You've always been an early riser and like to hit the gym at sparrow's fart before returning home and leisurely having breakfast as you get ready for the day.
You were just about to have your second cup of coffee when you receive a text on your phone from Carlos.
*text reads* Meet me at the gym in an hour.
After getting your gear, you hit the road in your rented car with the windows open and the music blasting the radio. You stop for two smoothies at the canteen and head to the gym, where he's waiting for you.
You arrive at the driver's gym to where Carlos has just taken off his shirt and is running his hands through his perfect hair. A little annoyed at the perfect sight of him and the effect it has on you, you brush it off and walk toward him.
He greets you out of breath. "Good Morning dama! How was the party last night? It looked like you had fun."
You give a smile. "Morning! It was great thank you," and you immediately return to the business at hand after giving him his smoothie.
There are no sitting benches around, so you join him on the floor and run through his schedule as you don't make eye contact with a gleaming, still-shirtless Carlos.
"And then you have the dinner with Fred, Charles and the Santander team at..." Your phone vibrates, and you see it's a text from Isa, she's been harassing you non-stop since last night about arranging an interview. You are super annoyed since last time you checked (last night at the staff party), it appeared that she didn't need any help from you to arrange an "interview" with your boss.
Carlos can see her name across your screen. "Is that Isa? Please ask her if she's available to join me for dinner tomorrow and let's set up that exclusive she wanted before the second race in Jeddah."
You smile. "No problem! Is there anything else before I grab your gear and meet you at the Press room?"
He looks down to the floor and then back at you. "Yeah, this is a bit of a weird request, but my personal trainer, Rupert has a family emergency. He's leaving in a few hours and I hate training alone. I would like you to join me here in the gym at 6 am tomorrow as my....accountability partner. You know, checking to see if I actually get my workout done."
"Of course." You reply as you think back on the thought you had yesterday of being alone with Carlos in a room and you start feeling hot all of a sudden.
"Great, thanks. See you in the press room."
The rest of the day goes by smoothly, you work well together and much to your secret delight, Carlos clocks the best time of the afternoon testing session.
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Checkered Love
FanfictionYou have just landed your dream job in Formula One. You're the new Personal Assistant to Ferrari F1 Driver Carlos Sainz. After months of denial, you FINALLY admit to your friends AND to yourself that you've been head over heels for him since day on...