After she dominated all four races, Taylor figured they were done. Even Steve had to know when he was beat. She stood and started to put away the game.

"That's it for you, huh, Swifty?" Steve asked, "Afraid I might take your title?"

Taylor felt her cheeks warm and not from the alcohol. "You'd have to win one first."

"If you're so confident," Steve said, "Let's do another round. Unless you want to give up now and admit that I'm better than you?"

Taylor didn't even pause to think about it, she just tossed her brown hair behind her ear and pressed start. "Suck my dick, Steve," Taylor said. She...