“Right, you drivers all live there,” Scott said. “Tax haven, huh? Naughty.”
Cam didn’t rise to the bait.
“I’ll send you a VIP pass to the next Grand Prix,” he said instead.
Scott chuckled. “Careful, champ, or people will think you want to be friends with the clueless American.”
Opening his eyes, Cam met his gaze. “Maybe I do.”
Scott went very still before grinning again. “I knew you couldn’t resist my charm! No one can resist Scott Palmer’s charm, not even double world champions, apparently!”
Cam rolled his eyes, but he was aware that his smile was long-suffering and indulgent.
The smug dickhead was right, damn him.
Chapter 6
Scott[an attached picture of two cats sleeping]: I think my cat is gay, too.
Cam: They’re sleeping. Stop projecting.
Scott: Look at the way he’s cuddled up to the neighbor’s cat!
Cam: Which one is yours, again?
Scott: The fact that you still can’t recognize Mr. Cock is deeply offensive. I’ve only sent you a hundred pictures of him!
Cam: I’m still not convinced you aren’t taking the piss. Surely even you wouldn’t call a pet Mr. Cock.
Scott: Even me? Excuse me? What is that supposed to mean, Richter?
Cam: You’re the most ridiculous person I’ve ever met.
Scott: That’s not how you spell “amazing,” dude.
Cam: If you say so. Dude.
Scott: I do say so. I know you secretly adore me!
Cam: Whatever gave you that idea?
Scott: Hmm, let me think about it… Maybe the fact that you’re replying to my texts at 2 am in Monaco?
Cam: That just shows that I have a messed-up sleep schedule and you’re mildly entertaining.
Scott:[an attached selfie of Scott pouting exaggeratedly]
Cam: As I said, the most ridiculous person I’ve ever met.
Scott: I’m blocking you.
Cam: You wouldn’t. Who else would you whine to about your playthings?
Scott: Stop calling my boyfriends playthings! You’re worse than Will. All you do is mock my love life.
Cam: Calling it a love life is generous when you swap your playthings every few days. I hope you use condoms.
Scott: Always. You’re such a prude. You’re just jealous that I’m getting laid on the regular while you aren’t.
