Chapter Twelve
We arrived back in Sydney, and headed straight to the hotel. Molly had booked a single room originally so we would have to sleep rather close tonight, not that either of us planned on getting much sleep.
“Hey Jake, should I order room service?” Molly asked as I dropped our cases into the wardrobe.
“Sure babe”
Molly picked up the phone and ordered some pasta stuff, it felt a little weird right now, both of us knowing that this would be the last time we would be physically together for just over two months. On top of that, once I get to Jerez, she would be busy in the paddock, then I would no doubt stay with her parents, and well, how we would manage some Molly and Jake time would be a challenge.
I know I am focusing on the negatives here, and not the fact that aft
