The DILF (Sebastian Vettel)

30. Nerves

"Are you nervous?" Savannah asked as Seb took her hand and led her across the car park to the main reception building of the Mercedes headquarters in Brackley.

"A little," Seb admitted. "But I have you here, and that helps." She gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.

Toto Wolff must have been looking out for them because he was stood waiting, holding the door open. "You're late," he scolded Seb, although he had a big grin on his face.

"Five minutes!" Seb replied, also grinning.

"Seven!" Toto argued. "Britta has been here for half an hour already. Savannah, it's great to see you again."

"It's great to see you too Mr Wolff," Savannah answered. Seb released her hand so he could shake the hand that Toto was holding out to him. Toto then kissed Savannah on each cheek.

They entered the building and Toto quickly introduced them both to Sharon, the receptionist. Then he led them down a corridor into his office where Britta was sat waiting patiently.

"Some things never change," she muttered. "Always late."

"I tried rushing him Britta, but he was determined to take his time."   Britta stood up and hugged Savannah.

"Oh I know full well what he's like.  I should do by now." Britta then hugged Seb.

"Take a seat Sebastian. There's just a few things I need to go through with you," Toto told him. Seb sat down facing him across the large black desk. Britta and Savannah sat down in two black leather bucket chairs over by the window. "Ok, so first of all we need to get your seat fit done this morning. Then we've got to film an interview with Sky Sports F1. It's going to be a busy day even before the actual launch."

"What time is that?" Seb asked with a big grin on his face. "I've forgotten."

Britta groaned. "That man would forget his own head if it wasn't screwed on." Toto chuckled.

"4.30. You and George have to be suited and booted ready to go by 4. Actually, before that for the photoshoot. That's at 2.15."

"Gotcha. So who have Sky sent? Please don't say di Resta."

"Natalie and Ant I believe." Seb sighed with relief.

"Thank fuck for that. He is definitely one thing I didn't miss about F1."

Britta and Savannah spoke quietly between themselves for the next twenty minutes while Toto and Seb talked business. Then Toto stood up.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to steal your husband for his seat fit now Savannah. Don't worry, I'll return him in one piece."

"Let's go and get a coffee in the canteen," Britta suggested. Savannah nodded. They stood up. Seb headed over and kissed Savannah on the cheek.

"See you in a bit baby," he murmured. They all left the office and headed in opposite directions.

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Savannah took a sip out of her cup of coffee before placing it back down on the table and picking up her phone.   She smiled as she saw the photograph Heike had sent her of the kids.   She held her phone out and showed Britta.  The older German woman smiled. 

"They have grown so much! I haven't seen them since your second wedding."   
"You must come over for dinner one night," Savannah told her.  "They'd love to see you."   Britta nodded in agreement.  She had been to the house regularly, but it had always been when the children had been at school.  "It means a lot to him you know, you and Antti going back with him."