"So I was just a fucking bet?"
"Well, I was just a dare, right?"
"Don't you fucking dare to compare some innocent
flirting with taking someone's virginity."
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Jasmine Leclerc gets dared to flirt with current WDC Max Verstappen, while Max in...
♬❝ Now we got problems and I don't think we can solve 'em You made a really deep cut and baby, now we got bad blood ❞♬
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»»———— ★ ————«« 49 days until summer break Monday - Week of French Grand Prix - Monaco
I didn't know how I pulled it off, but the weekend was over, and I had not yet seen Jasmine. She texted me herself, saying she was busy and had a girls' trip planned with her friends since she didn't see them often.
And to avoid having to create a difficult situation, I left for France early. Even Christian was surprised I wanted to go so early, but I told him I wanted to focus on the race, on maintaining the lead I currently had over Charles and Lewis, and I couldn't do that in Monaco.
During the car ride, all kinds of scenarios went spinning in my head. The past few days, I managed not to bump into Charles, but that would be inevitable this week. And he knew.
He knew that I placed a bet on his sister.
Maybe I could talk to him and explain that I no longer see Jasmine as a bet but as so much more.
My phone rang, and I almost jumped from my seat when Jasmine's name appeared on the car display. With trembling fingers, I accepted the call; her voice immediately echoed through the car stalls.
"Hey, Max."
"Hey, Jasmine," I replied, trying to cover the trembling in my voice.
"Are you driving?"
"Yeah, I decided to go early."
"And you didn't take me with you? What a shame."
I cursed myself, gripping the steering wheel firmer as I heard her chuckle, "Sorry," I apologized. "I just thought you would have college."
"I do," Jasmine's laugh was light, and the knot in my stomach only grew tighter. "But asking me would've been nice."
"Charles will take you, won't he?"
"No, he won't. I asked, but he said that he and Carlos would travel together. I think I will drive myself on Saturday."
Charles is avoiding his sister? Or he's keeping a closer eye on Carlos.
"Oh, that is weird," I retorted. "I can't wait to see you on Saturday, though."
