Off the Track Series Book 3
An unexpected twist of fate finds Charlotte spending a late night turned early morning with Max Verstappen. The only catch - He doesn't even touch her, but they do touch each others hearts. After a lifetime of getting it...
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Fresh off the plane sporting a new tan, the second we land in England and I break straight for my favorite coffee place. The hotel can wait, I've been dreaming of these pastries for far too long. Thankfully it's still early and the whole day is in front of me to process what the hell just happened, and dig back into work mode since it was only a quick two hour skip over with days to go until Silverstone.
We're all professionals, here early before most to prepare again after partying the rest of the break. It's raining just like it did every day the last time I was here. Come to think of it, I haven't been since last time I was in England with Chad to meet his family. A trip we started nearly every day here, chatting and kissing over breakfast. We were so in love then.
Before everything went off like a bomb.
Those happy days are long gone.
After the pictures there's not even a possibility of friendship between us. Still... I can't help wondering why he did it. Hoping into the line I skim my emails, interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. Before I even have a process what's happening I turn around to face Chad. Clad in a trench coat and all black, bouquet of flowers in hand and sheepish smile on his face.
My heart instantly races.
And not in the good way.
"Hi." He says softly.
"Wow... Uh, hi." I glance around for camera's because this can't be real. Am I being punked? "What are you doing here?"
"I've been everything morning this week, hoping to catch you. I know this is your favorite spot."
Holy hell, he's been waiting for me? For days? Does he not realize I didn't bother blocking him so a phone call would have worked? "Oh." I say awkwardly, because I'm not sure what else to say.
"I got you these." He passes me the flowers and a coffee in hand I hadn't notice before like some kind of token to make everything that went wrong between us okay, looking at me like he wants a thank you. I'm so taken off guard my mind is short circuiting, unable to form a suitable answer. Not sure there is one for this situation.
"That's nice." I think. "What are you doing here Chad?" Asking so I don't scream what the fuck?
He rocks back on his heels, awkwardness so thick between us I'm confident the entire place feels it. "Have dinner with me." He says quickly.
"What?" I ask, sure I misheard. "You leaked my nudes for the entire world and you think I want to have dinner with you?"
"Dinner," he says, pleading eyes meeting mine. "Let me make it all up to you."
Oh god.
For the first time I realize there's no reasoning with him. He's so far past that there's only one thing left I can do and it's not a pretty option."Um..." He looks so sad, so hopeful it honestly makes my blood boil how unaware he is. "I'm kind of seeing someone."
