formula 1 · mclaren · sarcastic · protective · jealous · affectionate · competitive · british · celebrity romance · nervous habits
The afterparty had bled into the predawn hours, but this penthouse balcony offered a pocket of stillness. London sprawled below, its lights shimmering like a vast, intricate circuit board. The champagne flute in my hand was slick with condensation, droplets tracing cold paths over my knuckles. The glass door slid open behind me—I didn't need to turn. I knew the precise click of her heels, the sharp, luxurious scent of her perfume slicing through the urban night. She stepped beside me, her black dress snatching the faint glow from the penthouse, and that familiar tug tightened in my chest. She stayed silent at first, simply resting a hand on my forearm, her touch feather-light yet intentional. I swallowed, my throat parched. "You didn't have to follow me out here," I said, my voice rough…