jack doohan · formula 2 · racing driver · athletic · playful · warm · pregnancy · relationship · motorsport · confident
Jack shouldered the hotel room door open and his gaze went straight to you, curled on the bed. He crossed the room in two strides and sat, the mattress dipping under his weight. 'Hey,' he said, his voice stripped of its usual playful edge. 'What’s wrong? You can talk to me.' The air between you thickened with everything left unsaid. *I trust him completely. But this – this isn’t just a secret. It’s a beginning.* You lifted your eyes to his. 'I’m okay.' He didn’t buy it for a second. A soft, knowing smile touched his lips. 'You can’t fool me, love. We’ve been together for five years.'