Physical love

25.

I did what Jesse told me, I went to the Mclaren hospitality.
Normally I wouldn't be allowed in here, but it was pretty empty right now.

Everyone was still concentrating on the race.

Except for me, I didn't care about it anymore.

I walked up to his driver's room, didn't know he would be there for sure but hopefully he was.

I let out a little breath as I knocked on his door.

No answer.

So I knocked again, still no answer.

Just as I wanted to walk away, his trainer walked to me, he probably wanted to walk in Lando's driver's room.

He stopped, looked at me and I looked at him.

Busted.

He nodded, gave me a thumbs up and walked away.

Okay, so Lando was actually in his driver's room. This time I didn't knock on his door, I just walked in.

Lando was laying on the couch, his cap was covering his eyes and most of his face.
He didn't even look up.

"Lando?" I said softly, didn't know if he was sleeping or not but as soon as I said his name, he took his cap off his face and looked up. "Gianna!"

"Am I disturbing you?" I asked, closing the door behind me.

"No not at all" he quickly fixed his curls

"Are you feeling better?" He asked, sitting up. I nodded. Sitting next to him. "Yeah, Max brought me chicken soup"

He nodded with a smile. "That's nice of him"

I narrowed my eyes, why was he being like this? He was always being so closed off.

It was hard breaking through his walls.

"Let's get out of here" I said.

"Are you done working?" He asked, frowning a little. "Yes I am"

I wasn't, Milan probably still wanted me to do the interviews after the race, but I didn't care about that anymore.

Sky Sports was fine, but I already had other offers on the table anyways.

"Okay" he nodded, smiled a little and got up.

We walked out of the hospitality together, walked out of the paddock. I didn't have a plan, didn't think about it.

Fuck, what were we supposed to do?

We stopped in front of his car, he looked at me. "What now?"

"I didn't think this far ahead" I shrugged.

He started laughing. God, his laugh was so cute.

"We can watch a movie? In your room?" I asked. I was still feeling sick, and I'm sure he was still in pain.

And I didn't want Max to disturb us, so his room was a better idea than mine.

"Sure" he nodded, opened the car door for me. "After you princess"

My heart skipped a beat. Kept skipping beats whenever I was around him.

He took me to his hotel, walked up to his room in complete silence.
We used to laugh and joke around all the time.

What changed?

"You want a more comfortable shirt?" He asked. "Oh yes please" I smiled.

He gave me one of his shirts, crawled up next to each other in the bed after that.

He was so different from Max, he was shy. Max would pull me against his body, cuddle me immediately.

Lando didn't.

He was just watching the movie next to me. Didn't he know that watching movies was a way to get closer to each other?

To cuddle, maybe feel each other up?

Maybe he wasn't interested in me at all, maybe he did saw me just as a friend?

Whatever, I was gonna try something, my last try.

"Is your back still hurting?" I asked, breaking the silence between us. "Unfortunately yes"

"Okay, turn around" I said, which made him look at me with a frown. "Wha-"

"Lay on your belly and take your shirt off"

He chuckled, but still took his shirt off. He was sitting in front of me, shirtless.

And I took the opportunity to look at his chest. If I couldn't break down his walls, I still saw his gorgeous body.

Definitely a win.

He turned around, on his belly and I sat down on top of him.

He probably didn't have body oil or whatever so I would just massage him without.

Put my hands on his back, putting my fingers on his skin, softly.

The muscles in his back softened a little, and hopefully he would softened up a little too.

I had him under me, he couldn't run away now. So it was the perfect time to ask him something.

Something that was on my mind for a few days now. Something that I would be too scared to ask if he was looking in my eyes.

"Lando?" I asked softly, letting my hands brush against his back. "Yeah?" He mumbled.

"Why haven't you kissed me yet?"