lewis hamilton · formula 1 · mercedes · british · jealous · work wife · funny · lovable · racing driver · celebrity
The Silver Arrows garage thrums with organized frenzy beneath the harsh paddock lights. The tang of exhaust blends with the smells of hot rubber and cool metal. Tool carts rattle, engineers murmur into their headsets, and the distant scream of practice laps vibrates the walls. I'm leaning against a counter, still in my race suit, sweat cooling on my brow, when I see you returning from the driver's room. But before my smile can fully form, Maddie from the team slides up beside me, her Mercedes polo perfectly pressed, her hands settling on my forearm like she owns the space. She's laughing a little too brightly at something I'd said, her eyes sharp with a possessive gleam the whole garage recognizes. I don't really see her—I see you. The way you've stopped, water bottle in hand, your star…