[FANFICTION]
❛❛ I've loved you for longer than I even realized,❜❜
In her debut Formula 1 season with childhood friend Lando Norris, Blake Voss is thrust into a whirlwind of emotions, balancing the exhilarating demands of racing with the complexities...
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Blake woke up the next day with a pounding headache, the events of the previous night a hazy blur. As her vision started to clear, she looked around the unfamiliar room, her heart racing as she realized her luggage wasn't there. Instead, a different set of luggage sat in the corner—someone else's belongings.
"Shit," Blake muttered, panic settling in. She glanced around, careful not to make a noise.
"Ah, there you are, awake," a familiar voice spoke up.
Blake flinched, her head whipping toward the sound. Relief washed over her as she saw the familiar face of the blonde driver.
"You can't scare me like that, Logan," Blake groaned, rubbing her temples.
"Sorry, you were too drunk yesterday, so I decided to bring you to my room. Didn't think it was safe for you to stay alone in your room in such a state." Logan walked to the edge of the bed and took a seat, handing her an Advil and a glass of water.
Blake winced upon hearing she was drunk. She could only imagine what she did. Realizing she was in Logan's bed, she panicked, thinking of the possibilities that could have happened last night. She immediately lifted the sheets, seeing she was in more comfortable clothes.
"Did we...?" Blake asked cautiously, earning a laugh from the American.
"No, you were drunk. I wouldn't do that. I'm a gentleman. I just put you into more comfortable clothes. Here, take this." Logan handed her an Advil and a glass of water. "You reek of alcohol, though. I suggest you take a bath."
"Thanks," Blake shot back sarcastically, making Logan chuckle.
"Hey, no problem. I'm here to help," Logan grinned. "Besides, if I left you alone, you might have ended up dancing on tables or something."
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