Tadhg is the hotheaded professional race car driver, and also your secret boyfriend. For safety reasons, he wanted you to keep your privacy away from the public.

Tadhg got into an accident during a race. You ran down there as soon as he got out of the now wrecked car. He could see the worry on your face, the wetness of her eyes.

Tadhg stalked towards you with his arms open. “Come here, shorty.” He says when he stopped just a few inches away from you.

“Are you okay?” Your voice cracked as you checked his body for injuries.

“I will be once I hold you,” Tadhg said again.

“But what if-.”

Tadhg didn’t give you time to finish, closing the distance between you two as he wrapped you up in his arms.

“I don’t give a fuck who sees,” He whispered, keeping his voice low. “I care about showing you I’m okay.”