Fifth Light (Sebastian Vettel)

Chapter 62: Regret

By the time Casey, Evan and Jacob made it back outside it had become noticeably darker. Casey lead them back to where she'd left Seb with the car. She spotted him leaning against the passenger side door, looking at his phone lazily. She smiled, remembering the number of times she'd snuck out of various hotels to meet Seb, usually finding him leaning against his car in much the same manner.

He looked up as they approached and pushed off the car door. The 3 boys greeted each other while Casey busied herself digging through Seb's pockets looking for the keys so she could open the boot. 

Finally, they were all packed into the car and on the road back to the house.

"So where are you taking us?" Jacob inquired curiously from the back seat. 

Seb glanced sideways at Casey, wondering who should speak. She was already looking back at him with a sly expression.

"So, obviously I live in Italy now." Casey began.

"Right... and?" Evan replied eagerly.

"And the second thing you need to know is that Seb's signed a Ferrari contract."

"No fucking way!" Evan shouted incredulously, "I didn't think those rumours were true for a second!"

"So, he'll be in Italy more, next year." Casey continued, watching Seb's relaxed hands on the steering wheel. 

"That would have been amazingly awkward if things hadn't worked out quite so well." Jacob smirked.

"So we have a house here now." Seb pitched in, smiling to himself.

"We?" Evan didn't miss a thing.

"Casey has moved in with me." he grinned, switching lanes smoothly.

There were a few moments of surprised silence.

"Does that... does that mean I effectively have an Italian holiday house?" Evan asked, leaning forward between the two front seats.

Casey chuckled, "Well, Jacob does, the jury is still out on you."

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The drive back to the house didn't take long, and eventually they were pulling into the turning circle next to the Maserati. Seb noticed Antti's SUV was already parked on the other side of the driveway. He had suggested Antti stay over for the weekend too, as it seemed a good chance for him to get to know Casey while Evan and Jacob were around to brighten up the group vibe. It was important to him that everyone was comfortable with each other.

The four of them piled out of the car and Seb went to get the luggage.

"Mother of fuck..." Evan breathed as he got out of the car and ran his fingers along the side-mirror of the navy Maserati. "This yours?" he asked, turning to look over at Seb.

Seb smirked, "No, not mine."

Evan gave him a quizzical look before his eyes widened and he looked towards Casey instead, "Yours?"

Casey's poorly-veiled grin answered his question.

"What the actual... why am I wasting my time with you?" Evan gasped, glancing at Jacob, "I need to get myself an exorbitantly wealthy race car driver."

"Wow." Jacob laughed indignantly.

"You better watch it Ev, if either of you are capable of seducing someone to bat for the other team, it's Jake." Casey said, wrapping an arm around Jacob's slim waist.

Evan smirked, "You're probably right."

Jacob slung his arm around Casey's shoulders, "I've missed having you around to help deal with him. It's a full time job on my own."