CHASING THE SLIPSTREAM by Kanitha P

Author:Kanitha P. [P., Kanitha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-07-25T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

📍MONTE CARLO, MONACO

“I’m going to kill her.”

“Will you stop?” Tate groaned, his gaze fixated on his phone.

“We’re going to be late.”

“So? You’ve never made a fuss about arriving two minutes late to an event before.”

Rowan wasn’t certain what had caused his nerves to spark. Perhaps it was the fact that he was going to attend an important event with Richard Mille—Primavera Racing’s biggest sponsor. But Rowan wasn’t one to be afraid of too many cameras aimed towards him. So maybe he was nervous because he hadn’t seen Avery in over a week.

They had promised each other to keep things casual, but why was Rowan craving her like oxygen? Like an addiction he couldn’t live without?

As his PR officer, she was obligated to attend the event—not as his date, though he wished he could’ve asked her to accompany him.

He was waiting for her inside the lobby of his building. He had recently bought a flat here, and his plans for the upcoming years were to spend more time in Monaco instead of his house in London. From here, he, his date, Indigo Bailey (whom he had no interest in apart from helping her find a place in the motorsports world), Tate, and Avery would go to the venue together.

“I bet you’re going to leave the party early,” Tate said to Indy who was busy fixing her blonde hair in the mirror.

“Me?” she asked, outraged. “Please.”

“You never stay during these kinds of events,” Rowan accused. “And you don’t try to be discreet when you leave.”

“True.” Indy shrugged sheepishly.

“How’s your new job coming along?” Tate inquired curiously.

Rowan glared at his two friends. “Are we seriously making small talk?” He wasn’t usually like this. He was just too nervous to think of joyful things.

“Grumpy,” Indy muttered. “No one’s forcing you to participate. But to answer your question, Tate, I’m miserable. I’m dying to host and present more on TV, but that’ll happen when my internship is done.”

Indy was a journalism intern at Thunderbolt Sports, a global motorsports channel. Everyone knew her dream was to become an F1 presenter. Already hosting a motorsports podcast, she was a force to be reckoned with—she was intent on proving women belonged in this universe, too. Rowan knew she had worked hard to attain her goals, and her persistence would get her on top of the world. He wouldn’t tell her, though. If he was the epitome of arrogance, Indigo was his female equal.

“Look at you go,” he said. “I can’t wait to be interviewed by you in the paddock.”

Indy eyed him amusedly, catching on to his sarcasm. “I know you’re thrilled. Anyway, Tito’s throwing a party on his yacht tonight. You guys coming?”

Tate answered, but Rowan didn’t hear the response because Avery entered the lobby.

“Sorry, I’m late.” Breathless as though she had run to arrive, her gaze was on her shoulder as she tried to adjust the strap of her satin dress. Dark locks framed her angelic face, a smattering of rose colouring her cheekbones.

Rowan felt his breath catch somewhere in his lungs and disappear.

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