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...
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Seb splashed some aftershave on and looked in the mirror. He wanted to be looking his very best for Lily. He knew Josef Newgarden was in town, and he didn't want the charming American to turn her head away from him.
He'd arrived back from the track an hour earlier, fairly pleased with his fourth place finish, and he'd had a shower and changed into his trusty faded Levi's and a dark green and black plaid shirt over the top of a plain white shirt.
Then he'd slipped on his black leather cowboy boots and a matching belt. He'd considered having a shave, but he knew Lily liked his stubble, and he had plans to re-mark the insides of her thighs later that night.
He looked at his watch and saw that it was nearly time to meet the others in the lobby. Daniel had arranged it again like he had two years earlier. They were going to the same place, and once again we're going to be leaving the hotel through a back entrance.
He picked up his black cowboy hat and put it on his head. Then after shoving his phone, wallet and keycard into his jeans pocket he headed out to meet up with the others.
When he got to the lobby he saw that for once he wasn't the last to arrive. In fact, only Daniel, his trainer Michael, Max, Pierre, Poppy and Mick were there.
"Sebastian Vettel, you are early," Daniel declared. "And you smell fancy. Trying to impress someone are we?"
Seb glared at the Australian. Every since Daniel had caught Lily leaving Seb's room in Istanbul he'd made little jokes whenever possible. Seb had a sense of humour, but he didn't want everyone knowing his and Lily's business. Not because he was ashamed, but because he knew how important it was to her that she was taken seriously as a racer. She'd already been accused multiple times of sleeping her way into Formula 1. If it got out that they were sleeping together he knew the accusations would start up again.
Daniel seemed to get the message not to push things too far. He began to talk about the race instead.
Next to arrive were the Williams duo of George and Nicholas, followed closely by Carlos.
Last of all to arrive were Charles and Lily. Seb's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw what Lily was wearing.
The short black and white gingham dress clung to every curve she had. It was low cut and when she turned slightly he realised there's was no way she was wearing a bra. Her back was bare underneath the criss cross straps.
She was wearing an almost identical pair of cowboy boots to him, and a slightly different black cowboy hat.
She'd put her hair into two braids, one hanging over each shoulder.
