Lando Norris has known Stephania Anderson almost his whole life, but the childhood friends had a rough falling out when she started dating his then teammate. Now four years later, he finds himself back in her life and he has to deal with the feelin...
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60. The Secret of Us
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Thursday: Mediaday in Singapore
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It was Thursday morning, and the soft light filtering through the curtains barely reached the bed where Stephania lay, half-awake, next to Lando. She was perched precariously on the edge of the bed, and with sleepy irritation in her voice, she mumbled, "Oh my god, get up! You're taking up the whole bed."
Lando, surprisingly energetic and playful for the early hour, chuckled and said, "Well, good morning to you too." Ignoring her complaint, he wrapped his arms around her torso and pulled her towards him, spooning her in a warm embrace.
Stephania giggled, despite trying to stay firm. "I said, get up. We have to get ready soon."
"I don't want to let go of you," Lando murmured, his voice laced with affection. Then, without warning, he slid down under the covers, his head now resting on her lower stomach.
"Lando?" Stephania asked, confused but amused. "What are you doing?"
"I can hear your tummy gurgling," Lando laughed, his voice muffled beneath the sheets.
"Well, I'm hungry," Stephania said, trying to sound stern but failing as a small smile tugged at her lips. She grabbed her phone to check their schedule for the day, trying to refocus.
"I'm hungry too," Lando responded, his tone suddenly playful and teasing. "But for something different." His mischievous grin was almost audible, and Stephania's heart fluttered at his flirtation.
As she attempted to concentrate on the schedule, Lando began placing soft kisses down her stomach, slowly making his way to her upper thigh. Stephania's breath hitched, trying to maintain her composure as she began reading out loud the things they had to do for the day.
"I have a meeting with—" she started, but Lando's warm breath against her skin, each kiss drawing nearer to her sensitive spots, made it incredibly difficult to stay focused.
Her voice wavered as his kisses lingered, and she finally gave up trying to read the schedule, a mix of soft laughter and exasperation bubbling up as Lando's playful teasing persisted.
Lando swiftly yanked the covers off, revealing his tousled hair and slightly annoyed expression as he glanced at Stephania's phone in her hand. His eyes narrowed with playful frustration.
"What's happening on there," he said, his voice laced with mock disapproval, "cannot be as important as what's happening down here." With a quick motion, he reached up and grabbed the phone, tossing it to the side.
