A/N: Her's chapter 2. I hope you guys enjoy it. Let me know what you think :) More chapters to come soon.

High Octane Kind Of Love

Chapter Two

Casey's POV

Later that day…

A few hours passed and my work day was done. I left the store and made a bee line for my car. I climbed in and rolled the windows down while making a call to my best friend Gina.

"Hello?"

"Hey chica, what's up?" I asked while starting my car. Thankfully it started and I was lucky enough for the short in the vent to bless me with some air even if it was just outside air.

"Not a damn thing." she replied.

I laughed a little. "Well change your plans and come play in the pool!"

"Hmm. I dunno. You're not gonna ogle my goodies are you?" she asked playfully. I had to laugh at her. Gina and I were always giving each other crap. The days that we didn't meant something was seriously wrong.

"Maybe a little. I can't help it! You're just so damn hot!" I said trying to hold back my giggling. I could practically hear her rolling her eyes at me.

"Liar. What time you want me there?"

By this time my heap of a car had left the parking lot and was barreling down the highway towards home. "I'm half way to the house so whenever."

I could hear the quiet noises she made when she was thinking. Gina wasn't exactly what you'd call a homebody but her previous marriage had made her feel like she had to justify everything. "I'll be there in half an hour or so."

"Sweet! Don't forget the pizza and booze!"

She chuckled quietly to herself. "Like you'd let me forget that." she said in mock annoyance.

"Yeah yeah yeah. Just get your ass over here."

"O.k. Mom." she said snickering at my tone of voice.

"Hanging up now." I said happily.

"Bye!"

As we hung up I pulled into my driveway. I sat there for a few moments. My house wasn't what you'd call isolated but in a sense it was. Few people knew where I lived let alone had they been to my house. I was protective of my home. It was the one place I had that wasn't tainted by others judgments.

I climbed out of the car and headed up the walk to my modest ranch style house. The exterior was a creamy taupe color with dark brown trim. It was definitely not my choice of color. It'd been that way since I moved in. The only reason why I hadn't changed it before now was because I hadn't settled on the right color. That, and the fact that I was going to need help. I hate asking for help! I've always done things my own way.

The interior of the house was dramatically different from the exterior. My living room was a deep chocolaty brown color on most of the walls. The accent wall was kind of a tan-ish caramel color that was textured to look like suede leather. The couch and two chairs were a brown wicker base with white cushions and cream colored accent pillows with brown floral designs on them. I'm sure most people would have considered it outdoor furniture but I thought it looked good.

My kitchen was a shade of deep red with black accents. The table as well as the wood floor were mahogany. The colors some how all worked together well and complimented my stainless steel appliances.

I tossed my keys on the coffee table and made my way to my favorite room in the house, my bedroom. I loved my room. Not just because of the beautiful sleigh bed and matching dressers. Everything in the room in some way or another expressed my different moods. From the calming blue green color on the walls to the fruity scented candles that were placed through out the room. They all melded together to express who I am. I grabbed my bikini and made my way into the master bathroom to change.

Beth's POV

I couldn't wait for the bikes to get here so I could test them out on the track. Surprisingly, the guys hadn't taken forever. It's not like I didn't enjoy going to the shop but sometimes the banter and quips seemed to overtake the shopping. There were times I wondered if Casey was the reason the boys had picked the shop. Then I remembered it was the closest shop to Cameron. I couldn't blame them. If I were a guy I would find Casey attractive. Long brown hair, blue eyes, descent body. Most men would find that hot.

I let out a small sigh and looked in Jeff's direction. He was focused on the road ahead. I smiled to myself. The love we shared amazed me. If I'd believed in fate I would think it had brought us together. I loved his free spirit way of life among other things.

Gina's POV

My best friend was always good for a laugh. I tossed my swimsuit in a bag and made my way to get pizza and some kind of booze. I was always up for girl time especially when there was good liquor involved.

So many choices so little time. I thought to myself as I made my way into the liquor store. I had broadened my horizons when it came to alcohol lately. My recent divorce had been the push I needed to get out and have a good time; usually with Casey. Walking around the store I came to the conclusion I was gonna need some serious back up or I'd come out with half the store. I pulled out my cell phone and sent a text to my partner in crime.

'bottles or hard stuffed?'

'liquor! Im feelin' like honey turkey and DP'

'somebody's had a rough day' I replied. I stuck my phone back in my pocket and grabbed a fifth of honey turkey off the shelf. I paid and headed out to my Blazer. I climbed inside and made my way to Casey's.

Casey's POV

Gina and I goofed off in the pool until the pizza was delivered. She had so lovingly pointed out when the pizza arrived that 'swimming' in a pool while drinking liquor wasn't a good idea. She had said something along the lines of "I'm not saving your drunk ass from drowning." So, we moved to the loungers next to the pool.

A few hours had passed and by now Gina and I had finished our large pizza and made a good dent in the bottle of Honey Turkey.

"So, why the need for hard liquor?" Gina asked while raising her eyebrow.

I had known she was going to ask that. I was surprised she'd taken this long. I took a deep breath while flipping my cigarette in the ashtray. "I dunno G. I'm not in a bad mood. Just kind of in a funk."

"Maybe you should get fucked to get rid of your funk." she said laughing.

I rolled my eyes at her and took another drag from my smoke. I'm not what you'd call an avid smoker. It was more of a social habit. When I drank or went to the bar, which wasn't very often. "Getting laid doesn't solve everything." I said smirking.

"Always works for me." We both laughed

"Anyway, new subject." I said trying to avoid yet another discussion on why I wasn't getting action every night of the world. Hell at this point every month would be an improvement.

"New subject…" she said while tapping her index finger on her chin. My best friend had her quirks but that was one of the reasons we were such good friends. "How was the day at Hoe's?" Gina for some reason found it amusing to call High Octane 'hoes' because of the first two letters.

"Typical Saturday." She nodded while taking another sip of her drink. "Spent like an hour bullshittin' with Shannon and the boys." I smiled recalling the shit Shannon had given me. Then of course came the thoughts of Jeff and how I was at least 80% sure I hadn't seen what I thought I saw.

"Bet that was fun."

"Mhmm." I said still pondering my encounter with Jeff, or lack there of.

"What's with the face?"

"What face?" I asked shaking the thoughts from my head.

"That face where you nose crinkles up when you're perplexed by something." she replied matter of factly.

"You're not drunk enough. You just used the word perplexed." She giggled taking a few more drinks from her glass. I on the other hand lit another cigarette and killed my drink.

"Drunk or not you made that face."

I scoffed a little. "I can't control the faces my face makes."

"You know you're gonna tell me eventually. Now's the chance 'cause I might get drunk enough to forget it."

I laughed and took a long drag off my smoke. "Seeing the guys is always… interesting. Today though, something was just off. Ya know?" She nodded and waited for me to finish explaining. "I left the boys to their toys and got back to work. The whole I'm looking at the showroom."

"Can't let 'em break stuff huh?" she said while laughing at herself. I didn't find it amusing as she did but, whatever.

"Anyway, I'm watching them goof off as usual but, Beth was totally ignoring it. She was so intent on looking into a new bike that the guys' ruckus was just background noise."

"Well, maybe she just really liked the bike" she said implying that Beth had in unhealthy relationship with dirt bikes. My drink nearly came out my nose from laughter. I laughed so hard I thought I was going to cry. I let out a sigh and looked at Gina.

"Ugh, I love you Gina!"

"I know." she said matter of factly. She looked at me and grinned. "I need another drink."

"Me too. This time a little less Dr. Pepper a lot more booze."

After refreshing the level of alcohol in our glasses and adding a dash of DP to my glass we piled down on the couch.

"So, continue."

I groaned a little. "It's nothing. I just, I wouldn't have been so…"

"Much of a girl." she said cutting me off. We both couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm sure it was nothing. Just another one of those days."

Gina nodded. " Girl, I love you but, you're a dork!"

"Hey!" I said while throwing a pillow at her.

"It's true. You know exactly why you had a 'bad day'."

I shake my head at Gina. She had this crazy notion that I was secretly attracted to Jeff and that was my issue with Beth. I of course always denied it. Although, after today I was somewhat rethinking her notion.