Page 61 of Rider Forbidden
She hands me a cappuccino already prepared and a note. “A certain someone wanted me to give you this and this.”
I open the note.
Danish,
I had to go to the pit early today to work on something with Denny. Thought you might need this coffee to keep you awake. Later baby
J xx
I go to my office with a smile on my face.
Later in the day, I'm sat at my desk, Sophie at hers, getting on with our work. I hear my phone buzz with a text, it's from Jack.
You busy? I'm in the pit all alone and could do with your help on something?
I grin, I want a fix of him, he’s alone, he doesn't need to ask me twice. I get up and make my way to him.
When I round the corner, I see him in the pit sat on his bike while on his phone. I hear mine beep again.
Robyn, you still here?
He looks up and scans around and I see his eyes land on me and a big grin forms on his face, transforming him into a work of art. He could be a model. I know he’s had a few enquiries on advertising endorsements that Harry and Sophie are dealing with, no wonder, he would look good on a billboard, or TV, or anywhere.
I grin back as I reach him.
“Hey,” I say, for some reason blushing.
“Come here.” He says huskily.
I walk towards him while he’s sat on his bike and he grabs my waist and pulls me to him. He lifts his hands to gently cup my face, taking a deep breath in, his lips touch mine. I dart my tongue out and he groans and deepens the kiss. I slide my hands up around his neck, the kiss deepens and our breath gets shallower.
I'm about to break it off, remembering where we are when we hear “Guys . . . seriously?”
We look in the direction of the voice and Denny is stood leaning on the pit wall, shaking his head at us.
“Fuck Denny, bad timing man.”
Denny grins “Jack, is this what you call being discreet?”
Jack chuckles “I can't help it if I'm irresistible, even the ones that hate me give in in the end.”
I frown and slap him. Denny shakes his head and walks off around the corner.
Jack looks at me. “You OK today? You happy about last night?”
I nod shyly “I am. Are you?”
He nods “Oh yeah, really fucking happy.”
I feel myself glow as he says that. “Me too.”
“I'm coming round tonight right?”
“No Jack, I'm so tired. I haven't caught up on Spain yet and then there was last night, I'm really tired.”
“No way, you're binning me off already?” he teases
“Your gonna kill me, I need my sleep.”
