Red Hot! (Sebastian Vettel)

37. Something to Celebrate

The fireworks exploded into the night sky above Marina Bay. The Aston Martin mechanics all hugged each other, cheering and slapping each other on the back. They ran down to Parc Ferme to wait for Seb.

Libby joined them, having ran from hospitality with Amber to be there. She wanted to be waiting for Seb when he got back.

The cheers got louder as the green car pulled up behind the number 2 board. Seb had put in a driver of the day performance to finish second to the man he was replacing at Red Bull, Sergio Perez.

Part of Libby was disappointed. It would have been great if Seb could have won, but part of her was relieved. Instead of letting him take her there she'd only have to let him film her sucking him off.

That wouldn't be so hard. He'd already filmed them on his birthday. She'd sucked him off in part of that video. This time would just be a more in depth video of her going down on him.

A loud cheer went up as Seb climbed out of the car, punching the air as he leapt off of it. He ran towards the gathered crowd, throwing his arms around Mikey, then one by one he moved down the line, high fiving, hugging and fist bumping everyone as he went.

Finally he reached the end of the line. He gave Amber a quick hug before throwing his arms around Libby. He held her longer than he had anyone else. He didn't want to let her go.

"Tonight we celebrate," he managed to say in German, knowing she would understand him. It was a fairly innocent sounding message if anyone overheard it. They'd think he meant the team celebrations, but Libby knew it was just for her. She knew he was already thinking of the video they would make.

"I told you he fancied you!" Amber said as Seb headed off to get weighed.

"What?" Libby replied.

"I told you ages ago Seb fancied you. He hugged you for so long! The rest of us just got a second long hug. You, you got several seconds." Libby could feel her cheeks heating up.

"That doesn't mean anything! We are friends, you know that!"

"Yeah, whatever Libby," Amber laughed, clearly not believing a word Libby said.

They turned and followed the rest of the team, heading towards the podium.  Libby's mind was firmly fixed on the private celebrations they would be having later, but first she had the team ones to get through.  They had a podium to celebrate.

                         ***

Libby was sat in her office doing nothing.  Mike had disappeared, she had no idea where, he wasn't answering his phone, so she was just sat there waiting for him to reappear.  All she knew was that the debrief had been delayed.   It had been due to start half an hour earlier.

There was a knock at the door. "Come in!" she called out. The door opened,  and, to her delight, Seb entered the room,  closing the door behind him. He'd just had a shower by the look of it. His hair was still damp.

"Hey. Congratulations!" she exclaimed. "I told you I had a good feeling!"

"You did! Now come here, I think I deserve a hug, don't you?" She stood up and rounded her desk, walking into his open arms. Yep, he'd definitely had a shower, he smelt divine.

"I'm so proud of you," she told him, her heart swelling with love for him. She longed to tell him how she felt but she knew she never could. "Seventh to second. What a drive!"

"It was ok I guess," Seb said. She pulled back and glared at him.

"Ok? Ok? You're not happy with it?" He shrugged. "Why?"