When Gabriel heard Casey mention a race, a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes and he grinned widely. Dragons always loved a good competition and he was no exception. Pulling away from them, he went to stand next to them, leaning over to give them a kiss on the cheek at the idea of racing to the restaurant.

"You sure you want to race me?" There was definitely a fair bit of pride in his voice as he asked the question. Even in human form, he had the power his kind was known for and it was highly possible that he was going to win this race. "I'm not going to go easy on you just because I like you."