Fifth Light (Sebastian Vettel)

Chapter 27: Case of the Ex

Seb looked around the table dubiously, "Okay, what? I swear every time I sit at this table something weird is going on."

"Nope. Nothing at all," Brand stated unconvincingly, mostly due to the stupid smirk on his face.

"Then what's wrong with this one?" Seb pressed, nudging an unresponsive Casey with this elbow.

"Oh. She's sick. Was sick all night too apparently," Kyle said.

"How about you Seb? Feeling better? Weren't you sick too?" Brand exclaimed sarcastically.

Evan watched Seb's expression with great interest, watching the cog wheels turning.

Harry reached across the table and grabbed one of Casey's hands, stroking it with his thumb, "Do you want me to take you back to the hotel?" he said in his best seductive voice.

"Ugh!" Casey's head jerked up and she ripped her hand away, glaring at Harry as his eyes glinted mischievously. Brand was next to him trying to contain himself. What a pack of idiots.

"I'm feeling miraculously better, actually," she stated, avoiding looking anywhere near the driver at her side.

Seb sniggered. He wasn't born yesterday. They knew. Or at least, they strongly suspected. He could play this game too.

"I've been hearing rumours about Casey, actually," he said with a playful smile.

She finally turned to look at him in confusion, "You what?"

"I might have a source in the Ferrari garage who mentioned it," he continued casually.

Brand, Harry, Kyle and Elliott were all completely focused on Seb now.

"And?" she stuttered.

"He said something about you and one of their engineers... is it... Blake, something?"

Her mouth dropped open momentarily before she looked back at the others, who'd all lost their smug expressions entirely, only to be replaced with confusion.

By the look on Casey's face, Seb knew he'd correctly remembered the name of the guy she and Jacob had been talking about in the garage last week.

"Who knew Formula 1 drivers spent all their spare time gossiping about the love lives of their crew?" Casey muttered, playing along and yawning towards the end of her sentence.

"Well, it looks like someone kept you up all night anyway," Seb continued with a cunning smile.

"Okay, I think we've talked about me enough for today," she said with a weary expression.

"Hang the fuck on," Brand interjected, "Who are we talking about?"

"A Ferrari mechanic," Jacob replied, a mischievous expression set on his face.

"It's the Italian accent isn't it?" Evan asked, grinning over at Casey.

"Among other things," she smirked.

Brand, Kyle and Harry all looked thoroughly deflated as their suspicions were suddenly cast in doubt. Turned out Blake was useful for something after all.

"You can't fraternise with the enemy!" Kyle blurted out.

"Keep your friends close and your enemies closer isn't it?" Casey asked smoothly.

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The next day, Casey, Jacob and Evan boarded a plane to Canada. Again, they would have four days off before going back to work on Monday for 7 straight days. Thankfully, Casey was used to the sometimes gruelling routine by now and the 7 working days in a row always flew by anyway.