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I try to kill him with my death stare. Sadly, it doesn’t work, so in the end I back down, mumbling to myself. As I walk by Mai, I give her a supportive pat on the back. It must be really hard to be married to that prick. She needs all the support she can get.
The thought gets me chuckling and lifts my mood, so I find Isaac who’s still with Charles, and ask for a lowdown on the car that Freddy’s driving. I’m going to make sure I’m the best bloody saleswoman out here and then Henry can shove his snark up his arse.
My circulating and talking cars, even with limited facts, keeps me so distracted I’m only partially aware of the race taking place. I’ve talked two old guys with too much cash into visiting the garage and seeing the available models when Grant comes up and gives me a glass of red wine. “Have you seen where Freddy is?”
“Nope.” I turn one tentative eye towards the track but can’t really make much out.
"Third at the moment,” Grant boasts proudly, giving my arm an excited squeeze.
"Is that good?” I ask with a large mouthful of wine.
“Ooh, that’s better than good. He hasn’t done this in a decade and yet he’s not lost his edge at all. This is what he needs in his life; well, apart from you of course.” Grant inclines his head.
“Well, that’s good.”
“I reckon your Isaac is going to have a gift as well.” Grant’s slate-grey eyes level with mine and I know he’s probing for information, waiting for me to slip up and admit something.
“I doubt that very much if his car skills are like mine.”
Grant’s lips twitch at a smile, but he lets it go and I get back to my schmoozing.
I don’t know how much time has passed, my eyes averted from the race, when I feel arms wrap tight around my waist. Looking down, I see the blue of Freddy’s race suit and breathe such a sigh of relief I can’t speak for a long, long moment. A kiss under my ear and a chuckle sets my heart racing.
Ignoring the old bugger I’m talking to, I turn in Freddy’s arms and reach onto tiptoes so I can kiss him on the mouth. “Thank you,” I say, not breaking my lips from his.
“What for?” The warmth generating from his body is setting my own on a path to combustion.
“For not crashing, being consumed with flames, and making me sit in a hospital for five months.”
"Well then, that’s my pleasure.” His mouth comes back on mine, and we perform some seriously inappropriate snogging in front of an old person.
The old guy has wandered off when I finally open my eyes again and look up into Freddy’s dancing blues.
"So, aren’t you going to ask me where I came in?”
“Yes.”
“Second.” He pecks my lips again and I show my appreciation by grabbing hold of his face with my hands and holding him still while I kiss his face off.Freddy-Snog-Your-Face-Off-Bale, that’s what I used to call him.The blocked memory nearly knocks me off my feet.
"Well, don’t you want to know what I’ve been doing, while you’ve been wasting time in your car?”
"Wasting time! How rude.” He chuckles and slides his arm around my back, guiding me through the throng of people. He nods and waves to well-wishers who acknowledge him, and it’s a bit like being out with a minor celebrity. I never got to see this bit before because we were too busy watching Freddy get airlifted to hospital.
“I’ve been selling your cars. We’ve got two people coming this week to see them at the garage.”
“We?”
“Yes, we. I will need to be there, obviously, to make sure the sales goes through.”
“Yes, Ma’am."
“Also, I have a question for you.”
“What?” He looks hesitant.
“Would you like to stay at mine tonight?”
I watch as my words register. Understanding dawns on his face followed by an absolute killer smile. “Did you talk to Isaac?”
“I did.” I’m grinning, too.
“And?”
“I think you’ve cracked the nod. I honestly believe we can do this, Freddy. This is our time.”
He pulls me into his side and kisses me on the cheek. “It’s always been our time. I was just too much of a dick to realise it before.”
And that, I just can’t argue with.
