"I love you Blake. Nothing. No amount of time or distance will ever change that."
Blake Rivers is an ICU RN who is on vacation in Monaco to get away from the stress of her job when she meets this green eyed mysterious Monegasque man who instantly ca...
The dinner with Charles and the other drivers was tonight, and I was low key freaking out. I have no idea how to dress for these sorts of things. So I called the only person that I knew that would know exactly what I should wear.
"Heyyyyyy Tay." I said as she answered her phone.
"Oh gosh. I know that voice. What event are you going to, and I will need you to send me pictures of the outfits that you have." Tatum demanded. When it came to fashion, she meant business.
I sent her photos of 2 outfits that I had while I filled her in on my new relationship with Charles, as well as what type of dinner I was going to.
"Okay definitely go with the blue cowl neck tank with the white trousers. You can thank me later."
"Okay, I'll send you a picture once I finish getting dressed."
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Me: Okay Tay, final look. What do you think? Is this "meet the Formula 1 drivers at dinner" worthy?
Tay: Of course. I would never steer you wrong when it comes to fashion. ;) remember- just be yourself. everyone will love you!
Me: <3
I had just finished putting on my lipstick when there was a knock at the door. A smile forming on my lips, I walked over and opened the door.
"Hé chérie." I said, my French accent was absolutely horrible, but I knew it would just take some practice. I had googled the most common phrases in French, because I was now determined to learn the language.
He looked at me shockingly. "Hey Darling." He translated back to me. "I didn't know you were learning French. I am impressed. However, we need to work on your accent." Charles chuckled as he stepped into my room, leaning in to give me a kiss.
"Well, I knew my accent was going to be shit. That's what I have you for." I shrugged my shoulders.
He stepped back to look at me.
"How do I look?" Asking while I did a 360 for him. "Is this too much? Not enough?"
He was quiet for a moment. He had on khaki pants with a black knit sweater. And he was wearing those glasses that just make him even more attractive.
"You look absolutely beautiful." He breathed.
I felt the heat of a blush develop on my neck and cheeks. He smiled at me, now knowing that I hate compliments.
"Are you sure this is 'meet your friends' worthy?" I moved my hands up and down my body. I let out a ragged breath, letting my nerves show for a moment.
