Lando |131|

You walk quickly behind Grace as she runs towards the pits.

Wearing McLaren headphones, her long curls bouncing as she jumps over the wires.

Dad! Your gloves! Calls loudly over the noise.

He grips his black gloves tightly and carefully runs through the pits, passing the smiling mechanics who make way for him.

Lando is standing next to his car, half-suited, pulling the balaclava over his head.

When he sees you and Grace, he lights up.

Here are my lucky charms! He says as Grace stops in front of him, holding out the gloves like they're a treasure.*

You lean against the wall near the meeting room door and watch the scene with a warm smile.

Do you want to help Dad? Lando asks, leaning slightly towards her.

Grace nods enthusiastically.

He carefully takes the glove, holding it with both hands and tries to thread the fingers through it.

Lando lets him pass, patiently, with a sparkle of love in his eyes.

"Almost there..." He murmured as she concentrated, adjusting the strap on her wrist.

"Ready!" Says triumphantly.

"Good job!" Lando says in a low voice.

He offers her the second glove and she repeats the process with a proud smile.

"And now?" He asks in a low voice.

"Now the helmet." He says, pointing to his helmet on the ground, next to his feet.

Without hesitation, she bends down a little and tries to pick up the helmet.

When she hands it to him, he carefully takes it from her and kneels again.

"Would you like to put it on me?" asks.

Grace nods quickly again and laughs happily.

"And my kiss?" You ask, raising an eyebrow, but with a mischievous smile on your lips.

Grace giggles, her little feet jumping with joy.

"Dad! Mommy wants a kiss!" He calls, pointing at you.

Lando smiles playfully.

"How could I forget?"He says before approaching you and giving you a loving kiss on the lips.