When I woke up that morning, I felt large arms holding me tightly and all I could smell was his expensive masculine cologne. He was already awake because when I blinked once or twice he whispered in my ears. The way I loved him to.
'Morning Mon Jolie.' His breath made my hair fall onto my face.
I let out a small grunt and covered my face with the duvet jokingly. His hands grabbed both of my hips and he lifted me up.
'Chip !' I exclaimed, surprised by his strength.
He put me down on his lap and stroked my hair. He wrapped his arms around my neck and we stayed there for a short moment, enjoying each other's company.
'What should we do today ?' He whispered in my ear. His deep, croaky morning voice making him sound so cute.
'Beach !' I voted excitedly.
He smiled widely at me and agreed. 'Thats a great idea. Wanna go on the boat to ?' He suggested.
'What ? What boat ?' I asked confused.
'The Sedici Riva.' He said unfazed. I became shocked and even more excited.
'What ! You still have that boat ?' I practically screamed aloud.
'Yeah, my family gave it to me, come on let's go. It's at Porto Cervo.' God. I hadn't heard him say that in years, it was the same boat, at the same dock with the same boy. This was gunna be a great day.
'Okay but can we make a quick stop on the way I need to get something.' He pulled a face at me. I only smiled.
. . .
We were walking down one of the classic Monaco streets when I pulled Charles to one side.
'Oh no, no no no no no.'
'Yes yes yes yes, come on.'
I pulled him inside.
All around us was beach bags, surf boards, hair clips, sunglasses and a ton of bikinis. 'Hi there how may I help you two ?' Asked the lovely lady at the counter.
'I was wondering if I could try on a bikini or two ? I forgot to bring one.' I told her.
'No you didn't I saw one in your ba-' Charles began before I put one of my fingers over his lips. The lady grinned.
'They're just over there, take as much time as you need and try as many as you'd like.' She replied.
'Thank you.' I said before turning to face them.
'And must I say. You two make a fabulous couple.' She added.
Me and Charles both smiled widely.
'Thank you.' Me and Charles both said before I managed to drag him to the isle.
It was a small, cute shop. Quiet and pleasant. I chose a few, tried them on and made Charles pick one. Not that he was paying much attention.
My outfit now looked like this :
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Racing for love
FanfictionAfter Y/n Wolff moved away to Vienna when she was 16 she lost contact with her best friend Charles Leclerc. 8 years later she goes on to work and follows her dream in becoming a f1 interviewer, along the way she discovers her love for Charles best f...