Deals with Daisy // LN4

82 ~ Denver

Lando's POV

I love Denver.

It was a bit of a random pick to come here in the first place but now that we had been it was always going to be somewhere that I gravitated towards. That was all I could think of as the wheels on the bottom of the plane took off the landing strip and I was left looking over Daisy's head at the land as it rushed by below, getting further away by the second. Had everything gone perfectly over the last four days? No, of course not. It was me and Daisy... things never went according to plan, but God it was still fantastic. I knew things were never easy with us, that would be too normal and we were both anything but normal, but I honestly thought things were going well. I was still surprised that she'd said she loved me that first night. I was even more surprised when she said that she loved me the next morning as well but I loved it. I was obsessed with those words. Every time she said them I could literally feel them in my chest and I loved it.

What I didn't love was that every time I said them back to her, I could see a moment of excitement on her face before her eyes dulled, showing her mind rejecting my statement. She couldn't help it. I knew she couldn't but it still hurt and annoyed us both. Me because I just wanted her to understand and her because well... I kept saying no to taking things any further with her and her, I think, because of the same reason. We had fun... we enjoyed ourselves and we slept next to each other every night which was my main priority... because I'm so far down the rabbit hole that there is truly no hope of me coming back. This was my new reality and I was determined that nothing would ever reverse it. I liked it when she fell asleep in my arms, pillows abandoned on the floor. I enjoyed the time she spent just scrolling through her phone as she lay on my chest before we went to sleep, my hands would brush through her hair as she showed me whatever was on her screen and I enjoyed it because as she got tired, it felt as though it was the only time of day that she wasn't fighting it.

But we had to leave eventually and the time was up today. The fresh air, the isolation, the peace, and the quiet had been good. They'd been essential to help slow everything down, and to give us both a little time to adjust because I was also learning how to be around her now. I found myself having to remind not just her but myself as well that I was now allowed to reach out for her hand. That I could kiss her on the cheek or better yet - on the lips. It was a learning process but I was getting there. We were both getting there and I knew that was true because as we sat on this plane right now, she was nestled under my arm with her eyes closed, asleep on my chest, and visibly cuddling me. She was either unaware of the air stewardess or she didn't care and I was pleased with either option.

I took the time to open up my laptop, significantly slowed in my typing by the redhead under my arm but it didn't stop me as I looked at the email I'd received from Time. I knew from the moment we went on our walk that Daisy was procrastinating calling them, trying to put off replying or accepting and so I decided to send an email to the person who contacted her - Penelope - to find out it was still very much a live one and they were desperate to have her. They heard the story, the deals were all public now and they knew that she needed to be there and I couldn't have been prouder. I know a lot of people would be ready to discount her work and her efforts, assuming that I got her here somehow but I knew that she was self-made. Everything she had, she'd earned every last penny. They then asked me if I would write her bio as that's how it was normally done - from someone who worked with her and despite a moment of hesitation around whether Jack or Jimmy should do it, I'd said yes quickly. I was now finding out that it was going to be significantly harder than any other work I had done in my life because two short paragraphs were not even close to being enough space to describe her. Filming the video would be a lot easier. 

There is something uniquely captivating about being in Astera Rossi's presence, or as I and others close enough to her are fortunate to call her - Daisy. In this world where hard work and perseverance are two rare qualities and in which authenticity is even rarer, Daisy is all wrapped into one person. Through a decade's worth of passion and hard work, coming from nothing and no pre-existing relationships in this world, Daisy has cemented herself as a Titan in the sports world. Many names across the sports and entertainment world look forward to seeing her name on their caller ID when the phone rings because it means something good is about to happen to them. She has changed the lives of many, making sports dynasties and household names across almost every sport, fighting every second of the day for the best deals for her clients while striving to maintain their relationships with those who truly matter - the fans.