The Escape ( Paddock Passion Series Book 1)

Chapter Three

Sabinos point of view   

As I looked up and saw her stood there, she was a vision of perfect beauty. Her slim figure in that tight red dress that showed off every perfect curve.  Her breasts were outstanding and just thinking of her gave me a tingling that cried out for release.  Her long brown hair and natural beauty was beyond compare to any woman I had ever seen, yet she was unassuming, she had no clue to how just one look would drive any man wild.  Why was she even here, who was she, a girl I did not know existed before this evening, yet now I knew she could be the death of me.  Unlike many of my fellow riders, I had taken many steps to avoid female distractions, to be the best of the best you needed 100 % focus on your riding and training.  I had noted many times how riders had lost focus, or concentration leading to crashes or loss of form when they had the outside trappings of female attention.  I was more determined than ever to not let that happen, especially not for a young English girl who I couldn’t even remember her name. When she glanced at me, I could see the confusion in her eyes, that she did not understand why I had been so rude. 

It would have been easier to forget her, had she been another ‘racer chaser’ or Paddock Girl, but from what Emily had said, she had no clue who anyone was, and had only watched one race in her life, a race we all chose to forget, as to dwell on any riders mortality, was to dwell on your own, and I needed not to have fear.  I had to push faster and faster, being afraid or distractions of any kind can result in serious injury spoiling a season, or worse, it can cost you your very life.  The last thing I need right now is that glorious girl in my life, l needed to leave this hotel if she is staying here.

Thankfully, she had gone up the stairs so for now I was able to concentrate on forgetting she exists.

I turned to Carlos my chief mechanic, and best friend, “Thank f**k she has gone! can you see if we can move hotels tomorrow?”  Carlos nodded, “it may be difficult Sab, but yeah I will see in the morning” I knew he would try his best, for me.  But Barcelona was very busy, with tourists and racing fans descending on the city. I could return home till the motorhome arrived at the track on Thursday however that was days away, and with various appointments for my shoulder,  fitness tests and the filming for the TV build up here in the city, travelling the 140 Kilometre round trip home each day was not practical for my pre-race  preparations.

I had been unable to hide my anger as Adamo had put his arm around her beautiful shoulders, something Carlos had instantly noted.  He was so in tune with my every mood, it was part of his job, to know his rider’s inner most thoughts before the rider knew himself. What I didn’t realise is that my competitors had noticed as well, I did not like to show weakness of any kind.  With just a few seconds meaning the difference between glory and back of the pack, any information they could glean on or off the track to beat me, gave them and advantage.  Colin was my teammate; he had noted my reaction and had asked what the issue was.  I reluctantly told him I found her attractive, but that I had no time for any such concerns.  I am sure she had heard me say about not needing the distractions in the hotel foyer, and I was sure she knew I was talking about her.  Something in her eyes made me feel that I had betrayed her, a girl I did not know, a girl who’s name I was choosing not to remember.  However now as my teammate, and competitor he had this information and given Emily had taken a liking to the girl, I knew that this could be used as a small weapon to c***k my armour.

As I climbed into my king-size bed, in the ostentatious penthouse suite, which was specifically chosen not for luxury or prestige but only for size practicality of having so many team members, physios, doctors  I needed to help keep me on top form. I suddenly felt alone, my mind drifting to the shape of her body, her smile, her eyes, the look of confusion she had given me,  my body instinctively reacted at the thought of her; I turned on my front causing the metal plate in my newly repaired collarbone to ache, the pain felt good, a reminder of how a loss of focus could hurt, and was more effective than a cold shower to weaken my lustful needs.

The next morning, I awoke as I opened the long drapes the sun shone through the window, it was a beautiful day.  I wondered if I should have breakfast in my room alone, however, it was important for the whole team to eat together.  The bonding of a team was as important as hitting the perfect apex, to build up trust and to have a bond as close as family was crucial in finding even just a hundredth of a second on the track.  I was the Pilot of the motorbike, but without my team of mechanics I can never achieve the greatness I needed to keep on winning championships,  I quickly showered and as I soaped my body I thought of her, that she would soap me down one day, again my lustful desires distracted me, even just a brief thought of her excited me so much, it was more than a small distraction.  Thankfully I heard the door open Carlos shouted “Ola” I finished off and got into my knee length black shorts with the team t-shirt which was Black white and Purple with the sponsors logo on the back. 

“Ola Carlos” I said as I walked into the sitting room, Carlos looked at me, “You look tired Sab, did you sleep okay?” he questioned, I did not want to answer that my sleep had been of her, and that the dreams had distracted me.  I nodded trying not to give anything away.

“I have been calling other hotels, I am sorry, but we will have to stay here at least one more night, will that be okay? “Carlos looked concerned as he told me.  This was an annoyance, how could I not think of this girl, if she was staying in the same f*****g hotel!  As if he knew my inner thoughts, Carlos started to speak about the doctor’s appointments today, and offered that we eat in my penthouse suite this evening, to avoid any outside distractions.  I was grateful for his suggestions, but something inside my head nagged that I needed to see her again, weather I wanted to or not. I pushed that thought aside and asked about the new set up for the bike.

“We have made some adjustments on the chassis Sab, you will need to see what the feeling is like on Friday during FP1, hopefully it will help with the chatter you get on the straights”  I nodded, talking about the bike and the weekend ahead helped to refocus my mind to the most important job of winning my home race on Sunday.

Carlos and I left my room, my mind was now completely focused on the task at hand, I was looking forward to meeting up with my team at breakfast.  We headed for the elevator chatting about the new rules that were being introduced this race regarding penalty points and how they could impact the starting grid positions should you get caught out.  The Elevator stopped at the fifth floor, and as the doors opened all my hard work to forget vanished.  She stood before me, dressed in a royal blue swimsuit with a white pair of shorts, and a see-through white top over her swimwear obviously to try and protect her modesty, It failed, making her even more attractive.  I sucked in the air audibly as I looked at her.  My eyes met hers and I noticed a beautiful fleck of hazel in them, she had no make-up on, with her long hair in a ponytail.  She literally took my breath away.  I decided to smile and be polite, I did not want to see disappointment in those eyes ever again.  As I went to great her, she turned on her heal with her back to me, she was staring fixed ahead at the closed elevator doors.  My body reacted instantly to her presence, my hairs standing on end. I started to breath rapidly, I could not take my eyes off her.  Carlos made a small cough in my direction, I looked at him and he shook his head at me, his unspoken words, spoke volumes he was willing me to look away, and to focus, to not be distracted.  I couldn’t help but feel that no matter what, I was going to remain distracted, and I had to find a way of dealing with this situation, and fast.