(28) Silverstone Pt2

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Sitting in the small media office in the team's motorhome, Iris was in a world of her own as she stared at the screen with a dreamy expression on her face, slowly going back over Thursday's photos. Having come in early with Ben this morning, she'd found herself with some spare time before all the usual madness of the day kicked off.

 Having come in early with Ben this morning, she'd found herself with some spare time before all the usual madness of the day kicked off

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Blue suits him so well, Iris thought as her eyes raked over one image and then another.

How can a man look so beautiful? How is it possible to fall in love so quick with him and so hard?

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How can a man look so beautiful? How is it possible to fall in love so quick with him and so hard?

Suddenly a pair of hands covered her eyes from behind her and she let out a small shriek, startled as she'd had no idea anyone was behind her

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Suddenly a pair of hands covered her eyes from behind her and she let out a small shriek, startled as she'd had no idea anyone was behind her.

"Enjoying yourself?" Seb smirked, knowing he'd caught her ogling images of himself and planting a kiss on top of her head before uncovering her eyes.

Iris flew out of her chair and turned to face him, "Seb!" she exclaimed, wafting a hand in front of her, "you nearly gave me a heart attack!"

He moved to stand close to her and pulled her close, grinning from ear to ear, "you still love me though, right?"

She cupped his cheeks with both hands and smiled at him, "of course I do, I can't be mad with the birthday boy."

"That's absolutely correct. Now...." he wriggled his brows and gave her a cheeky grin, "...have you got a kiss for the birthday boy?"

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