"And then what happened?"
"He picked me up and kissed me." I replied to my best friend as she sat in-front of me changing Matilda's nappy.
Better her than me. I'd be throwing up right about now. No wonder I hate the thought of being a mother. I can barely tolerate my own siblings at times.
"Yep if only that happened in real life Sayd." Ellie says clothing her daughter, "At least you met the bloke. I'd die to even be in the same room as him."
If you didn't already guess we're talking about Micheal B Jordan. You know - the extremely famous and hot guy I met on a TV show last night?
"Same room as who?" Lewis appears from another room holding Jade - the other daughter.
Ellie and I both turn to each-other and burst out laughing.
I've realised since this past year of knowing Hamilton he is rather a sensitive person. The perfect man for Ellie that's for sure.
"You my darling." Ellie jokes as she walks over to Hamilton with Mati in her arms and brings the man in for a passionate kiss.
"And this is my queue to leave." I say out loud as my thoughts get the better of me. I stand up from the pairs expensive leather couch and stroll over to the front door.
"BYE ALL." I shout and close the door behind me strolling over to my car and exiting the gated driveway.
And just like clockwork the man, the myth, the legend calls me as it appears on my dashboard.
Toto Wolff.
I answer it with no hesitation. Intrigued to hear the latest about what i've done.
"Good news Brando."
"What's that boss?"
"They're letting you race still."
I felt an insane amount of happiness in that moment in time - ready to scream to the world that Sadie Brando can still race - but I thought better of it.
Considering I'm on call to my boss. The one that managed to persuade the board to keep me in.
"Awh that's great news. What about the others?" I decide to ask.
Shoot me for being concerned for my so called "Formula love affairs".
"Yep they can still race. But focus on yourself Brando. I'll see you in around 10 days. Bye for now!" Wolff says as he hangs up the phone before I could say "bye" back.
I turn the music on the radio full blast and funnily enough "Call me maybe" was playing.
"SO HEARS MY NUMBER SO CALL ME MAYBE!"
The drive home was so uplifting, it was like I was on an all time high.
That was until I arrived back at the flat and noticed a flashy car parked on the driveway.
My forehead scrunched up in confusion. Who the hell is that and why are they parked in my parking spot?
Okay yeah my bad, that sounded rude and un-humble of me.
I rolled my eyes and put my car into park opposite the house. I strolled up to the front door with Carly Rae Jepson's song still embedded in my head.
My keys jangled as I unlocked the door but the noise soon cancelled out as I then heard a car door slam shut. A man in a suit strolled out of the white BMW with tinted windows as I turned around to look.
I couldn't help but notice them big green piercing eyes and suddenly I felt nervous.
Surprise, surprise.
Charles was the one who parked in my spot and was walking up towards me and I'd say he knew exactly what type of effect he had on me as I had to lean on the threshold of the door to keep me from collapsing.
... Embarrassing I know.
"What are you..." I announce to him before one firm hand covers my mouth and he pushes his torso against mine to bring us both inside.
He then turns me around to face the stairs and holds my waist urging me to walk up them to get to my flat.
"Don't say anything ... please" Leclerc asks me and I nod in agreement.
I have no idea what the hell he wants but I was just happy to see his face again after so long.
Wait i'm supposed to hate him tho.
He left me like I meant nothing in the time i needed him most and since then he's hurt me over and over.
I should probably have a go at him ... later on maybe?
What?
My keys slot into the door and it opens with a click as we both saunter in.
He kicks the door shut with his foot and I then realised how dead silent we were.
Man, he smelt good.
I also registered the quite intimate stance we were in. Both hands were firmly resting on my hips and his mouth hovering over my left ear.
A tingling sensation was sent down my spine until he backed away as he must've also realised how close we both were.
"What brings you here then?" I ask him as I start to walk over to get the wine from the cupboard in the kitchen and he follows.
"I needed to talk to you." He replies bluntly as I struggle to reach for two glasses on one of the top shelves. His footsteps stopped behind me and then he was pressed up against me and I swivelled around to face him completely.
As I looked up at him I soon realised he was just helping me to get the glasses but couldn't help but register the beat up face of his.
His left eye was bloodshot and purple bruises littered his face. My hand rose upwards to touch his face as he tried to look away - but I was too quick.
His eyes were fixed intently upon mine - and for a second I forgot we hadn't properly spoken in months.
But the connection ... it was still there - still pure as day.
His green eyes were intently fixed upon my blue eyes. His eyes weren't as light as they used to be though - they seemed to have darkened. I then brought both hands up to cup his face in my hands trying not to press to hard to harm his face due to his bruises.
He still continues to bring the glasses down and rests them on either side of me on the counter. His hands then guides themselves to my waist.
It was like a ticking time bomb.
3... 2...
Oh fuck it.
I pull his face towards me and take his lips in mine and much to my dismay he doesn't resist.
If anything he kisses me even harder.
His hands move to just below my bum and lifts me up placing me on the side - his hands tangling in my hair.
I've missed this, I've missed him.
He slowly begins to take my jacket off ... along with my top and bottoms. Until i was only in my underwear.
His touch sent shivers all through me.
I want him.
So I did what any normal person would do ... I wrapped my legs around his torso.
"Where's your room Sadie?" He asks breathlessly as he picks me up again and starts walking out of the kitchen.
Turned on - Very Very turned on.
"First room on the left."
Somehow on the way there he manages to collide with the wall in which it both doesn't phase us. I thought he'd have dropped me but he still had that firm grip of his.
Time doesn't change anything I suppose.
I turn on the light to my bedroom so we can both see and with the back of his foot he kicks the door shut behind him.
Need I say more?
I think I can leave you to imagine how the night played out :)
[I know this is what most of you all wanted so...Voila]