Seb pulled into the parking space and cut the engine. He looked over at Libby in the passenger seat. He knew that the press would probably try and make something of the fact that they had travelled in together, but he didn't really care. He and Libby knew the truth.
They'd woken up in each other's arms that morning and he'd spontaneously asked her if she'd wanted a lift in to COTA. Since they'd left the Bahamas they'd spent each night together and the truth was he wasn't quite ready to let her go yet.
Libby smiled at Seb as she opened the car door. Her fears had been unfounded. It was now Saturday and there had been no sign of her father. She'd been worrying over nothing.
She and Seb walked to the paddock entrance. Seb headed to a group of fans that had been calling out his name. Libby carried on ahead, scanning her pass and walking briskly down the paddock. She was running a little late.
As she approached Aston Martin hospitality she saw Mike approaching from the opposite direction.
"Morning Libby. Not like you to be late," he said, smiling brightly.
"I'm sorry, I made the mistake of accepting a lift in from Seb, you know what he's like for timekeeping." Mike nodded and grinned. Do they think everyone is stupid? he thought to himself. There was something going on between the pair of them. A fool could see it.
"Don't worry about it," he replied. They headed inside together. "I'm going to grab a coffee, did you want one?"
"Yes please Mike, I'd love one."
As they approached the counter she heard someone calling Mike's name. Then she heard her own name. Looking around she saw Scott stood with a blonde man and a dark haired man. He beckoned them over.
"Hey Mike, Libby. Have you got a minute?" They headed over to him.
"I wanted to introduce you to my teammates from Indy. This is Josef Newgarden," he said, gesturing to the blonde man. "And Scott McLaughlin."
Mike held his hand out, shaking hands with them both. Libby followed suite. "Guys, this is Mike, the team principal, and Libby, his PA. She's a cracker isn't she? Totally pied me off as well." Libby blushed.
"Don't blame her, have you looked at yourself?" Josef joked.
"Libby, you obviously have taste," the other Scott said.
"Think she has a thing for Seb," Scott said.
"Shut up!" Libby exclaimed. "I do not!"The men all laughed.
They stood chatting for a few minutes. Libby heard the automatic door slide open and glanced around. Seb and Antti walked in, heading over to the counter to get a drink.
"Seb!" Scott called out. Seb raised his hand.
"Be over in a minute," he called out.
Libby heard the door slide open again but didn't bother looking around. Seb was here already so she wasn't bothered who it was.
"Ah, there you are," Scott said to someone behind her.
"I was just chatting to Alain, it's been a while since I've seen him. Damn, I miss those days!"
Libby was filled with dread. A feeling of nausea rose inside her. No. It couldn't be. Please God no.
"Mike, Libby, I'd like you to meet my father, Drew." Mike turned around and offered his hand to her the man in the wheelchair.
"Mr McDevitt, it's an honour to meet you."
"Please, call me Drew. It's an honour to be here."
"Welcome to Aston Martin Drew."
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