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Collision Course

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Laura Jean POV

I stood near the edge of the hospitality building, watching Jannis walk away with his phone pressed to his ear. The wind had picked up, cutting straight through my jacket and making me pull it tighter around myself.

Instead of heading toward the media center, I turned toward the spectator gates at the back of the paddock.

Tyler was standing right outside the accreditation booth.

He wore his dark denim jacket over a grey crewneck, his bag slung over one shoulder while he star
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  • The Ice King and The Vixen    Collision Course

    Laura Jean POV I stood near the edge of the hospitality building, watching Jannis walk away with his phone pressed to his ear. The wind had picked up, cutting straight through my jacket and making me pull it tighter around myself. Instead of heading toward the media center, I turned toward the spectator gates at the back of the paddock. Tyler was standing right outside the accreditation booth. He wore his dark denim jacket over a grey crewneck, his bag slung over one shoulder while he stared around at the massive team haulers and motorhomes with a mixture of curiosity and confusion. Tyler looked so thoroughly New York, so completely out of place against the polished machinery and controlled chaos of an F1 paddock, that it took my brain a second to catch up. Then he spotted me, and his entire face brightened. "Laura Jean!" I walked through the security turnstile and headed toward him, but whatever smile I might have given him never quite made it to my face. A spike of pure str

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    Laura Jean POV I was almost back to the hotel when my phone buzzed. I pulled my phone out as I walked. Unknown number. Stay away from the girl. I stopped without thinking, reading the message twice while the evening crowd carried on around me. Tourists drifted past with shopping bags, team staff crossed the street in small groups, and somewhere behind me somebody laughed loudly enough to turn a few heads. Someone had been watching the park. Seen Ash and me on that bench before Jannis arrived, and decided it mattered enough to send me a warning. I slipped the phone back into my pocket and kept walking. Tyler called just after eight. I was sitting cross-legged on the hotel bed with my laptop open in front of me, staring at the same blank document I'd been avoiding for the better part of twenty minutes, when his name appeared on the screen. I answered on the third ring. "Hey, you," he said warmly. "Hey." I smiled despite myself as I closed the laptop. "How's the tap?" "Fixed i

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