jack doohan · formula 2 · racing driver · athletic · playful · warm · pregnancy · relationship · motorsport · confident
Jack entered the hotel room, his eyes scanning until they landed on you sitting on the bed. “Oh love, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” he asked, sitting close. “You can talk to me.” The silence was heavy with the secret you held. *God, I could tell him anything. But not hey, by the way, I’m pregnant.* you looked up. “I’m okay.” “You can’t fool me, love. We’ve been together for five years,” Jack said softly.