Off the Track Series Book 3
An unexpected twist of fate finds Charlotte spending a late night turned early morning with Max Verstappen. The only catch - He doesn't even touch her, but they do touch each others hearts. After a lifetime of getting it...
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When the time for wedding week arrives, the male half of our crew loads in early for room assignments, while we were partying at sea the men did the same on land so we're all flew into Italy early for the whole affair. And we're here for the long haul! Amelia and Charles planned the wedding this week for when we have a ten day break before races so half the grid, if not more will be traveling to Italy for the affair. A bunch of us will be staying for the whole trip it honestly it feels like summer break all over again... except for the awkward terms Max and I are on all over again.
From the second he arrives Max makes a point of not even looking at me.
I make a point of acting like that doesn't kill me.
Ever since Charles wouldn't let him out on the balcony in Hungary things have been off between us. Hell, things got off track way back before then. Way back before Jos' attack, before Max even broke it off to before when I didn't tell Max about Chad soon enough. Every way I spin it, I'm to blame. Regardless things are good enough for him to still check in on my flights at least.
Talk about a text that made me way too excited.
The wedding festivities are kicking off with a welcome party sure to last until the wee hours of the morning, meaning I'm putting on an itty bitty bikini with a hat, mesh top and belt chain. I look damn good with my body on display. I'm young and free despite how sad and tied down I feel inside and the girls are right, I should enjoy it.
Maybe things will smooth over with Max this weekend.
A girl can only hope.
Finally ready I abandon my closet in seek of that bar where I also find Carmen in a two for one deal. She started experimenting with making lemon drop shots after brunch, and I do mean experimenting because she was nowhere close at first. Naturally we had to drink them to try them you know? Somehow the morning got away from us and the pair of us had been sitting out here all day drinking to the point of stumbling a bit when the men started to invade the boat not long ago. Funny enough we both changed in the time we separated only to meet back up at the exact same location.
Taking in Carmens yellow, form-fitting bikini, I say, "You look hot. George see you yet?"
"Begged me not to leave the room. He's still back there, hoping I change my mind."
"Men," We giggle together "Does he plan on joining us?"
"Yes, but I think he's going to pout for a little while longer." Carmen looks over her shoulder and then whispers.
"Has Max seen you in this outfit?"
I shake my head. "No, I have no idea where he is. But that doesn't matter, because I'm going to talk to other men tonight. There should be some single men milling about, someone who wants to go hang out in a closet and do some naughty things."
"A closet?" Carmen laughs. As someone in a healthy relationship without dry periods she can't imagine how horrible they are. I lean in and say, "At this point I'd fuck in a closet if that means I find a release." I glance over my shoulder as other people start to arrive, tipsy Cat in full swing.
