Page 95 of Drive Me Wild
“I am.”
Her eyebrows furrow. “You’re missing qualifying.”
“Yep.”
“You can’t race if you miss qualifying,” she says rapidly.
“I’m well aware, angel. I’ve driven in Formula 1 for quite a while now.”
Voices of staff arriving through the back entrance filter through the room. My timing could not have been worse, but Kelsey saves the day and offers to let us chat in his office. It’s hardly an office considering the small space barely fits a desk and a chair, let alone two people, but at least it’s private.
Josie’s lips part slightly as she stares at me in utter confusion. “What are you doing here, Theo?”
“This is a huge night for you, babe, and I wanted to support you. Show you how proud I am of you.”
“I… I thought you were mad at me,” Josie says quietly, her eyes downcast.
Now it’s my brows that dip forward in confusion. “Jos, what could possibly make you think that?”
“You’ve been ignoring my calls and texts for over a week. I thought you were upset I made you deal with,” she waves her hands in front of her, “everything on your own. I wasn’t there for you, and I should’ve been.”
“No, Jos,” I reassure her with the shake of my head. “You needed to focus onyou.And the time apart made me focus on my own shit. It’s what I needed, too.”
As much as I want to spend the next hour filling Josie in on everything that’s transpired over the past week, this is her night, not mine.
“But I really fucking missed you,” I add.
“Missed you, too, baby.” The familiar pet name loosens the tension in my back. Josie rests her hands on my chest and my rapidly beating heart goes wild at her touch. “And I don’t want any more alone time. I want you. I wantus.”
My aim wasn’t to speed up Josie’s timeline, but I’d be lying if this wasn’t the best-case scenario. “Oi?”
“Oi,” she says in a terrible Australian accent. “I love you.”
Grinning like an idiot, I say, “Thank fucking fuck.”
I bow my head and tenderly press my lips against Josie’s. My tongue finds hers and we explore each other with soft caresses, with no care in the world. There isn’t the slightest doubt in my mind that I’m the luckiest man alive.
Josie pulls away first. Brown eyes meet blue, both filled with magnetic intensity. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I kept holding out hope that things would change,” I admit. I run my fingers through her hair, loving the way her blonde locks feel soft against my skin. “And when they didn’t, I was embarrassed, I guess. Hurt that a team I invested so much time in didn’t care.”
“Theo.” She cups my face in her hands. “If there’s anything to be embarrassed about, it’s how horribly you sing in the shower. And you yourself said it. You’re number one at everything, especially at giving me orgasms. But your team should know that first and foremost—not the orgasm part, I meant the part about you being the best.”
I cover my lips with hers in a silent thank you. “Love you so much, angel. I thought I lost you, eh?” I murmur against her lips. “It hurt worse than getting kicked in the nuts.”
Josie’s head flings back as she laughs. “You get that off a Hallmark card, Walker?”
“Pinterest.” I run my palms against the material wrapped around her waist. The voices filtering through the crack in the door are getting hard to ignore, so I ruefully suggest, “You should probably go greet some people, yeah? Socialize and schmooze?”
She deserves to be celebrated for the hard work she’s put into Gemini. Hell, she deserves to be celebrated every day for simply being her. Josie clasps her hands behind my neck and tenderly works her fingertips into the base of my skull. Her soft touch is my Achilles heel and I grit my teeth to block a moan from slipping out. “I hate when you use logic, Walker.”
“I’m a smarty pants, Bancroft.” I chuckle. “Or did you forget?”
“You didn’t know the plastic applicator was supposed to come out when a woman puts in a tampon,” Josie reminds me. “You’ve also referred to salt as ‘white pepper’ on numerous occasions.”
“That happenedtwice!”
She rolls her brown eyes. Damn, I missed her being annoyed with me. I missed everything about her.
