Mind of Steel | Part two | L.N.

CVIII

"Does she get to ride one?" Petra asked suddenly making her face go red. Leah and Dylan just laughed.

"Would you like to? Do you know how?" Dylan asked as he narrowed his eyes at Leah.

"I own a bike, but I won't lie. I haven't driven it in a while so it may be a little rough at first, but I catch onto things quickly," Leah shrugged as she slid her hands into her pockets.

"Hmm I will test you and then we can decide if we want you on one of these bikes," Dylan laughed as they moved closer to the track. She heard the noise of the motorbikes accelerating and her eyes widened.

"This is fucking awesome," She muttered to Petra who was recording for her Instagram story. Leah pulled her phone out and recorded as the bikes blurred past. "How fast are they going?"

"They have reached tops spread over 160 to 185 km," Dylan reasoned. He had a Spanish accent like Carlos.

"Damn and they have padding in their suites correct, so they have a little bit of protection from a fall," Leah stared out at the track as she watched the bikes lean into the turn, most almost scrapping their knee on the ground, they'd gotten so close.

"This is scary," Petra whispered to Leah who nodded. Leah's mouth was still open lightly as she watched them get so close to each other. It would make her adrenaline skyrocket if someone could touch someone else, they were that close. She would be so scared to hit someone else off the bike since there weren't many safety precautions. The cameras found Leah quickly so she smiled and waved at them. Petra did as well, the two laughed after the interaction. Leah got back to watching the race.

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"So what did you think I didn't finish the best, not like you, but of the race in general," Marx added as he ran his hands through his hair. Leah smiled and nodded.

"This looks intense, I mean in the car, I feel tight and secure, but you've got nothing, I watched like five people rake their knees on the pavement," she grimaced. "This would really give me an adrenaline kick."

"You an adrenaline junky?" Petra asked as she laughed a little.

"All racers are," Marc smiled. Leah nodded and pointed at him as she moved closer to his bike.

"He gets it," Leah snapped her fingers and felt the seat and then started looking at the gears and shifters.

"Did you talk Dylan into letting you ride one?" Marc asked as he grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat off his face. Leah shrugged.

"I doubt I would be able to anyway, it was just a dream. These look awesome, but I would probably get finned from the FIA," Leah reasoned as she stuck her hands in her pockets. Marc smiled and walked toward a locker. He pulled out a spare suit and handed it to her.

"If you wear these and put a helmet on, I can go out with you if you want, You won't be going through the whole track, but you could try it out for a bit," Marc reasoned as he looked around for cameras.

"I like the way you think," Leah smiled as she rushed to the backroom and changed. Marc grabbed a spare helmet and handed it to her before she walked out of the room. Petra watched as Marc got the people out of the way and asked Dylan for an all-clear for Leah to go out onto the track. Petra followed a little bit behind as they got Leah out onto the track. Mark had his helmet and suit on as well, so they switched off the bitch for a moment so he could explain. Across the track, Lando and Max both stood there unsure of what was happening.

"Do you think?"Max asked.

"Probably," Lando narrowed his eyes. He was nervous for her. And surprised they would let her do this, but she had driven a bike before. This was different. Everyone was interested to see who the others were out on the track after the race. Marc let Leah get back onto the bike as he put his visor down.

"Do you got it, you won't go the full way and don't go over 100 km," Marc reasoned. "I'm not responsible for your injuries."

"Got it," Leah smiled as she revved the bike and took off. Marc ground his teeth together as she went around the first corner leaning into it just like he'd said. Lando had his hands on his head as he watched her make the corner.

"You know what I just realized, your wife can ride a bike, but not a bicycle," Max laughed a little as he watched Leah turn and come back the opposite way. She wasn't going nearly as fast as the others were going during the race, but she was still going over any normal speed limit. Leah got off the bike and Marc got it back to the paddock.

"You are so getting fined for that," Petra whispered to her as she walked back to the changing form with her. Leah shrugged as she took off the helmet and slid out of the suit.

"I know, but that was fun and no other Formula One driver could say they did that," Leah winked as she fluffed up her hair. Immediately Leah's phone started going off. She pulled it out and silenced it when she saw Cassidy calling her. There were no messages just yet so she didn't need to be concerned.

"He let you on his bike because your hot," Petra whispered. Leah held up her ring and wiggled her finger.

"That's a shame since I'm happily married," She teased as Petra shoved her a little. The girls stayed with Marc and Dylan for a little while longer until Lando and Max came to find them. Lando kissed Leah right in front of Marc, the cameras also caught the interaction.

"Someone is happy to see me," Leah teased as she bit her lip. Lando just shook, his head as he leaned closer to her.

"Were you the one on that bike?" He asked her. She tried to not smile, but she couldn't help it. Lando just gave her an angry look.

"I'm sorry, but I'm fine," She smiled and interlaced their fingers as she walked with him out of the paddock. She was dragging him like a tired puppy until he smiled a little. "There you are!" She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed her lips to his and leaned back biting his lip a little.

"We're in public, Lee," Lando warned her as she giggled. He picked her up off the ground and threw her over his shoulder as she laughed at him.

"She's in trouble," Petra laughed as she stood closer to Max as the three walked together. Leah was just hanging onto Lando as he walked her away from the track. They went back through security and she was set down on the ground. He took her hand instead as they walked back to the car.

"Alright, what now?" Max asked. Leah and Lando smiled as they sat in the back. she ran her fingers through his long curls.

"He needs a trim," Leah smiled as Lando kissed the top of her hand.

"She is going to buzz your hair off mate, I wouldn't," Max warned Lando, but Lando just smiled and shrugged.

"She's cut it before, she always does my curls, I trust her," Lando reasoned as he put his bucket hat back onto his head covering up his hat hair.

"Biggest mistake of your life," Leah cackled as she rubbed her hands together. Petra looked at Lando and gave him a look.

"You did this to yourself," Petra breathed as she sat back in her seat. The rest of the drive was mostly silent. Until they all started talking about the race, how fast the bikes were going, and how little protection the riders had.

Leah was excited to cut Lando's hair. He was particular about how he wanted it cut and she was no hair stylist. She was creative, sure,  but not with hair or anything. She would do her best though because if it turns out like shit his fanbase would come for her and she would probably cry. She just kept assuring herself that it wouldn't be as bad as when he shaved his head. She couldn't do worse than that. Reminding herself of that gave her confidence.