Just friends?

Chapter 55

He whispers, so only I hear it.

"Like right now?"

"Yes, for making our relationship public. Please don't do it if you feel only the slightest amount uncomfortable. We'll just wait then."

I smile and hug him. "Yes, I want to kiss you. And yes, right now."

He places me down and puts all his helmet stuff away. He walks over to me, picks me up and places his forehead against mine. "Are you still okay with this?"

"Yes."

He places me down again and places his hands on my hips. Probably every photographer is focused on us, but we don't care.

Pierre looks in my eyes one more time, and I give him a smile. "It's okay."

He pulls me closer, and places his lips on mine. I put my arms behind his neck and he picks me up.

Still kissing I throw my legs around his waist and tangle my hands in his hair. I hear my name through the speakers, and I assume it's about me and Pierre.

"All the questions will be about you now." Pierre puts me down, and I hit his shoulder.

"It was your idea, you can't go back now."

"Do you regret it?"

"No, I absolutely don't."

We drive back to the hotel. "Did you have a lot of questions about me?"

"Probably a couple, but it doesn't matter."

"Pierre, look at me. How many questions did you have?"

"Quite a lot yes. But it doesn't matter because I love you"

"Do we need to do anything else or will the media do everything for us?"

"I'll post a picture of you, to make it really real. You can do the same if you want."

"What, post a picture of myself? I do that all the time."

"Sky, you know what I mean."

"Okay, you got me."

"When you do it, please don't read the comments. Some of them can be harmful."

"I won't. But can you post a picture of me where my arms aren't showing? Like a long sleeve one, or where my arms aren't on the picture.

I'm comfortable with wearing short sleeves, but just not on a picture that will go around the world, you know what I mean?"

"Of course, I'll find a good picture of you."

We come home, cuddle up and watch a movie. Pierre posts a picture of me, and I post a picture of him.

SUNDAY

Pierre starts from pole today and I'm really excited. Max starts next to him, so they will have some fights. Lando starts behind, on P3 and he has Carlos on P4.

Max overtakes Pierre after some laps of fighting, Lando is still P3 but Carlos got overtaken by Charles, who started P5.

Max wins his home race! He parks his car and runs to me to pick me up. "I did it!

"You did it Max, I know you could do it."

"So you didn't want me to win?" Pierre stands behind me, he finished P2 after some amazing battles and overtakes with Lando.

Max puts me down, and I jump in Pierre's arms. "P2! You did an amazing job. But I'm sorry, you get to win at every circuit, but Zandvoort is for Max."

"Can I get a podium kiss at least?" He pouts.

"Hmmm, let's see."