea, her mind keeps telling her that she should stay away from him,
bad boys are never a good idea. To bad her body doesn't agree. But what about her
heart?
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Chapter 1
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A big thanks to Rachelle_MyBell and TwiDi for beta'ing this for me. I loved
the idea so much that I wanted to make it perfect, so I doubled up the betas
*Both of whom are awesomesauce girls* Love ya both! The idea has been in
my head for a long time, I hope you like it as much as I do ;0).
To The Extreme
Edward's POV
We've finally hit the twelfth track in this year's AMA Motocross Championship.
Thank God it's in Seattle, Washington my home town so I can sleep in my own
fucking bed tonight. I'm so fucking ready for this shit to be over so I can kick back
away from these assholes. We've been on this since May.. It's fucking September
now and they keep annoying me more each day. And I don't mean my crew, shit, my
brother and sister-in-law are my head mechanics and my brother-in-law is my
second driver. So, if I meant them, I'd be knocking my family; and that shit isn't
cool.
No, what I meant was the fucking competition . There's fucking Crowley who's a
big Momma's boy and has to call home every forty-five fucking minutes to tell her
that he is still alive. There is Newton, who spends all of his time moaning about how
his skank of a girlfriend is cheating on him. And my only real competition in the 250
class James Harris, who is the biggest man-whore alive. All he does is bitch about
the lack of quality pussy, or how his wife is trying to bleed him dry in fucking
divorce court. If he kept his dick in check, she wouldn't be divorcing his sorry ass.
"Cullen, you ready for this?" Jasper, my brother-in-law and the guy who does the
450 class rides for us gets my attention.
"Hell, Hale, I was fucking born ready." I laugh at my own stupid joke.
"Sure, asswipe. Just remember to smile pretty in the winner's circle, so we can
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