#Chapter9

I took advantage of being here, I mean I'm a blogger I'd be stupid not to. Tickets to these races cost a fortune something that I don't necessarily have.

"He needs to get a good poll position Tina, then tomorrow he will race" Nathaniel sits beside me and tells me about the race since I don't really know much about the whole racing scene.

I've watched it a few times since it's been on my TV but I wasn't really paying attention, I always had my laptop on, my music playing it was kind of just a muse to have on.

I pulled my camera out and started to snap some pictures. They both smiled at me as I bent down and got a good angle since I need the top quality for my blog.

"Your pictures are amazing I never believed you took them yourself" Loretta leans forward her head next to mine.

"I had a photographer to help me because I'm a loss when it comes to actually taking the pictures" she adds on after seeing my surprised face. I honestly thought she took them all herself.

"It's lazy I know but he was a good friend too and he loved doing it for me" she reassures me.

"I was never judging you but I admit I was surprised you just seem to be good at everything" I tell her honestly.

Nathaniel laughs on my side, he gets a glare from her and I feel slightly weird being in the middle of them.

"can't say I was good at being a mother for Lorenzo though" she surprises me by telling.

She takes a breath and so does Nathaniel it appears it was something mutual, that they both agreed on.

"I wish I was there for him more, I tried to be there for him as much as I could but work hit off for me when I was getting older, I guess that's why Renzo is very independent and has really made something for himself so early in his life"

Loretta speaks fondly of her son and she looks down at the track with a smile on her face.

"I wouldn't beat yourself up he turned out great didn't he" I tell her, I mean he's not some spoiled guy who flaunts his money around. He has worked hard and is enjoying the results of his hard work.

"you think so" she questions me. I nod my head, of course. And this is not because I want to get into his pants. Okay maybe a part of it.

" you speak so highly of a him even when you don't consider him your friend" Nathaniel says a smirk on his face, oh he was bringing back that one then. Thanks for that.

"to think I invited you and you're not even friends" I thought she was serious but her laughter that was so angelic filled my ears and I was relieved.

Their laughter soon died down. I began to watch them race down on the track and it gave them both a moment to watch their son race.

They were just the perfect couple. There were plenty of rumours circulating about their marriage bit they never exposed their marriage or their family life. Loretta's blogs were solely based on her lifestyle but she never exposed her kids which was admirable.

Photographers were continuously snapping away at them. They were cute, they even looked at the cameras giving them some good shots it's like they worked with them. If they gave the paps what they wanted. What they needed to earn a living then the paps would agree to give them their privacy.

I'm pretty sure some rumour would come out about me since I've been speaking to them both.

My eyes moved back to the track. Lorenzo was in second place I could tell by the colours of his car he wasn't far behind the first-place car so I gathered that it wouldn't be long before he challenged for first place.

It was hard to catch any good shots of the cars or even Lorenzo. I was here with his parents it would be disrespectful to not make Lorenzo the centre point of my blog post.

I was scanning the photographers, they were a few of them far away kneeling on the ground, they looked to be taking shots of the racers.

I took a huge risk and got up from my seat.

"I'll just be a second" I tell them both, sliding out of our row and making my way down.

One of the guys on the ground saw me coming, I brought my camera and held it up when he looks my way.

" you won't get anything with that lens" he instantly says before I even had a chance to get to him. I look at the lens that I spent hundreds of pounds on.

"here have this one" he chucks me a spare lens from his bag that had loads of them in, the guys looked at me with a surprised expression.

"what" I ask them after they were staring at me openly, freaking me out slightly.

"aren't you with the Tessoro couple, why are you down here" one practically snaps at me. Well okay rude. I roll my eyes at them.

"getting shots obviously I need some of the racers" a few of the guys nod their heads before going back to their job.

It took me a few seconds to get used to the lens but after a while I managed to get some good shots, I was smiling as I got them because I had to admit they were fucking good.

I handed the guy back his lens before heading up to my seat again. I was halfway up when I looked at the track briefly. Lorenzo was coming around and he was just about to overtake the guy who was in first.

I was trying to get my camera on fast enough but I knew I was going to miss it.

"hey, you, I got it I'll send you it later alright" the guy who snapped at me said, I was internally grateful when he said that.

When I sat down finally, my eyes were glued to the track. I could barely contain my excitement it wasn't even the important race but fuck Lorenzo was now in front and was leading the way for the others.