DON'T BLAME ME- MV AND CL (part2)

chapter four- Charles POV

"I brought you a Vanilla Milkshake." Max wakes me up putting the cold cup in my naked back. "Wake up sleepyhead."

"No." I whine. "It's so good in here, come." I turn to him, still with my eyes close, and open my arms.

Max puts down my cup, and the next thing I know we're cuddling.

"You need to get ready for our flight Char." He kisses me gentle on the forehead and I smile. "Charles."

"I know about the flight." I groan, now hiding my face on Max's chest. "I don't want to leave."

There are a lot of reasons why I want to leave.

First, vocation. Do I really have to explain it?

Second, I have zero time responsibilities, and as you can see, I'm no good at managing those.

And third, here I don't have to pretend I'm not deeply in love with Max, but when we hit the paddock again, we'll have to act as almost haters, and I don't want that.

I want to kiss Max when I want to and where I want to.

Besides, Ferrari is sucking right now. They're.... disappointing.

"Charles" Max funnily laughs. "Why don't you want to go? You spent every single day inside with me. We can do that tomorrow at my place if you want to. We can do that whenever we want to."

"You know we can't." I'm now struggling my head with Max's chest. By his heart rate, I can see he got nervous. I didn't want that.

"What do you mean?" He lifts my head and stays with both two hands on my head. I can see his confused expression.

"We'll have Christian and Mattia around. We won't be able to hung around this much." I see him smiling.

"Babe, we worked it out just fine until now, right?" I nod and he smiles even more. "There's nothing to really worry about." And he kisses me.

I love his kisses. They're my favourite.