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Miami Air

"Who wants you?" a deep voice said behind them.

Carlos had just arrived at the lounge. Now if Lando told him about Max and Charles, he was most likely going to lose it. Especially after he made her promise not to date any of his rivals. Lucia scooted over to Lando.

"Please don't tell him. I'm begging you" she whispered into his ear.

"Fine, but only if you give me your cute friends number."  He replied smirking.

Lucia wanted to tell him to screw himself, but she really didn't want Carlos to know. At least not like this.

"Fine, which one"  she said annoyed.

"Nayla's" he said and she nodded.

"I will ask her if she wants me to give it to you. If she says no I can't help you"

Lando nodded and wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer to him.

"Oh you know, just basically every guy she lays eyes on. It's honestly unfair"  Lando said to Carlos.

Her brother sat down next to Marilla.

"It's the Sainz genes"  Carlos joked.

"Drink up Carlos, because we're already a few shots ahead of you and I really want to dance" Marilla exclaimed while handing him a drink.

Carlos looked into her beautiful blue eyes and smiled while shaking his head. He knew she didn't enjoy drinking, and he didn't either, but if she had to drink because of Lucia, he always had to drink too. He really liked the outfit she was wearing too. In fact he liked her style in general, but he would never admit that to her. Marilla was sitting very close to him and even though she didn't notice, he definitely did.

Various shots and drinks later, all five were on the dance floor dancing to 90's music. Lando had convinced the DJ to let him up to the DJ desk and was now up there doing his thing, as always. Marilla and Carlos were kind of dancing together and to Lucia's surprise, they were fighting less than usually, but she was pretty drunk and didn't think more about it. She was feeling very hot, so she wanted to go outside and smoke a cigarette and Mick offered to join her. She wasn't really a smoker, but when she drank a lot, the urge to smoke simply appeared and here and there she gave in.

"I'm going to the bathroom, do you want to wait here?"  Mick asked her.

She shook her head. She couldn't stand being in the club for much longer, she needed fresh air.

"I'll wait outside okay? I really need some air"  she replied and walked outside after Mick agreed.

The fresh warm Miami air hit her face and she took a deep breath. Instantly she felt better. Lots of people were outside talking and smoking. She leaned onto the wall behind her and opened her purse to look for her cigarettes she had purchased earlier in the club. She was struggling a bit to find them and that's when she realized how drunk she already was. She was ready to ask some stranger to help her get them and her lighter, but luckily she found the cigarettes in time. She put one between her lips and searched for her lighter. Now she was definitely struggling very hard, as she couldn't find her lighter in her bag. When she was about to give up searching for it and ask the group of people next to her, someone was holding a lighter in front of her. She leaned in closer to light her cigarette and inhaled. When she blew out the smoke, she finally looked up, only to see Max standing in front of her.

"You smoke?"  she asked him curiously.

His eyes scanned the girl in front of him. Her black silk dress was short and loose, and he loved the way it looked on her. Usually Max was the type of guy who wasn't really a fan of loose clothes on girls, such as dresses, shirts and pants, but somehow Lucia seemed to pull it off.