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“I have plenty of time.” Though I suspect he’s probably been here for a while. “What are you doing here? I thought I was flying with Jenny.”
She sent me a reminder about the car service and told me not to be late this morning, but there was no mention of Soren or her absence.
“Yeah, uh...” He grips the back of his neck, and he actually looks a little nervous. “She had an emergency and thought it would be a good time for us to do a second interview.”
“Emergency?”
He just grins, knowing it’s bullshit as much as I do. “She’s fired.”
“No, she’s not,” he says with certainty as he boards the plane, and I follow him. His seat is next to mine in first class, so there’s no avoiding him whatsoever, and after what I did in the shower only hours ago, it’s my cheeks that heat.
Jesus Christ. I jerked off to the man sitting next to me.
I wonder what he’d think if he knew that. Would he be horrified or maybe...
I shake away the thought of him being anything but horrified because Soren doesn’t want me.
That’s for damn sure.
I’m not sure what his type is, but I know, without a doubt, what it isn’t. I’m everything he hates.
And yeah, I’m 100 percent positive he’d be horrified.
This is going to be a really long damn trip.
CHAPTER11
SOREN
The past couple of days were strange. I thought for sure that picture would have had rumors flying. I mean, see a gay guy with another guy, and the world assumes. Right or wrong. They just do.
And sure, there were some who did. But mostly, it was just people angry because I looked happy with him. Wondering if I was finally getting him in line. Wanting more and more details about how I could stand being around him.
The hate was real.
And I didn’t like it.
I really didn’t like that I’d likely contributed to that hate with my past posts. I’ve posted that I’m working on a series of interviews with Royal and that maybe there’s more to him, but so far, it’s just been met with hate.
So much so that the last few days have been exhausting and beyond draining. Even if they were still for the most part being kind to me, there’s been a large call to stop the interviews with Royal.
A lot of them requested I move my focus to Axel and Sebastian.
But one thing I don’t do is bend to other people’s wills. I write and report on what I want to when I want to. I’m a freelance reporter for that reason. I don’t have a contract with any station or newspaper for that reason.
I agreed to take on this job, and I’m going to do everything I can to finish it. Even if Royal is in a particularly salty mood today, which seems to have started when he saw me at the airport this morning instead of Jenny.
I’ve been to races before, obviously, but Jenny thought it would be a good idea to shadow Royal the entire weekend throughout this series to try to find some likable parts of Royal the racer.
How? I still have no idea. But then I think about Worlds of Fun and how happy he looked there. How good he was with the children and his fans.
By the end of the weekend, he’s even quieter than he was at the beginning. He didn’t do so well during the races, but he didn’t do terrible either. Though I can tell it’s eating away at him.
There were no fights. No wrecks. And by the end, he does a polite interview with the press and retires to his hotel room. I should be proud of him because he behaved, but something just feels off.
And I don’t like it.
So I head to his room instead of my own, and after I knock and Royal answers, there’s no witty banter. There’s no sarcasm or playfulness, he just looks... tired.
