Right On Track

Chapter 73

"Vivaaa Las Vegas!"
"Shut up,Daniel."
"Nope."
Kiara arched a brow,watching Max and Daniel."How are you guys so energetic this early?I could have been asleep."
"Same here,actually."Max said."And Daniel...Well,seems like the daily coffee of his does it's work."
"What?"Daniel shrugged."I'm just excited.I've always wanted to race in Vegas."
"Apparently the track is around zero degrees."Max said with a pout,glancing around the breakfast area of the hotel.
"Apparently so."Kiara sighed,shaking her head.It meant that the track would be a little more slippery.
"At least we don't have anything after today's meeting."Daniel said."You guys want to go out?"
"Sure."Max nodded.
"Sorry,can't."Kiara pursed."I would have...But I already said I would go with Ivy to watch Carlos,Pierre and Lando play at the Netflix Cup."
"But you hate golf."
"When I'm playing,yes."She nodded."But if I get to see Lando almost hit someone,I'm sure it won't be too bad."
"Aww,going to support Carlos?"Max teased."How sweet."
"Hey-"
"You better kiss him good luck,Ki."Daniel said."He probably can't go without it."
"Shut up."Kiara snapped,threatening to spill her coffee on them.
"Oh,Kiara.Please,Carlos needs your support!"Daniel continued to act dramatic.
"Yes!"Max pitched in."The only way to win it is with the power of love."
"Ew,that is so cheesy."Kiara snapped,hitting Max on the arm."Just stop already!"
They both snickered and Kiara flipped them off.

"I should have brought my sunglasses."Ivy pouted.
Kiara laughed at her,shaking her head."I was right and you were wrong."
"Shut up."Ivy playfully hit her on the hand.
Kiara chuckled,then turned to look at the starting point of the competition.
She looked forward,watching Carlos ready himself for the next point of the Netflix Cup challenge.
She had to admit,as much as she got bored of golf,this was actually getting fun.So far,Lando and Alex were the ones out of the competition.Pierre and Carlos had been able to advance onto the next round.Earlier on,Lando had actually messed up one of his shots because of the big Squid Game figure that freaked him out.Ivy wouldn't stop laughing at him after that one.She even made a point of getting Kiara to film their reactions to it.Alex,on the other hand,had done a little better than Lando.Well,except from when he fell to the ground after hitting the ball.
"Should I go or...?"
"Let me guess,"Kiara said."You want to go find Lando so you can laugh at him again?"
"Yes."Ivy nodded.She actually didn't have much of a reason to stay,since Lando was already just doing a short photoshoot near the exit of the golf course.Since he was out of the competition,he didn't have much reason to stay.
"And leave me to stand here alone?"Kiara sighed."Fine,I see how it is."
"What?"
"Choosing your guy over your bestfriend?I see..."She joked.
"Listen,Ki."Ivy crossed her arms."I'm not going let you rub it in my face when Carlos wins the Netflix Cup."
"So,you admit that he's going to win?"
"Ugh,no!"She shook her head."Now, I'm rooting for Pierre."
"Oh,really?"
"Don't believe me?"Ivy arched a brow,then looked towards the spot where Pierre and his partner stood at the start of the next challenge."Hey,Pierre!You got this,so kick some Sainz!"
"Oh,God."Kiara covered her face,laughing as the surrounding crowd turned to look while Pierre just looked confused.
Carlos turned around and lifted an eyebrow from where he stood,his Ferrari hoodie making it easy to spot him against the hill of the golf course.
Kiara mouthed the word sorry to him.He just laughed,giving a dismissive wave.
"Really?"Kiara gave Ivy a flat look.
Ivy shrugged.
But before she could say anything,someone grabbed her from behind and picked her up,carrying her away to the side.
"Did I hear you cheer someone else's name a second ago?"Lando asked as he carried her away.
"Let go!"Ivy thrashed in his arms."Kiara!Help me-"
Kiara just shrugged,turning away as Lando dragged her away and disappeared into the crowd.The next challenge was about to start,actually.
Though,a minute later,Carlos put down his golf stick and ran over to Kiara.
"Hold for me."He said,then pulled off his hoodie and handed it to her,his T-shirt beneath almost lifting up.
"Okay?"Kiara arched a brow as he gave her the hoodie.
"Gracias."He said,about to turn.But he stopped."Kiss on the cheek?"
"No."
"Fine."He sighed,turning and running back to where he needed to be.
Kiara smirked,watching as he looked over his shoulder longingly.It was five days since they made that little bet.And currently,Kiara would say that she would win.He already seemed to be losing his mind.Though,he wouldn't admit it.That's all she needed him to do.To admit it aloud.
The final round of the Netflix Cup began,Pierre and Carlos starting with their partners.Kiara didn't entirely understand what was going on.But she just knew that she was happy when she saw Carlos' name in the lead.
She looked ahead,seeing his shirt hug onto him as lifted the golf stick and hit the ball.His expression was firm,focused through it all.He had now taken off his cap,setting it aside and loosing a breath.
As she watched,clutching his hoodie in one hand,she swallowed.What had she gotten herself into?Getting into a bet like that...It would be an effort not to show anything after this.They weren't even sharing a hotel room anymore.But,as much as she was the one who was thinking of doing it first,he was the one to put it into action.She didn't expect Carlos to actually request for their room bookings to go back to normal.
With a sigh,Kiara held the Ferrari hoodie in her hands,seeing him go further out of view and down the golf course.
She was too busy looking down the course to realize that she was lifting his damn hoodie closer to her face,breathing in the scent.
There was a shuffle nearby and Kiara quickly pulled the hoodie away from her face,clutching to her side again as she remembered that there were camera men everywhere.It was no use now,though.Heat rose to her cheeks as she realized that she had done that in front of the cameras.Hopefully Carlos wouldn't see that.
A while passed by and Kiara found herself holding a breath as it came down to Carlos and Pierre's final shot.
And she loosed that breath when the winner was announced.

Carlos Sainz

"Carlos!"Camera men continuously called from all sides.
"Lift it!"One of them shouted,trying to get a photo of the Netflix cup.
Carlos grinned,holding the trophy in one hand,a champagne bottle in the other.
His eyes searched the surrounding crowd and he saw Kiara standing nearby,her arms folded as she watched him.
He winked at her,seeing his hoodie still in one of her hands.Surprisingly,she hadn't given it to someone else to hold.He just smiled at her,then looked around at the crowd again.
"One more time!"A few camera men asked him to lift the trophy again.
He did so,lifting it with his golf partner.
Then,just as he thought it was going fine,the trophy slipped.
There were a few laughs,boos and gasps as Carlos froze in place and saw the Netflix Cup broken on the floor.
Carlos swore under his breath in Spanish,the sound of cameras clicking,murmurs and laughs blocking it out.
"Cabron."A familiar voice shouted.
Carlos lifted his gaze to see who had called him such a word.And his eyes widened as he saw Kiara,a grin on her face as she looked him up and down,then the trophy.Well,at least she knew something in Spanish now.
Carlos laughed to hide his embarrassment over the little incident of the trophy.He soon just let it off lightly as he saw Kiara laugh at him again.

After the small celebration,Carlos was on his way back to the hotel.Kiara had already left,gone to the hotel where the other Red Bull members were staying.She had given his hoodie to Rupert before leaving.
"She just left?"Carlos arched a brow.
Rupert nodded.
"Oh,come on.She didn't even stay to see me?"He sighed,but knew very well why."I think this calls for-"
"We are not going to get fast food."Rupert pointed a finger.
"Nobody needs to know."
"You do realize you're asking your literal personal trainer for fast food?"He frowned.
Carlos chuckled at Rupert's expression,parking his Ferrari outside the hotel."Are sure she didn't leave anything else?"
"Nope."Rupert said.
Carlos nodded,knowing that he would text about it later.
They were about to get out of the car,but Rupert quickly said."Wait,Chilli!"
"¿Por que?"Carlos arched a brow."Vamos,idiota.I'm tired."
"Lando asked me to show you this.He said that only you're allowed to see it."He said,pulling out his phone and typing in a few things.He handed the phone over.
Carlos looked down at the screen.He watched the video of Kiara at the day's event and a smile crept to his face as he saw her literally sniff his hoodie,even holding it to her chest at one point.
Though,she nearly dropped it when she saw another camera man nearby.
"Can I see?"Rupert asked.
"Nope."Carlos chuckled,sending the video to his own number,then deleting it off Rupert's phone.To be honest,at first he didn't even know why Lando had sent it to Rupert.But then he caught onto it.If Kiara asked Lando why he sent the video to Carlos,Lando could simply deny it without lying.Ivy was probably in on that.Both now knew about the bet and had probably made on of their own to see who between Carlos and Kiara would give in first.
Carlos handed Rupert his phone,then got out of the car,a smile on his face.Clearly Kiara was finding it harder than he thought.Now,he just had to think of a wat to provoke her even more.