The Surrogate

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Saturday August 14th.

Holly's eyes flutter open and she stretches her limbs under the duvet. She honestly can't remember the last time she's had such a good night's sleep. The bed feels so comfy that she almost doesn't want to get up.

Sitting up, her thoughts turn straight away to the cute German whose home she's staying in and she smiles fondly, he's made such a huge effort to make her feel welcome and to show her that his life is perfectly set up and ready to welcome children into it. She'd gone to bed last night with lots to think about, all of it positive, including the way he'd taken her into the empty bedroom again and proceeded to map everything out for her, pointing to areas where the cot would be, a nursing chair and a changing station. He knows exactly how he wants the room to be, as if he's spent months or even years planning it right down to the finest little detail.

Yesterday afternoon he'd shown her the garden, pointing out where he was planning to install swings and a slide, the tree he was going to build a treehouse in and even where he was going to put a sand pit in. He's literally got it all mapped out, from birth to school years and she can't help but be incredibly impressed.

She jumps out of bed far too enthusiastically for her own liking, fuelled by the fact that she's in Sebastian Vettel's home and that she suddenly can't wait to see him and find out what he's got planned for today. Maybe he'll take her out on the Harley? She hopes so, the thought of being able to hold on to him while on the back of a motorcycle is kind of hot - just like he is.

Seb glances up at the clock on the wall as he leans against the counter. In front of him is a large kitchen island, it's wooden panels all painted ivory while it's top is solid oak. On the built in hob, a frying sits heating up, he's waiting for Holly to come down so that they can eat breakfast together - freshly made pancakes with maple syrup. It's nearly half past nine, he's been up since half six and spent a couple of hours in the gym, he wonders if she always sleeps this late or maybe she's late up because she was tired last night from the travelling.

Suddenly she appears from round the corner and he sucks in a breath at the sight of her. She's wearing white cotton pyjamas consisting of a buttoned up short sleeved shirt and full length bottoms, her hair is up in a messy bun with several strands of her brunette hair making a bid for freedom, she looks well rested and fresh faced. She looks effortlessly beautiful and right at home walking around barefoot, like she's always lived here. He can't help but stare and if he stares hard enough he's sure he can see her nipples through the white cotton.

"Morning," she murmurs quietly, feeling her cheeks heat up as she blushes at the way he's so openly staring at her. But then she's just as bad. While he's been busy ogling her, she's taken the chance to ogle him back and right now standing in his kitchen with a bowl of what looks like freshly made batter and a frying pan in front of him, he looks as far removed from the Formula One driver as you can get. He's wearing black sweatpants, with a white handprint on the front of them from the flour he's used, and an off-white t-shirt that shows off his tan, of which the neck line is somewhat stretched and showing a peek of chest hair at the top. He's still unshaven and his hair looks a little wild, with curls running riot on the top of his head, as if he's showered and then just let it dry naturally without using products to tame it. He looks so fit and honed and gorgeous that she doesn't mind him openly eyeing her up, not when it's given her a chance to do the same.

But it does tell her two, slightly worrying things. She's almost certain that he's attracted to her, this isn't the first time he's been caught staring at her and if she's completely honest with herself....the feelings mutual. She's going to have to keep the reins tight on this physical attraction, nothing can happen between them otherwise the surrogacy would be off and she really wants to be able to say yes to him.