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11.

Lando's next race was in The Netherlands, which was quite convenient because it was only a short flight.

I packed a few outfits and my laptop so I could still work while I was there.

He obviously didn't book an extra room for me, I quite expected that because for starters we had to pretend that we liked each other.

And on the other hand, we saw each other naked already, a few times now.

It didn't really bother me, he had the biggest room anyways so we could still distance ourselves if necessary.

"So it's practices today, which isn't that interesting" Lando said as he grabbed his bag. "You better pack your laptop so you can keep yourself busy"

"Can't I watch it?" I frowned.

"Uh-yeah you can" he shrugged. "I just didn't think you would want to watch it"

"Of course I do" I smiled.

I wasn't gonna bring my laptop to the paddock, I wanted to be present for him. I would work a little when I got back to the room.

We drove to the track together, we both walked up to the entrance and I could hear him sigh a little. He held his hand out for me.

"You wanna hold hands, or?" He asked softly as he looked at me. He definitely seemed different here. I got to know him as the party guy, who got drunk and took me home to fuck.

But obviously he was way more calm and professional here.

"Sure, you have nice hands so yea-" I quickly stopped and grabbed his hand. Why did I say that.

Maybe I was a little nervous after all, but hey, at least I didn't lie. He had nice hands.

He chuckled at that. "You have nice hands too"

I would take that compliment, even though he probably just said that so I wouldn't be embarrassed.

We walked to his hospitality, a big orange one.

"So I'm number four, and my teammate Oscar has number 81" he explained as he pointed at the numbers.

I already knew he used number four. I spend enough time in his apartment to know that.

But I still nodded, listened to him carefully because I noticed he liked explaining stuff to me.

"Hi dude! Good to see you again" an older guy walked up to us, causing Lando to drop my hand.

"And I see you brought a friend?" The guy asked as he looked at me.

"Uh, yeah this is Riley" Lando introduced me. "She's uh-" he was fumbling. He didn't know what to say, he probably didn't want to introduce me as his girlfriend.

Because I wasn't.

But he also needed to keep the act up in some way.

"We occasionally share a bed" I said as I held my hand out to the guy. He looked at me with a frown and back at Lando.

He started laughing and shook my hand. "I am Zak, I'm the CEO of Mclaren Racing"

And as he was shaking my hand, he looked at me, narrowed his eyes a little. "Did I meet you before? It's like I've seen you before?"

"Uh-no I don't think so" I shrugged. I never saw him before, or did I?
Maybe at some sort of event my dad dragged me to.

I took my hand back and smiled. "Anyways, it was nice meeting you"

Lando probably noticed that I was slightly uncomfortable because he put his hand on my back. "We are gonna relax and eat a little"

And that's what we did. We grabbed some food and sat down on an empty table.

"So, you know Zak?" Lando frowned.

"No, I don't"

"Come on, be honest now" he raised his eyebrow with a smirk.

"I am honest" I was started to get annoyed. "Besides, why are you so bothered about it?"

"Bothered?" He snorted. "He is my boss and you're the one who moans in my ear late at night so yea-"

"I don't moan" I interrupted him.

"Well yeah you do" he smirked even more now. Probably wanted to add a snarky comment but his head snapped in another direction.

I followed his gaze, and I immediately understood what was going on.

The girl on the picture walked in. The girl he was still in love with, was here.
Walking in his hospitality.

This wasn't gonna be a regular weekend.