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Oscar furrows his brows at you, shaking his head and hating to be spending all this precious time talking about his ex who really fucked him up. “I was never freaky with her.. I expressed a desire once to try something different in the bedroom and she immediately shot me down and made me feel bad about it. And then she went and cheated on me anyway so obviously I was not enough in that department.” He swallows hard, hating to have to relive those bad memories. It took him so long to get over it all and tell himself that he wasn’t unworthy of love. He just hadn’t met the right person. He follows you, sitting beside you again and taking your hand in his. “I am not interested in the ‘what if’s, Nay. I am interested in the here and now and the way life worked out for the both of us. I could drive myself crazy too thinking about the what if Mick’s father was supportive of the two of you. What if the two of you were still together now and probably married at this point? I am not thinking about that because you are mine and I don’t need to spiral over something that didn’t happen. That relationship was incredibly traumatizing and demoralizing for me… I do not want to think about it. I want to think about our present and our future. I think you need to stay off social media for a bit or just don’t engage with those kinds of things. You are my soulmate and what I do believe is that we were meant to find each other. You are the greatest person I have ever known. And I am not just saying that because I am hopelessly in love with you. You’re so smart, kind, funny, and the greatest mother I have ever witnessed. And you being the hottest woman I have laid my eyes on is just a bonus, really. I absolutely hate seeing you question things like this but I can understand why it hurts. I just need you to believe me, Nay. I love you and I have never loved anyone like this. It’s kind of scary how attached I am to you really but I would not trade it for the world.” He stares intensely back at you. “Just look at Katie. She’s lived half her life in the public eye and there are photos everywhere of her with her exes. But we see the way she looks at your brother. He’s her happily ever after and you’re mine. You are incredibly special to me and so is Aubree. I feel like I didn’t start living until you both walked into my life..”

I frown deeply when he says his ex cheated on him, not having known that and it made so much sense as to why Oscar was constantly worried about me being alone with Mick and being jealous of every man - besides Charles - who looked at me. “I had no idea she cheated on you, baby... I’m so sorry. I really will find her and punch her in the face. I’m sorry for making you talk about this... I’m not doubting your love for me, I know you love me... I just want to be the only girl who you want to kidnap and put in a glassbox in your basement and I sound so crazy for saying that but I love our dynamic, Oscar. I love how deeply and probably a bit toxically obsessed we are with one another. I guess I’m having a similar freak out like you had before when we broke up... I just want to make sure that you are obsessed with me because I’m me and not just because you’re an obsessive person and would get obsessed with anyone who gave you the time of day.” I bring his hand up to my lips, kissing his knuckles, my body finally relaxing for the first time. “My life before you, even when I had Aubree, was black and white... I was so depressed about Mick and so worried about what everyone would say about me being such a young single mum, I was just going through the motions, thinking I was living... then you walked into Lando’s driver room after he put that stupid helmet on my head and suddenly everything was so vibrant and bright and full of color. From the first moment we locked eyes, I loved you. I love your obsessive, freaky, soft, kind, patient, funny, sarcastic and weird soul, baby. I’m sorry that I questioned any of it and that I questioned you today. I just want to be the only girl you are obsessed with... I am gonna take a social media break. I think it’s best for me right now. And I might blacklist your ex’s name, to be honest too...” I slide off my barstool and climb up onto his lap, knowing it wouldn’t be comfortable for either of us but I just wanted to be close, wrapping my arms around his neck and burying my face into his neck. “I love you, big one.”   

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I clink my glass against yours before taking a sip, keeping my eyes locked on yours as I did so. “It does.. Are you excited to be going on summer break? You didn’t really have any plans that I am messing up, right? I can always spend some time back home if you have any trips planned or anything.” I couldn’t help but wonder if I hadn’t flown to see you, if you would have tracked me down eventually. I didn’t allow myself to dwell on the idea any longer though, knowing I needed to see you as soon as possible. I just wrapped my film two days ago and immediately flew here. I couldn’t go a second longer without you knowing my intentions and how crazy I am about you.

Max holds your gaze as your glasses meet with a soft clink, his smile deepening when you ask about the break. “I’m excited now,” He smirks at you, shrugging his shoulders. “You know me, I am not one to sit and do nothing... so I am usually dreading the breaks, to be honest... but if I am going to have you for the whole three weeks, I am definitely a little more excited about it now.” He teases you, taking a long sip of his drink. “I was thinking about doing a week on my yacht though... I was going to invite some of the drivers for a weekend or something, but I would love for you to join me? I was also debating potentially going somewhere else... Italy or France or Portugal... anywhere you want to go, we’ll go.” 

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Oscar frowns deeply when hearing what you said, hating to think that you thought that way but he could understand it because he would always have an underlying jealousy when it came to Mick. “Nay, I promise you that it was never like that with my ex. I had to pretend to be someone I wasn’t. She told me I was too intense and that I was a freak and not in a good way… She tried to mold me into someone else and I didn’t even realize it until I got out of the relationship. Looking at those photos, that was me trying to save my relationship and convince myself that I was happy when I wasn’t. I am sure if I looked at photos of you and Mick back then, I would be thinking the same thoughts as you. Worrying that you had something deeper with him than you have with me. Hell, I have had those thoughts before without looking at photos. I never lived with my ex though and I never flew across the world to go see her. If we were apart for two weeks - which we were - I would have just kept living my life. You need to believe me when I say it has never been like this with anyone else. You are it for me and I was lost until I found you, Nay. I don’t care what some strangers on the internet are saying. I know what I feel and I know what this is. I just want you to see it too..,” he says softly, cupping your face gently.

“But see, that right there... you were intense with her. You were freaky with her. I was never intense or freaky with Mick, that only started with you.” I didn’t know why I was dying on this hill right now. Just the thought of Oscar having these fantasies that we’ve acted out but with someone else before he met me makes me feel sick. “I never experienced this level of weirdness with anyone else but you have because she tried to change you. She’s a horrible person and if I ever see her in the flesh, I will punch her for ever making you feel weird or less than, but that just leads into exactly what I am saying... Mick thought I was weird because I liked true crime, not because I wanted to tie him up and humiliate him and call him a good boy... that only started with you, Osc.” I sigh, shaking my head, knowing this was so ridiculous but I couldn't get out of my own way with it. “If she was into your intensity and if she was freaky and kinky... you wouldn’t have been unhappy and you would’ve stayed with her. You would’ve cared if you were apart for 2 weeks. You would’ve felt the same way about her as you do about me if she didn’t make you feel shitty about your desires...” I sit back down at the kitchen island, putting my head in my hands. “I don’t know why I care so much... I know I’m not making much sense and we can say all the same shit about me and Mick... I just can’t let it go. I just don’t feel special anymore for some reason...”

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I wrap an arm around your waist, leaning into your side. “Just don’t get me too drunk, okay? I want to remember tonight..,” I whisper softly into your ear. “Even though we were drunk off our asses in Vegas and I remember that night well,” I smirk a bit when recalling the night I met you. I had known of you for a while and I always thought you were insanely hot but it was the first time we were both single and able to properly meet. “I feel like I am winning too. I have what I came here for and it feels so damn good to know I can have this time with you with no end in near sight.”

Max chuckles under his breath as he glances down at you, the corner of his mouth lifting into a smirk. He keeps his arm firm around your waist, pulling you even closer. “I won’t let you forget a second of tonight... Promise.” he murmurs, leaning down so he was whispering in your ear. “No matter how much we drink, I’ll make sure you remember how good it feels to be mine again.” His hand gives your waist a soft squeeze as he pulls away from you to take the drinks from the bartender, handing you one and holding his own in his free hand. “It does feel good, doesn’t it? Not wondering when we’ll have to say goodbye again... I’m tired of running on borrowed time with you. Wondering when you'd have to leave for something or when I would have to fly somewhere else for a race... now we can just be together and figure out our plans together.”

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Oscar widens his eyes when hearing what you said, hating that you had to see any of that negativity at all. He didn’t ever engage with anyone on social media, only ever liking and commenting on your stuff and leaving a cheeky comment on Hattie’s Tik Toks from time to time. He usually posted his stuff and then just dipped because he knew that social media could be such a negative place. “Oh Nay… I am so sorry you felt like you had to face this alone, love. It’s not stupid at all. Of course it’s going to hurt when people who don’t even know you are judging you or speaking negatively about you..,” he says, pulling you into his arms gently and wrapping his arms around you. “They don’t know you though. I do. And you are nothing like they say you are. You are a loving and supportive girlfriend and you have a positive co-parenting relationship with your ex. And that is for the best, really. Your daughter is still very young and if she wasn’t seen with Mick, people would just assume that he’s a deadbeat father or that you are purposefully keeping her from him.. People will always have something to say and I know it’s hard but please don’t look at that stuff. I am right here and I am crazy about you. And as for my ex… no, I do not look at you the same way I looked at her. In those pictures or videos you saw of me staring at her, it was me wondering why she didn’t love me and why she was so ashamed of me..,” he says, it being painful to remember how hurt he felt back then. “Lily never got me, not like you do.. It’s super weird to hear that people make edits of my ex from years ago. No one knows how badly she hurt me or how mentally draining that relationship was for me. I was never myself with her. Not like I am with you. You are the love of my life and I will learn to make edits right now to make edits of us. I am happier than I have ever been in my life, Nay,” he says, tilting your chin up gently so he could gaze back into your eyes. “My obsession did start with you.. From the moment I saw you, I knew I had to have you. It has never been like that with anyone else.”

“I don’t normally care about what people say about me on the internet... I know who I am and I know I got pregnant by accident with a man I loved at the time and I wasn’t out here looking for a pay day. People can assume whatever they want, they always will... even if I was with Mick now, people would still assume the worst of me... I’m okay with it, it doesn’t affect me...” I frown, hating that I even brought any of this up. I didn’t want to be jealous of someone from years ago who hurt Oscar. But people made really good edits and from those photos and interactions people saw, Oscar and her seemed happy. “If you look at photos of me and Mick back when we were together, you could tell that it wasn’t right... we didn’t look right together because we weren’t good together... you two looked good together.” I hated being jealous but I was. I wanted to be the only girl who ever made Oscar go all heart-eyes even though he lived an entire 20 odd years without me so of course he would go heart eyes over other girls but it just hurt a lot right now. “You told me that you two broke up because she thought you were too intense among other things... and I never thought twice about that but now I’m like... are you just intense with everyone and I just put up with it? I can’t help but feel that it’s not special anymore, like our weird intensity isn’t just ours... like Katie and Lando always say you look at me like you want to eat me alive or lock me in a room as your prisoner and I can’t help but think that that’s just how you look at girls you like...” 

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I smirk softly when looking back at Renee while still staying close to you. This whole Oscar thing had been an interesting development. I hadn’t pushed her to talk more about it yet but I knew I would soon. I had noticed that she had been mentioning his name a lot more when we talked in the past two weeks. And I couldn’t be upset about the idea of two men who I actually approved of wanting to give my best friend all the attention she deserved. Once we arrived to the club, I get out with you, letting Charles and Renee walk in first and smiling when seeing Oscar immediately follow them. I noticed it looked a little stalkerish but it was kind of endearing. I hold your hand, smiling softly the moment I see Lando and hugging him, congratulating him on his win. He was already drunk, of course. I had met him a few times last year, thinking he was a total sweetheart and loving that you two had a close friendship. “Let’s go get drinks, yeah?,” I smile softly at you, intertwining our fingers again. I was desperate to keep close to you even in the club, not wanting to let you go for a second.

Max gets out of the car with you, finding it odd that Oscar literally spawned out of no where and was suddenly next to Charles and Renee, but he brushed it off. Whatever was going on there was none of his business. He smiled when he saw Lando, not feeling overly jealous of you two hugging since you two had met and everyone on the grid knew everyone but he also could see the way Lando’s eyes lingered on your body. He congratulates Lando, giving him a hug and ruffling his hair, causing Lando to yelp out dramatically and push Max away. “Yes, let's go get some drinks, babe.” He squeezes your hand as he leads you towards the bar, ordering two red bull vodkas since he knew you liked them. “I know we normally only drink these when I win, but I think I did win today... you’re back in my life which is definitely something to celebrate...”

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Oscar was noticing that you were still acting off because of course he was in tune with you and your emotions always. He was not going to be able to just let it go either, determined to find out what was going on before the two of you left the hotel. Besides, there was no way he could get through media day knowing something was going on with you. He would be unable to focus and he would just be worried about trying to fix whatever was bothering you. He frowns even more when you hadn’t finished your iced coffee and he quickly gets up to follow you. “Hey.. what’s going on?,” he wraps his hand around your wrist gently to stop you. “Since when do you want to shower without me in the morning? And not have a second iced coffee? Renee, please talk to me.. You are really scaring me,” he says, staring at you with so much concern. He was using your full first name too because this was serious to him and he needed to know what was happening. “Please stop brushing it off. I know you. I know when something is bothering you and I need you to talk to me. I am here.. Whatever it is, we will get through it.”

“I don’t want to shower without you but one of us needs to be out of the shower since Aubree is asleep...” I sigh, shaking my head and letting out a deep breath. “It’s so stupid and it’s not even worth discussing. I have just been getting stupid comments and DMs lately... I was photographed out with Mick when we were in Texas, and the internet is apparently upset that I’m still being seen out with him but I’m dating you even though Aubree is Mick’s daughter... I’m apparently Kelly Piquet 2.0 according to them... and to add insult to injury, everyone says you were way cuter with Lily than you are with me and I am being spammed with edits of you two...” I look up at him, pouting a bit. “I’ve seen a lot of photos and videos... you looked at her the same way you look at me. You look like you were obsessed with her too and I thought that was just our thing... but now I’m thinking that maybe you’re just that intense with everyone but because I like it, it feels different than it did with your ex or something... I thought your obsession started with me but from the looks of those photos, it didn’t...”

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I sigh contently as you pull me closer and I rest my head against your shoulder, inhaling your scent. I had missed you so much and I was so happy to be back in your arms. I was always weird with physical touch, only liking to be touched by my loved ones but with you, I absolutely craved it. I loved the gentle reminders that you had me and that I was safe with you. “That is so weird.. I can lick you if you want though,” I flirt with you, staring deeply back into your eyes. I did not want to focus on the negative experiences I had in the past on our first night back together. Even though it was so easy to talk to you, it feeling more natural than it ever had with anyone. I continue to stare intensely at you, looking over at Charles in confusion when I hear him tell Renee it’s like Oscar was here as they got into the car.

Max lets out a laugh at your comment about licking him, his smile immediately lighting up as he gazes down at you, his thumb brushing gently over your arm in slow, soothing circles. “Oh yeah? You get a free pass. Lick me anytime, baby.” He murmurs with a smirk, dipping his head slightly so his nose brushes the side of yours. “If anyone’s allowed to do weird things to me, it’s definitely you.” He kisses the side of your head, glancing up as he hears the door open, watching Renee and Charles climb in, unaware of your intense stare. “Oscar?”

Renee huffs as she playfully pushes Charles’ arm, “He’s so mean about Oscar. Apparently Oscar has a staring problem and Charles constantly makes fun of him for it... He’s saying that because Katie is currently staring at you like she wants to eat you and that is apparently how Oscar looks at me.” She shrugs, rolling her eyes dramatically. They hadn’t quite told anyone about how Oscar fit into their lives and relationship, but the fact that the three of them were always together, or Oscar was randomly spawning next to one of them at any given time, it wouldn’t take a genius to figure out something was going on. 

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Oscar watches you closely as the two of you eat together. “Thanks for making me breakfast, by the way. I am so lucky to have a love that wants to take such good care of me,” he smiles fondly at you before kissing the top of your head gently. He was still feeling guilty that you flew out early just for him even though he was over the moon that you were here with him now. He continues to stare at you as he eats before perking up a bit. “Yeah, I would love that very much. You know that media day would go a lot quicker for me knowing that my biggest fan is there,” he smiles lovingly. “It’s entirely my fault that she is sleeping so late. I promise I will stay up with her tonight if you want to head to bed earlier,” he says, always willing to step up so that you never felt like you had to do the parenting alone.

“I love cooking for you, baby. My new favorite thing is asking your assistant to stock our hotel rooms so I can cook for you... even though we always end up ordering Chinese and Indian food anyways but its the thought that counts, right?” I smile, sipping my coffee. There was a small part of me that hoped he said no to me going with him so I could just wallow away in my own self pity today but I also knew getting out and about would be better... hopefully. “I’ll text my mom and she’ll get up here asap.” I give him a smile but it doesn’t fully reach my eyes, taking another bite of my yogurt. “It’s not your fault. And I’m not saying it’s a bad thing... honestly, I hope she sleeps until we leave so we don’t have to deal with her being a groggy little monster. Grandma will deal with that.” I hardly touch my iced coffee, unable to stop the visuals of all the edits I saw from popping up into my head every few seconds. “I am gonna go shower and get ready, okay?” I never did anything in the morning without a full glass - sometimes even two glasses - of iced coffee in my system. But I just couldn’t focus right now and I basically forgot I even had my iced coffee. I yawn again before getting up, it being rare that I would leave the table before Oscar was done eating. 

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“Oh, are you famous or something? I thought you looked familiar,” I tease you as I flirt with you, smiling cheekily at you. “There’s cameras everywhere I go but it doesn’t make it feel any less overwhelming. And Charles is really sweet to meet with fans and sign things for them. I can’t do that because it becomes too much and people get too touchy.. The last time I stopped for fans, someone licked my hand and I was trying to scrub my skin off for days after,” I admit to you, making a face at the memory. “I am glad that you get it though,” I lean into your side as we wait for Renee and Charles.

As you share your story, Max’s smile falters slightly, replaced by something more serious. “Wait, someone licked your hand? What the fuck?” He shakes his head, visibly annoyed on your behalf. “That’s insane. People forget you’re human sometimes... You’re not a museum exhibit they can poke and prod...” He wraps an arm protectively around your waist, pulling you in closer as you lean on him, now wanting to shield you from any creeps that may be right outside the car. “I hate that you’ve had to deal with that... Yeah, I get it more than I’d like to. It’s not always easy being the one people stare at. I have never been licked before... I have got some marriage licenses thrown at me with people hoping I wouldn't notice and just sign it anyways but that is about it.”

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Oscar looks back into your eyes, grateful when you reassure him on what his biggest fears were. He still wasn’t so sure that everything was okay but he knew he was going to get you to tell him sooner rather than later. He knew it was probably true that you were tired so he decides to let it go… for now. “Okay.. but come sit with me, please?” He continues to stare at you with concern, it being obvious he did not fully believe you. He sits down, starting to eat quietly but his eyes never left you.

“Of course, big one.” I finish making my iced coffee, grabbing a yogurt and a banana for myself before going over and sitting next to him at the island, taking a long sip of my coffee as I watch him eat, the two of us just watching one another. I take a bite of my yogurt, the two of us sitting quietly for a few minutes before I speak up. “Do you want me to go to media day with you? My mom and dad are here with Lando so I could leave her with them, or they would just come here and stay with her since she’s still passed out. This is the latest she’s slept in her entire life… usually she’s up at 5am.” 

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“I know it’s a lot.. I try to forget they are even there honestly,” I say softly, taking a deep breath once we got off the elevator. I exit the hotel with you, keeping close to you but not quite touching you because it felt weird to grab your hand just because the amount of photographers was somewhat overstimulating for me. I keep my head down as people shouted all four of our names.

Max was happy that you two were with Renee and Charles right now since they were never shy about a camera and they often talked to the paparazzi which they were doing now. Max couldn’t help but think how Renee was probably hamming it up to help take the attention off of you two and he really did love that you had such a good friend. He wraps his arm around your waist as you near the suv that would take you to the club, opening the door for you and letting you get in first before climbing in behind you, Renee and Charles stopping to sign things for some fans. “Hey, you know I’m used to this right? It’s more cameras than usual but that doesn’t mean I’m not used to it... I am kind of a big deal too, you know.” He chuckles, setting his hand on your thigh and giving you a sweet smile, anting you to know that your fame did not bother him. 

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Oscar continues to stare at you, not making a single move to eat and instead going around the counter to where you were. He gently takes your hand in his, making you stop what you were doing. “Nice try, Nay. Now, what’s really going on? I am not going to eat or leave here until you tell me what’s going on..,” he says, staring at you with concern. He immediately was worried that something really serious was going on or maybe you were considering moving to Texas permanently without him. He could not help but think about the worst possible situation. “Please talk to me, Nay..,” he speaks softly, staring you down and just wanting you to be honest with him.

I give him a ‘really?’ look, pouting a bit. “Please stop threatening to not do your job. We’re in Belgium, babe. You have less sway now. Your entire team will make you go.” I shake my head, knowing I was not going to tell him about my stupid insecurities right now. “Baby, I promise, I’m fine. I’m just exhausted. I’m hormonal and Aubree really was restless all night and I’m so in-tune with her that every time she moved a muscle, I woke up.” I wasn’t lying, I did sleep pretty badly. I never slept right the first night in a new place either but with a restless toddler next to me, it was even harder to fully relax. “I got that salmon specifically for you and Lando might stop by to say hi and if he even smells that salmon, we both won’t hear the end of it so please... just eat. I’m fine.” I reach up and cup his cheeks in my hands, “I am not leaving you, I am not thinking about moving anywhere else unless you are with me, and I am not suddenly missing Mick and realizing that I am in love with him now that I am away from him. Please just eat your breakfast, Pastry, and let me get some caffeine into my system.” 

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“Maybe I should hire you as my personal security detail, actually..,” I smile softly at you. It was true that I had some bad experiences with paparazzi in the past, including a scary car accident that left me scared to ever drive again. “I kind of hate that I can’t go anywhere without security. I would love to feel normal for once. Although I wouldn’t trade what I am doing for anything so it’s just the life I have to live. I know you get what it’s like having attention everywhere you go though. We’re kind of a perfect match,” I smile softly at you, always trying to see the positive.

“Now that is something I’ve never heard before... a body guard couple.” Max laughs quietly, holding you close once you stepped onto the elevator, loving that he could be coupled and cozied up with you while Charles and Renee were right next to you two doing the same thing. Max was always so secretly envious of how touchy and PDA-obsessed Renee and Charles were. He never admitted it out loud, but he always wanted something like that for himself and now with you, he felt like he could finally have that since you were quite affectionate. “Do you know how many people are usually following me around on a day to day basis? I get it entirely... once we get downstairs, there are going to be approximately 50 body guards... 10 for me, 10 for Charles and 30 of yours.” Max smiles down at you, teasing you since he knew your security detail was pretty intense but for good reason.

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Oscar furrows his brows when you seem to be in your own world and you didn’t register that he was there at all. You always knew when he was around and the fact that you hadn’t just responded to him when he spoke worried him. “Nay? Renee?,” he calls you again, waving a hand gently in front of your face. “What’s going on?,” he asks, sensing that something had to be bothering you. You were unusually quiet last night but he just assumed that you were tired from the travel and taking care of Aubree, who was a little fussy after the flight. He spoke softly so he didn’t wake Aubree up just yet. He knew you better than anyone though so he was almost mad at himself for not noticing sooner that something was bothering you.

I nearly jump out of my skin when Oscar’s hand was suddenly in front of me, bringing me back to reality, looking up at him and giving him a smile. “Oh shit, you scared me, baby. I didn’t even hear you come in.” I shake my head, trying to clear the images of Oscar and his ex girlfriend. “I’m just really exhausted from traveling... Aubree woke me a few times and I didn’t sleep all that well. You know I hate flying. Especially for that long with a fussy toddler.” I lean up, pressing my lips to his gently before turning back to finish up his avocado toast, handing him the mug of coffee I made for him and setting his plate of breakfast on the kitchen island. “Eat up, baby.” I yawn as I walk over to the fridge and pull out everything for my iced coffee, trying to act as normal as possible, really not wanting to weigh Oscar down with this nonsense. It was all nonsense and I knew that. Oscar loved me and his ex was not the nicest to him, and yet they looked so good and happy together... what if Oscar was just happy to be with someone? What if he was equally as obsessed and intense with her? What if I wasn’t even special, I was just someone who put up with it? What if he met someone else to fixate on? 

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“I promise you will still have a really good night,” I flirt with you. “The question is are you okay with it? People will definitely know we are a thing now… officially.” I had an ex who was ashamed of me at one point and my fame so I wasn’t really big on the whole hiding thing. “I don’t really care if people see us. I want to live my life and have fun with the guy I am crazy about.” We had been seen together before in L.A but that was back in January so any speculation died down. I walk to the elevator with you, our friends close behind.

“I am more than okay with it. I don’t care what people say about me or my relationships, you know I am going to try to keep it as private as possible but considering who you are and who I am, it is a bit of a pipe dream to believe we’ll have that much privacy really... that’s what happens when you date America’s Sweetheart.” He smiles down at you, leaning down and kissing your forehead gently. “Just know that if any paparazzi gets too close to you, I will sue them. I’ve heard so many stories of paparazzi getting way too close to you and that won’t happen if I am around.”

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Oscar breathes a sigh of relief when you made it clear to him that it would be your home together. He especially loved the sound of you wanting extra rooms for your future children. “Yeah, I can understand that, my love. I actually wanted to tell you that I had been talking with my realtor in Monaco. I was thinking we could look at places there soon because I really want to properly move in together and move somewhere new. I am sure he would have no problem with scouring out some places here as well. "I should have known you would want to come back out here more. And I appreciate you including me in the plans, little one. And I do love the idea of owning multiple properties with you..,” he says. He loved thinking about your future, feeling so grateful that he was spending the rest of his life with you.

The next morning, we headed to the airport together with Aubree and Mick, letting Aubree say goodbye to Mick before the three of us boarded. I took a picture of Aubree on Oscar’s lap looking out the window, it being obvious that we were flying private, and within a few seconds of me posting it to my story, the comments and DMs started rolling in. As of recently, while I was in Texas getting photographed with Mick, the amount of hate and trolling I got online had seemingly tripled out of no where. Everyone was comparing me to Oscar’s ex girlfriend, Lily, saying she was cuter and less of a home wrecker.... because apparently I was now a home wrecker. People were calling me Kelly 2.0, how I got pregnant with one driver’s baby and now I was trying to lock down another baby daddy. They also called me out on being a ‘bad sister to Lando’ for supporting his rival and the generic run of the mill fame whore comment sprinkled in. Normally I could deal with the hate, since it was pretty rare, but now that I was openly dating Oscar and my past relationship with Mick was out there for everyone to dissect and I was recently seen out with him and our daughter, the hate had just started to become too much. I didn’t tell anyone about it though, just dealing with it silently, but it was starting to weigh heavy on me. We got in to Belgium pretty late so we went straight to the hotel, all three of us passing out pretty much immediately after having a small dinner, Aubree asleep in between us instead of in her crib but neither of us cared enough to move her and I wanted the extra support of my babygirl and boyfriend tonight anyways. The next morning, I woke up with Oscar since he had to get ready to go to media day, scrolling through my FYP briefly while Oscar was showering, seeing tons and tons of edits of Oscar and Lily with captions like ‘miss these two!!’ and it just made me feel sick to my stomach. Aubree was still asleep as I got up and changed into some comfy clothes, the jet lag definitely getting to her but a quiet morning was much needed. I was in the kitchen area of the hotel suite, making Oscar’s race weekend go-to-favorite; avocado toast with salmon since Lando wasn’t here to complain. I was in my own world as my mind went a million miles an hour overthinking everything, not even noticing when Oscar walked into the room and greeted me.

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I stayed attached to your side even as I looked back at Renee, making a face. “Ugh, Pierre is so gross. He DM'ed me like a month ago asking if I wanted to be their third. As if,” I say, Renee and I both making a face. Besides, I knew if Renee and Charles wanted anyone else in their bed, it was going to be Oscar, who was oddly following them around a lot this weekend. I peck your lips gently, keeping my arm wrapped around your waist. “Are you ready to go?,” I beam at you, so happy to be by your side again. And it felt so good for it to be different this time, knowing we wouldn’t have to be separated for a long period of time again. As long as you wanted me around, I was there.

Max tensed next to you, making a disgusted face as you mention that Pierre had hit you up. “Is there any girl who he hasn’t hit on? I feel like he hits on anything with a pulse.” Max shakes his head, knowing he’d have to keep a close eye on you tonight considering Pierre didn’t really seem to care about people’s relationship status... he just hit on them anyways. “I am very ready to go, babe.” He drapes his arm around your waist, tugging you close and pressing a soft kiss to the side of your head. “I am excited to celebration none of my own accomplishments and fully celebrate McLaren.” He opens the door, the four of you walking to the elevator, his arm staying around your waist the entire time. “Are you worried about us being out in public at all?”

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Oscar was blushing and smiling like an idiot, it taking him a minute to absorb your words. “Are you planning on coming to Texas more often? We could spend some time here during the off-season. I mean, if you want me here. I could rent a place nearby, I am sure Mick doesn’t want me staying in his house..,” he rambles nervously. He should have known it was a possibility that you would probably want Aubree to spend more time with Mick in Texas so of course you were going to go with. He just didn’t know if he could be without you for that long again. He didn’t want to be a nuisance to you and have you feel like he was always clinging to you but he didn’t like the idea of being separated for weeks on end.

“Mick and I have talked about it and I just can’t imagine sending Aubree on a plane to come here without me. Maybe once she’s older, like in her teens, I could allow that but not anytime soon. But Mick’s life is here so we were discussing me getting my own place here... our own place. I was thinking at the end of the season, we could come out here and try to find something we like... with a pool and a few bedrooms. Obviously one for us, one for Aubs and two or three for our future children.” I kiss his shoulder, not wanting him to spiral, wanting him to know that he was fully included in these plans that I was making. “Mick is thinking about moving back to Europe, or at least the UK, but as of now he’s pretty settled here in the states...”

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I finally left after giving you a few more lingering kisses, giggling the moment Renee saw me and she gave me a knowing look. I got ready with her, telling her everything when we were back at the room. I finally told Charles the truth too and it felt so good to have my feelings out in the open now. I was giddy with excitement, waiting for you to come to the room. I practically ran to the door when hearing your knock, smoothing out my dress before opening up the door and throwing my arms around you. “Hi, Max,” I breathe out.

Max smiled at you as soon as you opened the door, his arms wrapping around you just as fast as yours did his, picking you up off the ground as he hugged you tight. It had only been a few hours, and yet he missed you desperately. Now that you were back in his life, he couldn’t imagine spending any time without you now. He inhales the scent of your shampoo before setting you down, pressing a soft kiss to your lips then to your cheek before following you inside, smiling at Renee and Charles who were staring at him with an identical knowing look on their faces. “Okay you two are creepy.” Max smiles, giving Renee a hug then giving Charles one.

Renee was over the moon that you two were together now. She had made a bet with Charles earlier that you two would end up together by the end of the night and Charles had said the weekend, so he owed her a trip to Tiffany or Louis Vuitton and she felt very vindicated. “I’m just so happy my two besties are now dating. We can double date together!” Renee and Max were oddly close, the two of them matching in sarcasm and pure bluntness and honesty that of course they got along effortlessly. “Charles and I hav been dying to go on double dates with a normal couple... I love Kika but being around Pierre for too long gives me the creeps. He wants us to be swingers and it’s just... not gonna happen.” 

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Oscar was grateful to have the sunglasses off his face now so he could see you clearly as he gazes back down at you. “I guess watching hours of the show with you really helped. I didn’t know that it was going to be like studying for the hottest sex of my life,” he chuckles lowly, kissing the top of your head gently. “I am glad that I finally fulfilled your fantasy, little one.” He brushes your hair back from your face, feeling utterly spent after all that. He knew he was going to have to get up and leave soon before Mick would come back but he was just enjoying laying here with you for now. “God, I missed you so much,” he says, back to being the Oscar who was so soft for his girlfriend.

“It was well worth the wait. Being stalked in the suburbs of Texas is definitely more fitting than being stalked in Monaco.” I giggle, it being cut off by a yawn. I smile up at him as he says he missed me, leaning up and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “There’s my soft little freak.” I nip at his lower lip, smirking to myself when his cheeks immediately got pink again. “My blushy soft freaky boyfriend.” I peck his lips again before burying my face in his neck, letting out a content sigh. “Now, every time I come back to Texas, I will always remember it as the place that we had this incredible sex...” I hadn’t told Oscar yet about how I was planning on getting a house here with him yet, and I was too blissed out to think about how he could potentially spiral over the thought of me coming to the states more often now without him.

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I look back at you with dark blue eyes after you kissed me and I immediately pull you back to me, kissing you again. I kiss you slower this time before pulling away and looking back at you with dark blue eyes. “I am not letting you go again,” I speak softly, a little breathless. “I should go get ready.. When I have you again, it won’t be in your driver’s room. Even though I still think about that time in Qatar when you were soaked in champagne. I need to go find Renee and pick out a dress for tonight. I will see you soon, yeah?”

Max smirked into the kiss as you immediately pulled him back, having missed kissing you and touching you and being with you both physically and emotionally. He never felt more complete than when you were next to him or touching him or kissing him or doting on him. “I am not letting you let go of me again.” His eyes widen a bit as you talk about having sex in the drivers room, “You can’t say things like that to me, love... now all I am going to be thinking about is our night in Qatar!” He groans a bit dramatically before nodding, knowing you girls would take forever and Renee would want to know every detail of how tonight went. “Yes, go get ready with Renee. We’re all in the same hotel though so we can go to the club together, yeah? I can come meet you at Renee and Charles’ room?” 

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Oscar nearly growls at the idea of you touching yourself. “Did you wear this bikini in hopes you would catch someone’s attention today, pretty girl? I am just glad that I was the first one to find you.. I don’t want anyone else seeing you like this. You’re mine now, got it?,” he speaks lowly, kissing back up your neck and sucking gently where he knew you were the most sensitive. He continues to run his fingers over your nipples. “You don’t have to touch yourself anymore… unless I tell you to. You only touch yourself for me now, okay?,” he turns you around, pulling your top off completely and checking you out. He bites hard into his lower lip. “So fucking beautiful.. I am going to keep you and worship you every day and night,” he says, hooking his thumbs into your bikini bottoms. “I bet you taste so good, pretty girl..”

We fooled around up in the guest room, not feeling right having full on sex in Mick’s personal space and knowing I would do laundry and cover up all evidence of this happening. It was the best sex we've ever had. Oscar even kept his glasses on the entire time which made the entire experience 10x more intense and kept us both in character the whole time, and I now realized I had a thing for him concealing his face like so many characters in Katie’s dark romances she told me about. Looking back at Oscar as he fucked me from behind with most of his face hidden was the hottest thing I have ever lived through. I was so utterly wrecked and in post-orgasmic bliss, not used to being that submissive but it was definitely something I would want to play around with experiencing again. “You... you really studied for that role...” I look up at him from where my head was resting on his chest, the way he spoke to me and how he called me ‘pretty girl’ still on my mind, knowing I would be fantasizing about them for a long, long time. 

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“He is supposed to be my friend too, though,” I frown, knowing if not for Charles already having a bad day, I would be giving him the silent treatment too. “Renee is the only one who knew how badly it hurt me to leave. I barely wanted to get out of bed those first few days in L.A. I missed you so much and I didn’t want to work at all but she said she knew we would find our way back to each other. I love my career but I am definitely ready to take it easy the rest of the year. I have a photoshoot and interview coming up in two weeks but maybe you could come with me? Only if you want though.. I know you hate L.A but I would love for you to see me at work too. I mean, I don’t know if you have any plans for summer break. Maybe you had a whole vacation planned.. I shouldn’t be so presumptuous.”

“Don’t get upset with Charles. He was just trying to follow brocode and all that. It had nothing to do with you personally. He just didn’t want me to call you and then feel let down... Renee wasn’t exactly forthcoming with the information and I don’t know if Charles even knew the extent because if he knew all that, he probably would’ve dialed your number for me.” Max rubs your hips softly, hating to hear about how sad you were and not being there to make you feel better. “I can’t lie, I was pretty down and out too... the only thing that got me out of bed was racing because I am contractually obligated. If my career wasn’t on the line, I would’ve missed a few races... I wasn't at 100% at all in the car and I tried so hard not to let anyone see it.” Max smirks at you as you ramble nervously about inviting him, leaning down and crashing his lips against yours when you were mid-sentence, wanting you to stop over thinking. He pulls away after a long moment, smiling down at you. “I would love nothing more than to go to LA with you.” 

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Oscar kisses slowly up your neck, nibbling at your earlobe playfully. “Yeah? He wouldn’t notice if I kidnap you and make you mine?,” he whispers lowly, gripping your hips firmly and keeping you pressed up against him. This was sending a complete thrill through him, usually never being the one who was dominant and making the moves like this. It was a little easier for him since he was pretending that he was someone else and it was honestly very hot. He slides his hands up your stomach slowly until he was squeezing your breasts, running his thumbs teasingly slow over your nipples. “If you were mine, I would never stop touching you.. I would never want to be anywhere but inside you,” he says softly, desperate to get another moan out of you.

Hearing him threaten to kidnap me should not turn me on as much as it is right now. I let out of a soft whimper as he pulls me against him firmly, loving whenever he used his strength. Oscar was so gentle and soft, but there were rare moments when he would remind me just how strong he was, and those moments always turned my legs to jelly and make me want to submit to him. “  N-No... he would never even come looking for me... you could just k-keep me tied up forever and no one would ever know... I’d be all yours...” I moan loudly as his hands were on my breasts, grinding my ass back against his obvious hard-on, “I would let you inside me whenever you want... H-He hasn’t fucked me in months... I’m so sick of touching m-myself...”

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“I am going to kill Charles,” I say even though I knew it was probably for the best. I couldn’t have been with you physically until now since I had been so busy with work. “I never wanted space from you. I signed onto the movie before meeting you so I needed to honor my commitment. No matter how bad I wanted to get out of it and just follow you around the world. I could never move on from you, Max. I only want you. Since the moment I met you, I have only wanted you. I am all yours, baby,” I say, leaning my forehead up against yours. I wanted the chance to be in love with you properly and be yours without feeling like I had to be anywhere else.

“He was just looking out for me... I should’ve listened to Renee, her being your best friend and all but Charles said if you wanted to be in my life, you’d be in it... so I left it alone. But in your defense, Renee didn’t talk to him for the rest of that night.” Max chuckles, remembering how dramatic of a scene the two of them caused since everyone was so unbelievably drunk and Renee was truly sticking up for you and trying to get the two of you together faster. ”I would’ve never allowed you to do that. I like that you have your own thing. So many times I’ve talked to women who don’t do anything, you know? They just want the clout and the status and the fame... I like that you are your own person. I would never keep you from doing movies or tours or any of that.” Max fully wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you even closer, smiling when you leaned your forehead against his and called him ‘baby’. “And I am all yours, love... always have been.” 

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Oscar notices the way you react to the new nickname, making sure to take mental note of it and remember that for later. “What a shame.. If I was your husband, I would never leave the house. How could anyone leave you all alone? You’re so beautiful..,” he says, starting to rub the tanning oil over your skin, his touch gentle and slow. He was taking his sweet time with you, wanting to drive you a little crazy just as much as you were driving him crazy. “Your skin is so soft.. I don’t think I would get anything done with you. And I am perfectly okay with that,” he murmurs, pressing his bulge right up against your ass as he places his lips right near your ear. “You’re so perfect, pretty girl..,” he speaks softly. “I would do anything for you.”

I gripped the edge of the kitchen island as soon as his hands touched me for the first time, my eyes fluttering closed, having missed his touch so damn much over the past 2 weeks of being apart. I bite my lip to keep myself from moaning when I feel his hard-on against my ass, pushing back against it gently, trying to stay in character, never wanting this to end since it was so fucking hot. Usually our dynamic was switched, it was me praising Oscar until his cheeks were bright pink and he was begging to fuck me, but now he was the one showering me with praise and compliments and it was making my knees weak and making me dizzy with arousal. “I-I would love for you to just keep me in your bedroom, use me whenever you want... Just us, no one else, ever... My husband would probably never even notice if I went missing...” I can’t help the moan that escapes as his lips were suddenly right by my ear. 

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I immediately grew jealous at the idea of girls throwing themselves at you even though I had experienced pretty much the same thing. “My co-star tried flirting with me every day but I was not interested. I would go home after a long day of shooting just to watch the race and wear one of your shirts that I stole,” I look back at you with bright blue eyes. “There’s only one man I have wanted and I left him back in Monaco,” I say, reaching out and stroking your cheek gently with my thumb. “My assistant had to stop me from drunk calling you a few times. I wanted to tell you how I felt but I didn’t want to distract you. I know it’s been a really rough season for you so far. And I was afraid you might not want me anymore. I want to be there for you though. I miss you and I miss the babies,” I say, referring to your pets, having been with you the day you got Donut. “You made me feel alive again and no one would ever be able to live up to you.”

Max’s eyes darken a bit as you mention your co-star but they quickly brighten again when you mention you stealing his shirts and watching the races instead of being with someone else. “I did notice that some of my shirts were missing... thought I was going a bit crazy there. Little thief.” He smiles at you, shaking his head playfully. “You don’t know how much I wanted to pick up the phone and call you too... one night, Renee was encouraging me to call you but Charles was telling me no... talk about devil and angel on your shoulder...” he says quietly, looking into your eyes, a hint of sadness in his. “I’d hear your name, or hear one of your songs or see something that reminded me of you, and it was like a punch to the chest. But I didn’t want to make things harder for you. I thought maybe you needed space... or that you’d moved on.” He squeezes your waist gently. “You were never a distraction. I just didn’t know if I had the right to reach out once you left... But I missed you. Every single day. And if you’ll let me, I want to be in your life again... properly.”

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Oscar swallows thickly when hearing your words, his dick twitching and straining against his boxers, his pants feeling entirely too tight now. You were the hottest woman on this planet and he could not believe how lucky he was. “Y-Yeah, of course,” he says, almost tripping over his words because that was how speechless you had left him. He quickly clears his throat before nodding at you. “It would be my pleasure. Anywhere you want me to rub tanning oil, I can. I am more than happy to be of service,” he says lowly. He stares at your mouth before going to find your tanning oil. He rolls up his sleeves slowly, knowing you were staring at his arms before he squeezes some tanning oil into the back of his hands. “Do you wanna untie your bikini for me, pretty girl?,” he asks, trying out a different nickname since you were roleplaying and the usual ‘little one’ and 'Nay’ didn’t feel quite right at the moment. “I don’t wanna miss a single spot..”

I couldn’t help but stare at his arms as he pushed the sleeves of his hoodie up, knowing that he wore that just for me too which was so hot. We were such weird people considering I got turned on when Oscar wore hoodies. “You’re so much nicer than my husband... he’s never here to help me with these sorts of things. I don’t remember the last time he’s even touched me...” I nearly passed out when he called me ‘pretty girl’, that making me feel absolutely crazy with want since he had never called me that before. I loved being called ‘little one’ too, but pretty girl... my knees went weak with that one. I nod since my mouth was refusing to move, turning and moving my hair away from my neck, showing off my back to him before reaching up and pulling the strings along my back so they fell down by my sides, but keeping my bikini tied around my neck for now, not letting it completely fall off just yet. “Y-You’re so kind...” 

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I felt my heart race, wrapping my arms around your neck. “Max.. I came here for you. I love spending time with Renee but I could have seen her any time this month. I wore this blue dress in the Ferrari garage because I flew here for you.” Only Renee knew how badly I had pined for you since the moment I flew from Monaco to L.A in February. She was the only one who knew how much time I spent crying on that flight. “I just hope I am not too late and someone else hasn’t beaten me to it. I have thought about you every single day and I probably look like a crazy stalker right now flying out to see you but I needed to make a big move. I would regret it for the rest of my life if I hadn’t tried,” I ramble nervously.

“I am sure all the engineers and crew members in there glared daggers at you for not wearing their sacred red.” Max teased you, squeezing your hips gently, his brows furrowing as you say you hope you’re not too late. “I haven’t even looked at another girl since I’ve met you, Katie. No one else even comes close to you. There have been plenty of options, I’ve had girls throwing themselves at me every time I go to a club, but I just... can’t with them. None of them are you. And once your album came out, it seemed like you were feeling the same way but... I don’t know, we haven’t talked too much and quite honestly, I thought maybe you had found someone new and that’s why I was worried that I got it all wrong... that your lyrics were about someone else, not me.”

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Oscar narrows his eyes at you even though you couldn’t see through his dark sunglasses, his body growing tense. He knew it was all part of the roleplay and if you kept speaking like that, he was going to bend you over right in Mick’s kitchen. “No, I didn’t know you had a husband… What a neglectful husband, leaving you all alone during the day when you look like this,” he says, his voice a little more breathy than usual, wondering if you would look down and see his obvious hard-on. “I seem to be a little lost.. I just moved in and I don’t know my way around. And I don’t know anyone around here. Do you need something fixed? I happen to be pretty good with my hands..,” he says, desperate to reach out and touch you.

“He does leave me alone quite often... it’s just me in this big house. All alone. It does get a little lonely.” I bring the straw to my lips, keeping my eyes locked on his even though I couldn’t see them through his glasses, wrapping my lips around the straw and sipping some of my iced coffee. Oscar got turned on by everything I did, so I knew it would drive him crazy. “You are definitely lost. Usually people come in the front door, but I don’t really mind someone coming in through the back...” It was as if I could read Oscar’s mind about him wanting to bend me over, feeling like I was straight out of a bad porno but this was definitely the hottest thing we’ve ever done. “I don’t know about anything needing to be fixed since my husband is in charge of all that... but I have been desperate for someone to rub some tanning oil on my back? Will you please help me with that?” I tilt my head as I look at him wide eyed, trying to look as innocent and angelic as possible, batting my lashes at him. 

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“I did write a song for Charles and Renee before,” I smile softly at the memory of playing it for them. I had felt so lost and unsatisfied in my own relationships that I ended up writing about my closest friends. “It’s kind of scary once it’s all out there. When I am writing, I am doing it for me and I am not thinking that millions of people are going to hear it.” Being an artist was the most vulnerable thing and being vulnerable wasn’t always easy for me but I was glad you heard the music so you could know what I truly felt. Even though we had texted time to time the past several months, I was desperate for more. I step a little closer to you, staring back into your eyes. The album had immediately went #1 and the songs were all over the charts but the fact that you went out of your way to listen meant so much more to me. “Just standing here now being in the same room as you… I could make it a double album.”

“Well, Renee and Charles are very lucky people because getting a song written about me was like the highest praise...” You stepping closer to Max was all the green light he needed to reach out and rest his hands on your hips, smirking down at you. “Your writing is incredible and I am honored that you chose to write about me and our time spent together. I loved every single song. Like I said, I was just listening to some of it before I went out to race today. I knew you were here but I didn’t know if I’d see you so I wanted to feel close to you somehow... I know you were probably at Ferrari with Renee so I wasn’t sure when or if our paths would cross during the weekend or not.” 

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Oscar could hardly take it anymore, feeling like a horny teenager. He was getting hard just from watching you. Sure, you were wearing a skimpy bikini but it was the thrill of staring at you and you not knowing where he was that was turning him on more. He watches you go into the house and he looks around, giving it a minute before he was all but following you into the house. You left the sliding door open after all so you had to know he was there, right? He walks in, closing the door quietly and approaching the kitchen, standing a little ways off but if you turned around, you would be able to spot him. He just stood there staring at you as you made your iced coffee, checking out your ass and thinking about how he was seconds away from pinning you to the counter.

I finish my iced coffee, taking a sip from the straw and turning, my heart actually stopping for a moment as I see him suddenly standing there just a few feet away from me. My stomach filled with such intense butterflies to see him in his Joe Goldberg outfit, knowing that he was staring at me in that intensely hot way he always did even though he had glasses on. I put my hand on my chest as I look at him, trying to will my heart rate to slow. “Oh... you scared me. Can I help you with something?” I lean against the fridge as I stir my iced coffee, continuing to stare at him, playing the innocent naive role perfectly. This whole thing was so insanely hot and I was so happy that we were doing it right now. “Did my husband call you to fix something?” I knew Oscar far too well, knowing if I added a layer of jealousy there, he’d be even more feral - especially with me calling Mick my husband. 

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“I think you are the one man that I would really struggle to yell at, though,” I smile softly at you, my cheeks pink as you mention the passion we had under hotel sheets. I continue to blush even as I hold your gaze. “Yeah? I am really glad you liked it.. It just came about so naturally,” I say softly, wondering if you knew it was all about you. The fact I wrote an entire album about you and us was proof enough that we were never casual. All the nights spent in Monaco, L.A, and New York just left me falling for you. “I had the best muse, really.”

“I didn’t think anyone would ever write a song about me... or call me their muse, really. I am not really the muse type. That’s something someone would say about Charles Leclerc, not me.” Max chuckles, he was not above admitting that Charles was a very attractive and pretty man and that he wouldn’t be surprised if people wrote songs about him. “There were times I felt like I was gaslighting myself... that I was being egotistical and self centered to believe it was all about me... but you know me, I love putting together a puzzle and your album and you lyrics were just one big puzzle for me.”