A pair of very familiar bright blue eyes were staring at her and her stomach twitched when he smiled at her with his eyes twinkling.
'What are you doing here?' was the only thing she could think of to say. He had told her that he only needed to be back at the factory next week and that he had some sponsor event in Germany.
'Surprise,' he grinned and he sat down at the table opposite Keira. 'Thought you needed someone to celebrate with.'
'You didn't even know if I would get the job,' she said and pulled away her tray to make more space.
'Oh come on, who wouldn't hire you!' he said with a playful smile and checked if there was any food left on the tray. When he saw there wasn't he pulled a sad face and spied at the table next to them.
'I guess I have a job now,' she grinned, 'God, that sounds so weird! Also the salary is way higher than I had expected.' That was true, she had goggled when she had read the figure Christian had written down and had wanted to sign right there and then without reading the rest of the contract.
'Not as much as I do,' he chuckled and a cheeky grin appeared on his face.
'I do have a list of things I still want,' she shot back. That damn smile of his was getting to her every time and it made it really hard for her to focus on something else.
'I'm not Santa!' he replied and he pulled a face.
'No, you would need a white beard for that,' she grinned.
'Would that make me more handsome?' Seb was stroking his chin and waggled his eyebrows.
She laughed at his idiotic impression of having a beard. 'Stick to this, this at least makes you look good,' she said while shaking her head.
'You find me good looking, I knew it,' he winked and he stood up, picking up the empty tray to put it away.
She felt her cheeks flush and was glad that Seb had walked away. Her eyes were on his behind again when he bent over slightly to clean the tray and she felt her breathing getting heavier. He was wearing a light grey Red Bull shirt which showed his abs pretty well. She now knew how he looked without his shirt and that wasn't helping her to stop staring at him. Her eyes were now drawn to his strong arms and remembered how he had put them around her, pulling her closer to him. His messy blonde hair was styled the same way as the night of the party and she felt a slight sense of disappointment that she hadn't ran her fingers through it then. She averted her eyes when he walked back to her and smiled innocently, like she hadn't been checking him out a few seconds before.
'Come on, I'll show you around the factory and introduce you to a few guys. I also promised Christian to bring you to Gavin, who is the performance engineer of Mark. He'll be your mentor the first few weeks and show you what is expected of you,' he said as he had put his hands on the table.
'You are my guide?' she said in surprise and her heart jumped a little.
'You don't think I'm capable of showing you around?' he said trying to look hurt, but he wasn't very successful. 'You know we're going to work closely together, if you think I'm incompetent you can still tell Christian you don't want the job,' he grinned.
'I thought being a racing driver meant you had thick skin,' she replied in an annoyed voice, but a smile was visible on her lips.
He stuck his tongue out and she grinned, he could be such a child sometimes. She followed him when he waved to the guys who were still eating and led her out of the canteen. It was clear that Seb was a regular here, because he knew the factory like it was his own home. He kept pointing at rooms and people and explaining what or who they were, often taking time to have a little chat and introduce her as his new performance engineer. They visited the R&D department and visited the shops were they made all the parts for the cars, but the thing she had been looking forward to the most was seeing the cars themselves.
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Never Again
FanfictionLove is beautiful, love should be beautiful and feeling safe is not a privilege, but a basic need. When you don't know what to feel, who to trust or who to be, you say to yourself: never again. Until one day you meet someone. A man with blue eyes, t...