Page 82 of Sparks Fly
We ride the lift in silence and once I am in the main lobby, I walk over to the front desk and hand over the key. They thank me and wish me safe travels.
Passing Alexandré, he tilts his hat and gives me a soft smile.
“Au revoir, Madam Anaïs.”
“Au revoir, Monsieur Alexandré.” He stands a little taller before walking us to the waiting car.
Rue stands on the steps, fresh tears pricking in her eyes and I can feel my own lump growing in my throat.
“This is ridiculous,” I mutter as a tear rolls down my cheek and I pull her into my arms. “We will speak every day.”
“Of course we will.” She squeezes me extra tight.
Pushing away, I give her one last smile before her and Nora say their goodbyes. I climb into the car as the driver pops my suitcase into the boot and I snap a selfie of the tears that line my lids and post it.Saying goodbye never gets any easier, thank you Monaco for the amazing memories.
Sliding out the app, Nora slips in beside me and gives me a smile.
“Ready for your next adventure?” she asks me as the driver climbs in the car and starts the ignition.
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I admit as the car rolls and Rue stands, waving us off into the distance.
I already miss her and Monaco.
It’ll forever have my heart.
Chapter Seventeen
Creed
When we land in Zandvoort,my heart jackhammers in my chest. I always get anxious before race weekend, but this is different. Last week, I was made aware that they had found someone to fill the social media spot. Of course, I knew about the job, I made it for Anaïs, but after everything went down I didn’t expect her to take it.
“Okay, so you have dinner with a couple of the team principals tonight.” Colby begins reading out my itinerary, “Then, it’s press day before team briefing.”
“Yup,” I mutter, not really paying attention.
“Then, obviously into race weekend, we fly into Italy Monday evening, ready for Monza.”
“Okay.” I wave to the reporters before getting into the waiting car.
“Anything else?” I ask as Colby slides in next to me. “That’s all for the moment.” He swipes off his tablet and places it on his lap.
“When are we announcing Cowan?” I ask, looking down at my phone and filtering through emails.
“After Monza.”
“Right.” I begin tapping on my phone, writing a response. “We need to let Kai know.”
“A letter is being drafted, and a meeting is meant to be scheduled for next Thursday,” Colby mutters, tapping the screen on his tablet.
“Can we get confirmation on that please?”
“Sure thing,” He begins writing an email
“Better to actually have it in place then assume.” I nod and he agrees.
We pull up to theHotel NH Collectionand the car rolls to a halt. The driver reaches for our bags, and Colby and I walk into the lobby. We’re greeted quickly and shown to our rooms. Colby is two doors down, Nora is next door, and I am assuming Anaïs is most likely with her. My stomach twists.
“I’ll see you in the morning.” I lift my chin at Colby as I step into my room.
