Chapter Thirty-One

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Winter Break

Katherine POV

"Come on, champ," Lando says, pulling the cover from on top of me.

"Let me sleep,"

"No," he grabbed the pillow I placed over my head, throwing it on the floor. "We have places to go now. Get up." I groan, lifting my head up to look at him.

"I hate you,"

"You love me now. Come on, I've turned the shower on all you need to do. It gets in it," I drag myself out of bed and make my way to the bathroom. I get undressed stepping under the water.

I feel a body behind me. Lando starts kissing my neck.

"I decided I needed one too," I smile, turning around he lifts me up, attaching our lips once again.

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"You guys took your time," Max says as we make our way downstairs.

"I needed to take a shower," he nods, and Lando winks at me, taking the luggage and loading up the car.

"Charles hurry up, mate," Max shouts out the window. I look out to see the man running through a crowd of people and hopping in the front seat.

"As much as I love my fans, can't they just leave me alone for one second,"

"Not with a face like that," Lando says. I rest my head on his shoulder as Max drives to the airport.

We arrive and board not long after.

"Monaco, first then, where are you guys off too?" Charles asks.

"I don't know wherever the wind takes us,"

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"He's so fucking whipped," Max days as we look at Lando he wouldn't let me carry anything.

"He worships the ground you walk on," I laugh

"He does not," Lando looks, dropping the bags and kneeling down hands out in front of him.

"What are you doing," I laugh

"Worshipping the ground, you walk out," he winks at me and gets up. Max laughs.

"I'm posting this to the group," Lando shrugs.

Charles makes a whipping sound, and Lando flips him off. As we get out of the airport

"Playboy Lando Norris falls in love who would have thought," i look towards where the voice came from. Gabrielle stands in front of us.

Lando pulls me closer to him as he looks at the women in front.

"I don't think we've met," she holds her hand out for me to take, "Gabrielle Reed." I nod, not taking her hand, earning a small laugh from Lando.

"Anyway," she moves her hand, looking at Lando. "I've missed having you around." Charles and Max eyes go wide as they make eye contact with me.

"That's a shame. I've not missed having you around," she sighs, then looks me up and down.

"I don't see the hype," she shakes her head. "I mean, you rejected me for this," 

"Is she for real?" I ask Max, nods his head at me."I'm standing right here. You can address me,"

Lando POV

I looked at Max he was looking at Kat smiling.

"I could talk to you, but I'd rather not plus theres not much to look at," Katherine is too sweet for this I tilt my head to Max for help but he shrugs Charles looks nervous as the two women look at each other.

"Okay, that's enough," I was stopped when Kat raises her head for me to stop talking. I shut my mouth instantly.

"Let her talk," Gabrielle smiles.

"I mean, he could have this, but he settles for that," she motions between the two of them. Max pulls me away. "I mean, look at me. No wonder you're jealous," Kat laughs.

"Me jealous of you? Bless your delusional heart," my eyebrows raise."You couldn't even climb high enough to be on my level," I've just fallen in love with her all over again

"I don't know who you think you are, but what me and Lando have is special," Gabrielle says

"You talk a lot for an unsaved number,"

"God, I love that woman," I say louder than expected.

"I've got nothing to be jealous of or about its me he comes home too," she takes my hand. "Have a nice day," Kat says, smiling at her as I trail behind her.

"Can you talk down to me like that in bed?" I ask her when we get in the car, and she looks at me,"what it's turned me on. "

"How turned on, are you?" She asks. I grab her hand, placing it over my joggers. "You better drive home fast than baby,"

"Have they got in their car?" She nods as they drive past. I start the car. He hand still over my joggers.

"You can move your hand it's not helping the situation," she leans in, kissing under my ear.

"I know something that will help the situation," her hand slips under my joggers and into my boxers. I pick up the speed.

"Fuck Baby," she giggles to herself as she removes her hand "your a tease you know that,"

"Get me home and you can do whatever you want to me," I couldn't care less about a speeding ticket I pressed down on the gas.

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