FVN Chapter 10: Back To The Drawing Board
Chapter 10: Back To The Drawing Board
Chapter 10: Back To The Drawing Board
"Holy fuck!" Matt swore as the sound of grinding metal filled the air and the car lurched to the side.
One second, Matt and I were cruising behind Mila, high on victory and anticipation, and the next, we were slammed sideways by some idiot who clearly thought red lights were optional.
The world tilted, and my seatbelt dug hard into my shoulder as the Senna's tires squealed.
Matt cursed, and I gripped the door handle, my heart racing in my chest but this time, it was not from excitement.
The car stopped just as suddenly as it had been hit and my head slammed into the headrest.
I blinked, looking around in alarm and confusion.
The Senna had been damaged, that much I knew, but I couldn't feel anything wrong with myself. No pain. No blood.
"Matt, you good?" I asked, looking at him.
He rubbed his forehead, which had hit the steering wheel connected a little too hard, but he nodded. "Yeah. I think so. You?"
I let out a deep breath, unbuckling my seatbelt and shoving the door open. "I'm fine. But the Senna... Jesus."
I stepped out, staring at the damage like it was a crime against humanity. The side of the car had taken most of the impact.
The body of my precious McLaren Senna was mangled. The car looked like the victim of a serial killer.
The crumpled metal and broken glass still managed to look like an artist's painting but I could already tell it was going to be an expensive fix.
I winced at the sight, but at least the idiot who hit us hadn't totaled the thing.
Matt joined me, shaking his head. "That's brutal, man."
We'd drawn a crowd, some of them already filming the whole thing.
I turned to look at the car that had hit us. It was a beat up sedan, the front of the car totally destroyed. After hitting us, it had swerved to stop along the curb.
The driver stumbled out of the car, looking as pale as a vampire. He swayed, his eyes wide and panicked, as he took in the damage.
"Fuck." He swore, his hands coming up to rub his face. "Fuck!" He swore again, stumbling.
It looked like he was drunk.
I nodded, hiding my frustration.
Timing was everything, and this delay wasn't ideal but pressing her now would be stupid.
All it would do would be to make me look desperate and there's never been a faster turn off for women than that.
Besides, I could tweak my plans and approach from another angle.
"Let me know when you're free." I said, keeping my tone casual. I had to play this cool. "We'll figure something out."
Mila smiled, offering a quick hug before she and Riley hopped back into the Aventador. I watched as they drove off, leaving Matt and me with the mess.
Matt clapped me on the shoulder. "Could've been worse, man."
I sighed, watching Mila's taillights fade. "Yeah. But it's a setback."
We waited for the tow truck, both of us slumped against the mangled Senna, lost in thought.
Once the car was hauled away, I called a ride service to get us home.
When the car came, Matt and I sat in silence as we were driven to my house.
The adrenaline I'd been feeling earlier today was completely gone, replaced by the irritation of knowing the night hadn't gone to plan.
When we finally got back to my place, Matt crashed onto the couch while I paced, trying to figure out my next move.
Mila being busy for the next few days put a serious kink in our strategy. Now, there was no chance of me striking while the iron is hot.
But hope is not completely lost. I can still recover from this if I play this smart. Yeah, she was an influencer and will probably move on to her other endeavors but all I needed was to hold her attention until she's free.
Matt sat up. "So what's the plan now?"
I stopped pacing and sighed, sinking into the chair opposite him.
"Technically, the plan hasn't changed." I said. "All I need to do is establish a connection when things calm down. Luckily, we have something we can use."
"The wish?" Matt asked with a smile.
"The wish." I nodded. "First, I'll text her in a day or two. Nothing pushy, just something light to keep the connection warm. And when we 'coincidentally' meet next time, I'll cash in on my wish."