Getaway Car

Chapter Ten

Miami Grand Prix Week

Katherine POV

"Have you seen him?" I turn to Harper.

"Who?"

"Your boyfriend,"

"He's not my boyfriend,"

"But you want him to be," she smirks.

"No, I haven't seen him,"

I hadn't seen Lando in a few days. I was in Monaco, and he was somewhere else wherever that may have been.

"Hello ladies," Charles says, walking up to us Arthur following close behind.

"Boys," we greet them with a hug and make our way to the restaurant to meet the others.

"Before you look, he's not here," Max says.

"Do you know where he was?" He shakes his head.

"I've spoken to him, but I didn't ask him," I nod, taking a seat.

"Erm," Ollie looks up at us, "Katherine," I turn to him.

He holds out his phone, showing it to me.

"Lando Norris spotted with Australian model Gabrielle Reed. The two of them looked close. What does this mean for Katherine Button? The two British drivers announced their relationship two weeks ago. It looks like there's already trouble."

I handed the phone back to Ollie and shrugged to everyone, but really, I was upset. I knew I shouldn't have gotten a feeling for him.

Man holds my hand under the table, his thumb rubbing it. I give him a small smile. I didn't want to ruin dinner.

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"You sure you're okay?" Harper asks as we walk back to the hotel.

"I should have known its Lando Norris. I should have known better than to fall for him," she sighs

"I just thought he was falling for you two. I'm so disappointed,"

"It doesn't matter not really well wasn't together it was all fake,"

"What about the deal, though? won't this mess everything up?"

"No clue, but that's his problem," we reach the hotel and walk up to our rooms.

"Katie," I looked at her, her head tilting towards my door. Lando stood leaning against the wall next to it.

"Finally, I tried ringing you. Did you not get it?" I take my phone out 6 missed calls.

"It's on silent. What are you doing here?" He looks at Harper.

"We need to talk," Harper looks at me and then slowly walks into her room.

"I'll be in my room," she opens her door, giving me a thumbs up, then disappears.

I look at him and walk towards my door, opening it, letting him inside.

"Okay, talk,"

"I don't know if you've seen, but there's some pictures going round,"

"I've seen," try not to act pissed off.

"Oh, okay, those pictures are old," he walks over to me. "I haven't been near Gabrielle since that party, and I left and came over to you,"

"Their old?" He nods.

"From last year, I was with Ash these past few days," Ash was his photographer, "and I was also with Jon," his trainer.

"You came to my room to tell me they weren't from this week?" He nods "why"

"I couldn't have you thinking they were recent,"

"Why not?"

"The deal if you thought it everyone else would to," right the deal.

Lando POV

In the words of Charles Leclerc, I am stupid. Why did I say I didn't want her to think they were recent because of the deal? I didn't want her to think they were recent because I'm falling for her.

"Have you spoken to Marcus?"

"Yep," I make my way to the bed.

"What are you doing?"

"It's dark, and I'm tired,"

"So go to your room?" She makes her way over.

"But I'm comfy here," I move around.

"You are not sleeping here,"

"We've shared a bed before,"

"We had no other choice, but now we do," I grabbed her hand, pulling her down she came crashing on top of me.

"Just lay down and sleep,"

"I need to get changed," She mumbles. She is still on top of me. I let go of her, and she moved off me carefully.

She goes into the bathroom and I remove my clothes, leaving me in my boxers.

"You can't sleep like that," I watch her eyes travel over my body.

"Yes, I can," I pull the covers back, getting in, then pulling her side back, waiting for her to get in.

She does, and I throw it back over her.

"There's not enough pillows to do what we did in Australia,"

"We don't need to make a barrier," she turns to me. I pull her closer by her waist. She is inches away.

"Lando,"

"Katherine," i smirk. "I want to cuddle, so deal with it now turn around."

She reluctantly does so. I put my arm under her head the other on her waist, and our bodies tangled together. Friends, that's all we are, right? Wrong because if we were friends, I wouldn't be trying my hardest not to get a hard on.

"Are you comfy?" I ask.

"Yes, are you,"

"The comfiest I've ever been."

Katherine POV

I wake up with arms wrapped around me. I move around trying to get out his grip, but his hand grabs my waist.

"You need to stop moving,"

"Why?" He pulls me closer by my waist, and I feel why I should stop moving.

"It's a hate boner I swear," he mumbles, I laugh, shaking my head.

"I mean it Katherine stop fucking moving," my ass was pressed against him.

"Then let go of me," he removes his hand, and I move away.

"I'm not going to be able to move for a while," he says, looking under the covers, then turns to me "this is all your fault,'