The One That Got Away (Sebastian Vettel)

32. Jealousy

Zandvoort just hadn't been good for Mollie. Even though she'd said that her head was better she still had some residual pain from her migraine. She'd tried her best but fourth was the most she could do. She'd now lost the championship lead to Elena and wasn't best pleased about it.

Seb however had been very pleased with his result. After a disaster for both Mercedes cars and both Red Bulls he'd managed to finish in second place behind Lando Norris.

Mollie had wanted to go to him to congratulate him but Elena, who had stayed on the Sunday for once, had got there first, flinging her arms around him. Mollie had been so pissed off, especially when she saw Seb returning Elena's hug. Mollie had stormed straight back to her hotel.

Seb had texted in the evening asking her if she wanted to come out to celebrate but she'd  told him she was having an early night and why didn't he ask Elena.

She knew straight after she'd sent the message that she'd been childish. The truth was she was jealous.  She'd wanted to hug him and congratulate him and it had hurt seeing his ex doing the things that she wanted to do. 

She changed into her pyjamas and got into bed. She was just nodding off when there was a knock on the door.  She assumed that it would be Ash or Cassie or maybe even Sophia coming to try and drag her out.  She decided not to answer the door.

"Mollie I know you're in there.  Answer the door and stop being stupid," Seb said.   Mollie panicked. She hadn't expected him to turn up at her door. She thought he'd be too busy partying with Elena.

She quickly ruffled her hair to make it look like she had been sleeping. Then she crossed the room and opened the door a crack.  Seb peered in at her. As usual he looked handsome as hell in a pair of jeans and a short sleeve blue shirt.

"Hey, " he said.  "Can I come in?"  She left the door open and crossed the room back to bed. Seb came in and shut the door behind him. "Ok Mollie, what's up? Is it your head?"

"No I just felt like an early night. I'm tired." She slid back underneath the covers.

"Ok. So fancy a cuddle?"

"You should be out celebrating."

"I wanted to celebrate with you. Then you send some shitty message about celebrating with Elena. What's that all about? You know Elena and I are done. You're my girlfriend. Not her."

"Are you really that stupid that you don't know what this is about?"

"Mollie. I'm with you. I want you, not her."

"So that's why you were all over each other earlier?"

Seb grinned. "You're jealous."

"I'm not! I just think it's a bit shitty of you to do that. Like you said, I'm supposed to be your girlfriend.  I'd like to be able to hug and congratulate you.  But no I can't. I have to be your dirty little secret. I have to stand there and watch her all over you. And you hugged her back!"

He took her hand in between his.

"Baby, calm down. She took me by surprise. I shouldn't have hugged her. I apologise.  And as for my dirty little secret.  You are not a dirty little secret.  Mollie,  you know why we are keeping us quiet for now.  Elena is unpredictable. Who knows what she would do if she found out about us. Not a good idea when you're both fighting for a championship. I promise once the season's finished I will shout it from the rooftops. But I'll be honest with you.  I'm finding jealous Mollie a big turn on."

Mollie rolled her eyes. She was still mad as hell with him.  She wasn't forgiving him that easily. She pulled her hand away.

"Mollie," he groaned. "Don't be like this. You know I want you."  She shrugged. "Ok if you're going to be like that."    He grabbed her and pulled her against his chest.  He slammed his lips onto hers, kissing her roughly. She fought him at first but it was impossible to resist. She opened her mouth and gave him access. He nibbled on her bottom lip, feeling himself get hard with desire.  He kissed his way along her jaw and then down her neck.  He sucked at her skin, leaving his mark. She was his and he'd branded her for all to see.

"Seb, please. Not like this."

He pushed her away from him. "Like what Mols?"

"When you're angry. Like you hate me."

"You really don't have a clue do you Mols?"

"About what?"

"I'm not angry. I'm horny. I love you being jealous. It's a big turn on. I want you Mols. Feel how hard I am for you."  He placed her hand on his throbbing bulge. "Tell me yes Mollie. Tell me I can have you. "

Mollie wanted to resist him.  She didn't want to be easy. But it was impossible. She wanted him too much. "Yes Seb."

He yanked her pyjama shorts down and spun her around, pushing her down onto her back. He undid his jeans and released himself. Climbing on top of her he thrust into her, crying out her name minutes later as he exploded inside her.

                                  ***

The next morning Mollie woke bright and early. She grinned as she looked at Seb sleeping besides her and remembered their lovemaking. He'd been pretty insatiable through the night. She'd forgotten about Elena. It had been her name he'd been moaning all through the night.

She went to the bathroom and when she came back she lay back on the bed and began scrolling through Twitter on her phone to pass the time. There was still a few hours to go before she had to leave for the airport to fly to Italy.

Suddenly she froze. There in front of her was a photo that she wished she could unsee.   Seb and Elena kissing. And it wasn't an old picture. He was wearing the same clothes he'd turned up here wearing last night.  She read the headline.

Vettel and Bereshnakova rekindle romance?

"You bastard!" she yelled, waking him from his slumber.

He looked at her questioningly. 

"Get up. Get your clothes on. And get the fuck out of my room."

"Mollie, what? Why?"

She showed him the phone screen. " That's why you cheating bastard. Get out."

His face drained of colour. "Mols it's not what you think it is. Let me explain. "

" I don't want to hear it Seb. Get out. We're done. No, don't you fucking touch me,"she said, dodging his attempt to hold her.  "'I mean it. Get out. I don't want to know." 

She locked herself in the bathroom. She refused to cry. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction. After a few minutes  she heard the door open and close.  She peered out. He had gone.  Then she let the tears fall. 

                                   ***

Mollie slid her sunglasses on to hide her red, puffy eyes. She slid into the seat next to Cassie. The Uber pulled away and headed towards the airport.

"Did Seb find you last night?" Cassie asked.

"Yeah. "

"Good job you didn't come out. Elena turned up drunk.  She made a right fool out of herself. She was all over him. I expect he told you. She kissed him but he pushed her off.  He was worried it would get back to you.  You are so lucky Mols. That man is crazy about you."

Mollie felt sick. Seb was innocent. What had she done?