The Surrogate

That First Face To Face

Seb is completely dumbstruck as he stands at the open door. He's knocked for six.

There she is, right in front of him, the woman who will hopefully be the key to making his dream come true. The woman who could be the mother of his first child.

And in the flesh she's utterly beautiful.

He feels spellbound, unable to speak or move, just standing there and gawking at her.

Holly's the first to speak, the way he's staring at her is unnerving and she can't figure out if this is good or bad but she to remain professional, "I'm Holly Brooks, you must be Mr Vettel," she extends a hand out to him.

Thankfully he realises quickly that she's speaking to him and he snaps out of his trance to accept her hand and shake it, "It's great to meet you and please, just call me Seb or Sebastian, whatever you feel ok with," he smiles, hoping his top lip isn't sticking to his teeth, he could really do with a drink of water.

"Come in," she steps aside and ushers him in, not wanting him to stand out in the corridor any longer.

"Thanks," he steps inside and takes a quick scan round of the room. It's a suite and it's very plush. It must have cost a lot of money to hire considering that they're not staying the night here....unless she is.

"Can I get you anything to drink? I can have room service bring you something?" she offers as she closes the door. He's standing with his back to her at the moment and even from that view she can see that he has an amazing physique with good, strong looking shoulders and a fine, taut behind in his black jeans. She hadn't expected him to be so good looking in the flesh, he's even more handsome than he is in his photos.

"If you can get me some water that would be great, thanks. Do you prefer to be called Holly or Miss Brooks?" He turns around to face her, in his mind he's already picturing her with a baby bump, her body swollen with his child and it's a very alluring sight.

"Holly is good, Miss Brooks makes me sound like a school teacher," she replies. She heads to the phone to make a call to reception, inside she wants to pinch herself because she can't quite believe that she has the Sebastian Vettel in the same room as herself and they're alone together. The handsome, gorgeous Sebastian Vettel!!

Seb listens to her as she requests a bottle of mineral water and two glasses. She sounds posh but not stuck up; first impressions are that she's friendly, polite, upbeat and upon hearing the way she speaks to the member of staff on the phone, that she's humble, kind and probably treats everyone equally. Coupled with her beauty, in another world she would be his ideal woman. He finds himself staring at her again because this already feels very surreal and he can't believe he's here, meeting a complete but beautiful stranger to discuss having a baby with her. He reminds himself not to get carried away, not to come across as rushing things. This is only a first meeting, a bit like a job interview, to make sure they're both suitable for each other in their unusual circumstances.

Holly puts the phone down, she feels a bit intimidated because she can feel his eyes almost boring into the back of her head. She forces what she hopes is a natural, friendly smile and turns around to face him, "the water won't be long. Why don't we sit down and get started," she points to the sofa, noticing how nervous Sebastian looks. It's quite comforting, it makes him seem more human, more 'normal' and she's always been good at putting nervous, hopeful parents-to-be at ease.

He takes a seat while she walks towards him. She has a very sexy walk in those high heels, very balanced, very assured and poised. Her green dress fits her like a glove, hugging her body in all the right places. In the flesh she still looks fit but she also has curves creating a beautiful silhouette that flows seamlessly down to her endless looking legs - all the way down to those high heels. What I wouldn't give to feel those legs wrapped around me, those heels scratching at my back as I..... damn it Seb! Focus! You're not here on a date or to fuck her, you're here to plead your case to her, to persuade her to give you a baby! You'll have her running away if you keep ogling her like that! Do not fuck things up at the very beginning.