THREE - Daniel Ricciardo

Chapter 52 - Reunited

AMY

"Mikey!" I smiled as I approached Michael at the entrance of the airport, car already open for Rachel and I to jump in with our luggage.

I wrapped my arms around his large stature as he squeezed me tightly before moving onto Rachel to reciprocate the same friendly greeting.

Jumping into the vehicle, we bolted down the streets of Hungary to reach the hotel we were staying at.

"Blake's managed to get you two a suite opposite Dan and I." Michael spoke as he turned the wheel. Rachel turned around in the passenger seat with a smirk on her face.

"Sounds perfect, doesn't it Ames?" She teased as she winked at me, causing my arm to hit hers in annoyance as she groaned in pain.

"Something wrong?" Michael asked as he peeped through the rear view mirror.

I shook off his comment and suggested that I was fine but in reality I was severely anxious at the realisation that I would be meeting with my ex-fiancé again.

Pulling my suitcase down the long corridor of the hotel, Rachel ran in front screaming as she went, enough to draw as much attention to her as possible whilst I hauled our luggage behind.

This noise was enough to cause the room opposite ours to open; Daniel stepped out dressed in his workout gear but topless. Fucking topless.

At this moment, I didn't know where to look as his eyes followed me as I walked down the hall.

"Hi Ames." Daniel smiled briefly as he walked up to me to help me with my bags. With a shaky hand, I allowed him to take my case from me, trying hard not to stumble and fall as my nerves became overwhelming.

"Ever the gentleman, Mr Ricciardo." Rachel teased as she entered our room, Michael following as he was balancing even more of Rachel's stuff.

"She's in a good mood?" Daniel asked as we walked together towards the entrance of our suite.

"She's just been fed." I smiled as I tried to make a joke to ease any tension or awkwardness between us.

"So it's like taking care of Lando?" Daniel smirked as we both laughed together. For the first time in ages, we seemed happy with each other.

"Even worse!" I proclaimed as we entered the room and placed the bags up the wall.

"I highly doubt that. He moaned at me last night for eating his last yoghurt." Daniel placed himself so he leaned up against the wall with his hands carefully placed in his short pockets. His muscles tensed and then eased as he exhaled whilst staring at me.

"Come on now, Riccy. We've got a run to do." Michael broke our gaze as he tapped Daniel on the shoulder.

I smiled up at the personal trainer as he walked by and out of the door. Daniel went to move before turning around to face me again.

His toned torso engulfed me in a bone breaking hug. The Ricciardo special. I hugged him back tightly, but not as tight as him, before his pulled away and pressed a slight kiss to my forehead.

"It's good to see you again." He smiled before taking a few steps backwards and evacuating the room.

"What the fuck was that all about?" Rachel said as she had witnessed the whole thing.

Tucking some hair behind my ear, my cheeks were on fire at the whole display of affection. I'd missed his touch, I'd missed him.

"You're blushing." Rachel teased from behind me as she continued to empty her entire suitcase over the bed.