In the Spotlight (Max Verstappen - Book Two)

Chapter Twenty-Four

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I woke up the next day to Max in bed with me, arm over my waist as I was stuck being his little spoon. This is a fact that perhaps would have caused me to freak out if you told me two months ago that this is how I would wake up the day after the Australian GP, but the reality was not bad, not bad at all. I racked my brain for the end of the events last night as I nestled myself further into Max's chest, enjoying the feeling of his steady breathing on the back of my neck.

The party never really ended but eventually, Max being less drunk than the rest of us wandered into my room to go to sleep and about an hour or two later I crawled into my bed next to him, leaving the rest of them in the living room. Nothing happened, Max woke up briefly, confused as to who was getting into the bed but as soon as he realised it was me, he pulled me in close, and gave my neck a few quick teasing kisses before falling back asleep, a pursuit I followed him in soon after.

Around ten minutes after I woke up, I felt Max shift behind me as his breathing became shallower and I realised that he had woken up as well. I moved from the position I was in so that we were now chest to chest, both of us only separated by our underwear as I gave daring kisses along his jawline. His eyes fluttered open in shock at the action before they relaxed when they saw me in front of him, still slightly confused.

"Am I dreaming?" He mumbles, his voice a couple of octaves lower from it being the morning and I giggle, shaking my head at him as I raise my hand and pinch his shoulder lightly. "Well if I am dreaming, you're still annoying," he mumbles as he shoots me a quick glare because of the pinch before closing his eyes and snuggling in once more, burying his head in the pillow, only pausing to kiss my forehead briefly. He seems to have a moment of confusion as he does this, realising that he has actually kissed me and I am real as his eyes snap back open, much wider and more awake than before. "Elodie, wh-what are you doing here?" He asks and I raise an eyebrow at him as I pull away slightly to look at him, although I remain trapped by his arm that's over my waist, lazily caressing the skin of my lower back.

"You mean in my bed?" I ask him amusedly and I see him also pull back to look at the room, pushing himself up into a sitting position, the sheet covering us just falls down to his waist, attracting my eyes to the v-line that shows like a tempting ghost.

"Oh," he says quietly and my brain goes into overdrive.

Does he not remember last night? Oh, fuck that will be so embarrassing if he doesn't.

I look at him a panicked expression on my face which he seems to immediately sense as he looks back at me his face softening. "Sorry, I was thrown off. This is a surprise. Definitely not where I thought I would be twelve hours ago." He said as he reached out to push some of my hair away from my face.

"So...you remember?..." I trail off expectantly, waiting for confirmation.

"Yes, to be honest, I'm surprised that you do," he says as he looks at me, amusement written all over his face. "How are you not dead right now?"

"The Red Bull? Drink it on a night out and you don't get hungover I guess? Maybe the stuff does have its uses?" I wonder aloud and I just hear Max just hum in agreement.

"Wait...so...hmm.." I hear Max start to question and look at him confused as I push myself up so I'm leaning back on my hands and the bed sheet slips down to my lap as well. Whatever Max was trying to figure out how to say got lost immediately as he paid attention to my movement, or more specifically the effect of my movement. I looked over at him to see what he was about to say only to discover his eyes travelling firmly down my body, taking in my red lacy bra and toned, tanned abs, his mouth slightly open as he seemed to have stopped breathing. I smile softly at the rather adorable sight.