Thea never saw him coming. Literally.
For 22-year-old Thea, a ski holiday was just meant to be another part of her exchange experience. She didn't expect the handsome stranger she crashed into to change her life.
*Set in the world of F1 racing but a...
Oliver shook his head, "don't worry, I'll send a car. Be ready for 8pm."
An hour later, Thea sat on her bed while Vivi curled her hair and did her makeup, Melanie was frantically looking for party outfits and Esme tried to make sense of the situation. "So what I'm understanding is: you kissed an F1 driver who you didn't know was an F1 driver, went on a date with an F1 driver who you didn't know was an F1 driver, got mad at the F1 driver because you didn't know he was an F1 driver, kissed said F1 driver knowing he was an F1 driver and now we're going to a party at his chalet?"
"That and she's ended up pictured all over the internet with this F1 driver," added Melanie with a giggle. "Seriously T, Deuxmoi is a big deal, maybe people will start recognising you."
"Mel don't be crazy," Thea laughed. "Thankfully those photos were SUPER blurry and besides, it's just a winter holiday fling. I'm not the kind of girl who dates an F1 driver and I don't want all the attention that comes with it. I just like Fin...Oliver, I guess, so I agreed to this party. I also thought you'd all kill me if you missed the opportunity. But please, don't be crazy, I get the feeling he really wants to feel normal."
"Done!" Exclaimed Thea. Vivi looked in the mirror and had to admit she had done a good job. Her caramel balayage had been twisted into loose waves and hung just past her shoulders while her makeup was subtle and smokey and finished with a glossy lip. Vivi was a wizard with hair and makeup and always made Thea feel like a princess.
"What was that you were saying about not being the kind of girl an F1 driver would date?" Esme said, "you look like a model T. Oh, and I've found an outfit that will make him faint..."
At 7:45, miraculously, the girls were ready and had packed a bag full of swimsuits as requested by Oliver. Thea had decided on leather trousers and a corset top, not willing to bare her legs to the sub-zero temperatures.
Thea had decided on leather trousers and a corset top, not willing to bare her legs to the sub-zero temperatures. They took some pictures and met the boys downstairs, just in time for the doorbell to ring. Thea's phone buzzed and she looked at the message with a smile. "I hope you're ready T, I can't wait to see you, Oliver."She threw her ski jacket over the top and ran out the door where a large taxi was waiting for the group.
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The whole drive Thea, felt uncertain she was making the right decision. Not only about seeing Oliver again after he had lied to her, but also about landing her crazy friends into Oliver's house. "Guys, please don't make a big deal out of Oliver being famous," she announced, "I don't want to make him uncomfortable and..."
"Don't worry T," Ben interjected, "we won't embarrass you too much," he said with a wink.
Finally the car wound its way up a steep driveway to a chalet perched on a hill. They all gasped at the gorgeous chalet overlooking the town.
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It was picturesque and almost something out of a Christmas movie... apart from the loud music coming from within. Arriving at the door, Thea drew in a deep breath before ringing the doorbell. Only a moment later the door opened. But it wasn't Oliver.
"Ah yes we're expecting you," the stranger said "I'm Marco..."
"Marco Carrozza the Ferrari driver!" squealed Vivi, before shooting an 'I'm sorry' glance at Thea.
Thea looked worried but Marco just laughed. "All right, you'd better come in, he said "it's freezing outside and the party's getting started."
