She stood in the mirror assessing her outfit. Max had already left so she was left on her own to decide what she was going to wear. Max said it had to be a show stopper of an outfit to really get people's attention. She wasn't super comfortable with this but she wanted to make sure that Max was happy and if it meant that she had to give up her privacy for the day then she agreed to do it.
She looked at the skin tight dress she was wearing. It was low cut enough that it didn't show too much of her breasts that were now larger than ever due to the pregnancy. She wasn't complaining, she loved them, she loved being able to accentuate them anyway she could and this dress was it.
She decided on a bluey silver low cut halter skin tight midi dress. It showed off her boobs just enough and her belly was on full display for all to see. She paired the dress with silver jewellery and white Skechers so she would be extra comfy walking around the paddock. She grabbed her sunglasses and bag before locking up the house. She called an Uber to take her to the Grand Prix.
She texted Max and Heidi and let them know she was on her way. Heidi texted her and let her know that she was making her way to the gate. She eventually arrived and swiped her access card. She waved down Heidi and she jogged over to her grabbing her hands and squeezing them tight.
'Are you excited' she said squeezing her hands.
'Terrified actually' Saffron said as the feelings of anxiety bubbled in her stomach.
'You'll be fine' she said squeezing her hands again before leading her down through the paddock.
She and Heidi made small talk whilst they wandered through the paddock. As expected the media had a field day with multiple photos being snapped of Saffron and Saffron and Heidi together. Heidi smiled and politely waved, Saffron tried to plaster a soft smile on her face but was worried it was showing too much annoyance much like Cillian Murphy in interviews.
As they wandered through the paddock, Saffron stopped by Ferrari to chat to Charles. She wandered through the door and peered around the garage before her eyes found Charles'. He smiled before interrupting his engineer and leaving the conversation on pause.
'Saffron' he said smiling. He embraced her in a hug kissing her on the cheek 'Comment vas-tu, ma chère? (How are you my dear?)' He asked in French.
He was testing her. She thought about her words 'um Bien merci, comment allez-vous?(good thank you how are you?)' She asked uncertain.
'Parfait. Tu deviens très bon. Je vais bien. Nerveux (perfect. You are getting very good. I am well. Nervous)' he chuckled.
'Merci' she said blushing.
They continued to chat, Charles telling her in detail about what he had been up to on his holidays, his family and how he was feeling about the race. She listened to his rambling before catching the eye of another. The queasy feeling in her stomach returned as they shared eye contact. He took this as in invitation to come over.
'Hi' Carlos said breathlessly at Saffron.
'Hey' she said offering a warm smile.
Charles picked up on the awkwardness and interjected 'I was just telling Saffron how nervous I am for my home race' he said chuckling awkwardly.
Carlos nodded and Saffron smiled.
'I better keep going' she said squeezing her hand 'lovely to see you Carlos. Good to see you as always Charlie um Bonne chance pour la course vous deux (good luck for the race you two)' She said smiling waving good bye.
'Merci' they said in unison.
She wandered back out of the Ferrari garage and carried on. She went to stop in at McLaren but unfortunately Lando wasn't there yet, he was in the media pen doing some interviews. She carried on with Heidi to the Alpha Tauri and Redbull garages. Saffron hobbled in finding a chair to sit down on to rest her feet.
