Lily Scott was the bane of Sebastian Vettel's life. The Ice Queen of the paddock had taken his seat, she'd taken his sanity...he was damned if he was going to let her take his heart.
Lily Scott wasn't the person the world thought she was. On t...
Portugal was nothing but a disaster for Lily. She'd made a mistake in Q2 which had seen her eliminated, and had started the race from twelfth. Her bad luck had continued on the Sunday when she'd been sent into a spin on lap ten by Lance Stroll, which had ended her race.
Seb had been extremely pleased with his weekend. He'd qualified in sixth, finished in fifth, and had not one, but two dates with Catarina.
Things were progressing well, and although he was yet to kiss her, he knew it wouldn't be long.
He and Lily had returned to glaring at each other in passing, as if Imola had never happened. He'd wanted to talk to her but he just didn't know what to say. Maybe it was for the best that he didn't. Things could never be the same for them. Not after what she'd done.
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Both Seb and Lily came away from Spain extremely pleased. Lily had finished in fourth, missing out on her first Ferrari podium by just eight tenths of a second. Seb had finished in sixth, but after starting from P11 that was a great result.
They'd also actually acknowledged each other's existence as well, nodding at each other as they passed in the media pen after the race.
Seb had taken Catarina out again after the race, and they had arranged another date for Monaco.
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"Lily, wake up. You're going to be late!"
Lily opened one eye and grimaced as she saw Joel staring at her. What the fuck was he doing in her room?
"Lily for fucks sake. Move your ass!" Lily suddenly remembered what day it was. She sat up in bed and stretched before rubbing her eyes.
"What time is it?" she asked.
"Eight thirty," Joel replied.
"Shit!" Lily jumped out of bed and rushed over to the chest of drawers on the far side of the room. She yanked it open, pulled out a clean bra, a pair of knickers and a pale yellow sundress. "I slept through my alarm," she said.
