Saved by His Halo

My Halo saved me twice. Once in my car. Then in every other part of my life. I thought my life was over when my career in F1 ended. I thought the day of the crash would be the last time I'd be surrounded by the glamorous world of Formula One. I thought when I went into hiding in Australia that I'd never have to think about the pain and trauma of that day. But he needed me, so he pulled me right back into the sport I love, even though I thought I couldn't bear to be anywhere near it as anything but a driver. Asher "Halo" Henderson is everything I thought I could never have again after my ex-boyfriend cheated on me and broke any ability inside me to trust another person with my heart. And when he told me he needed me to come back to Monaco with him and mentor his little sister in her first year as a Formula One driver for Hawke Racing, I couldn't say no. No part of me can deny him anything he wants. As much as I tried to keep him at arm's length, to shut him out of my heart because of how long it took me to pick up the broken pieces of it, he's stealing it anyway. There is a pull between us that neither one of us can deny, and the playboy doesn't seem to want only a night with me. He wants more, and I'd be lying to myself if I said I didn't want more too. But my life is a mess. My trauma haunts me, my family threatens to destroy me, and I still don't know how to trust fully. No matter how deeply he cares for me, I may break us apart in my pursuit to right everything that has gone wrong in the past year. Including getting my seat back.