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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Oh.
All at once I have a bad feeling about this.
A very bad one.
It's making that blank slate I promised myself not feel so blank anymore.
I should have known when Lando got all tense and silent after the pills announced we were about to land. The man is a never ending ball of energy - Right up until he's about to see Max's family that is.
Not a good sign either, that.
Too late now there's two cars, a truck and a red sports car accompanied with a young girl, max of twenty with dark brown hair and an silver haired man who must be Max's dad.
His mom isn't around.
"Dad, this is Cat." Max says, gesturing with his hand.
Ding Ding Ding, that's me.
It's not an ordinary homecoming by any means with no hands shook or hugs exchanged.
We simply got off the plane and all stood as a collective together just like Lance and I have a thousand times, more business than family.
Or I guess in this case more blood than family.
The only business they seem interested in is racing.
Smiling I do my best, extending my hand to his Dad. Hand or hug? I don't know but this one feels right.
He doesn't bother shaking it.
"Ah, so you're the one distracting my son from preforming." Jos says cooly.
I drop my hand, looking into his icy eyes. They look so cold it almost reminds me of the nightwalkers from game of thrones, dead inside and nothing but fight left in them.
Max looks like he wants to throw something.
Lando looks excited, always one to love the tea.
Allyson coughs in awkwardness, "There she is! The girl my brother won't shut up about," His sister hands me flowers before pulling me into a hug. "I'm so thrilled to meet you."
"The pleasure is all mine."
"Damn," Lando mutters "Nothing for old washed up me?"
Her face flushes as they hug. Excuse me, is on the tip of my tongue. Max beats me to it "Dad, keys?" Extending his hand for the keys to the sports car as opposed to the Audi SUV his sister pulled up in.
Oh fuck am I glad he got a separate car.
I sure as hell don't want to be riding with his dad.
Keys are exchanged, so I hop into the back and just let Max drive.
That's what he does.
Lando looks up, exhaling "I forgot what a dick your dad is." Fuck, I'm glad I didn't have to be the one to say it. "I take it you don't want to go golfing with us?" He wiggles a playful eyebrow in the rearview mirror to me.
