What was I made for ?..

Something I wait for...

Not proof read, will check tomorrow just wanted to write this chapter before I lost my inspiration.

Tanned skin. Pink lips. Dark tousled hair. These were all the features of the man who was cuddled next to me. His arms were strong and wrapped around my waist. His face just inches from mine. His touch was warm and inviting. I've been staring at him for a while. Taking in all his beauty. God he was beautiful.

My heart was fluttering knowing he was mine. The sunlight danced on his skin perfectly. His cheeks bones shone and his stubble glowed. I played with his hair whilst he slept, he melted under my touch. A light coo escaped his lips as I used my fingers to trace his big arms.

Those eyes. Those beautiful green eyes were now looking at me. A smile was forming on my face, as I watched his dimples grow before me. He was smiling too. I go to move my hand as not to make him feel uncomfortable, not wanting to overstep any boundaries.

"Please Cheri, don't stop." His voice took me by surprise . I gently placed my hand back onto his bare skin. He moved closer to me closing any space Between us, his head now on my stomach with his arm snaked around my waist.

"I'm so sorry" he says. I didn't know how to respond. What was he sorry for? "For everything, I'm meant to be your husband and I feel like I've abandoned you." His breathing slowly increased.

"When I said 'I do' I didn't take it lightly. You haven't deserved my behaviour this past week. My anger, my ignorance. I should've been better." I could feel his body tense is at his words. I continued to stroke his arm, now adding my other hand back in his hair.

I draw little circles on his skin, trying to relax his body. "Charles" I say. He shifts his head to look me in the eyes. "You have nothing to be sorry for. It's been a lot for both of us." His breathing slowly steadied. My words like a remedy for him.

"I'm still sorry, can I make you a promise?" He asks me a look of desperation taking over his beautiful green eyes. "Of course."

"My promise to you I'd that from this day forward, you will be my number one priority. I will be the husband you deserve. I want to learn everything there is to know about you, I want to love everything about you. If you would give me the chance?" He says softly.

I raise his face so now that he is directly in front of me. I cup his stubbled jaw in my hands and kissed him. The kiss meant a thousand words, a thousand promises. This was me accepting his promise she he knew that.

He slowly began to part his lips, his tongue fighting mine for entry. As time went on and the passion grew, I found myself in the same position as a few days ago. Completely under his spell. Our lust and passion was magnified. This wasn't some meaningless sex. No this was us true and raw. Every emotion of the table, sharing everything we had with one another. We were now one. We were the Leclerc's.

Once we had finished, we laid in each others arms not wanting to move. Telling each other stories and memories. Remembering each other's pasts so we could start our future. Soon enough it was time to head to the track. It was Friday, free practice.

This time last week, we made our entrance into the world. It's crazy to thank how so much has changed since them. I have a new home, in a 'new' country, a new best friends, new loves, new memories. As much as I had felt negatively about this situation to begin with. These people,  these experiences made it worth it.

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As we entered the paddock many of the drivers gave concerned glances to me and Charles. It made me feel nervous and awkward. I gripped Charles hand tighter. He could sense that my nerves had grew. He placed a kiss on the top of my head. Immediately my body starts to relax, causing a smile to form on both mine and Charles faces.