one night?

chapter 6

"What should I expect? Will he be disappointed of his P7?" I asked them because I wanted to be prepared when Charles joined us.

"No, no" Lorenzo said.

"Charles always says, 'this is what it is, we can do better next race'" Joris said mimicking Charles's voice.

"So he's not mad?" I asked wanting to be sure. "I just don't want to mess it up."

"Aw so you are proudly taking the role of his girlfriend?" Joris joked.

"Oh shut it." I covered my flustered face with my hands. Then I felt some arms wrapped around my waist.

"Hello, baby" Charles voice said and I turned around to face him.

"I said not call me that pet name." Charles rolled his eyes. "You're so sweaty"

"What is my sweaty hair not working for you? I'll have to up my game then." He teased. Joris cleared his throat from behind me.

"Um, sorry. Let me introduce you guys. This is Lorenzo and Joris." I stepped aside and he hugged the boys.

"We've met, Charles." I said with a matter-of-fact tone

"You've met already? When?"

"Before Q1. She was looking for your physio and well, we were here." Lorenzo added.

"Oh that's nice hopefully they didn't share many embarrassing stories." We shared a laugh. "I'll change and we'll go out to dinner, chéri" He left us waiting outside.

"What does that mean?" I asked confused.

"Well that you are going out to dinner." Joris said and he earned a soft smack in the head from Lorenzo.

"That means darling in french. It's cute" Lorenzo said smiling.

"Oh okay. I'm glad we both had a chance to meet and talk." I said honestly. "I'm not used to having a lot of people paying attention to me in this type of way."

"We'll get to know you more, Camila. I'm sure of that" Lorenzo said with a wink.

Charles joined us and we left for our dinner. Some cameras stopped us and he signed some autographs from fans while I stayed back and watched. We got into his car and he started driving.

"Sorry about the keeping the act in front of Joris and Lorenzo, it's just since we're always around people in the paddock." Charles said glancing at me once

"It's okay. I don't mind" Truth is I didn't. I was starting to like more and more Charles.

"The dinner's arranged so don't worry about too much people being near. I just have to get something from my hotel. Hope you don't mind." He said looking at me with a nice smile.

"Oh well thank you" I was genuinely grateful. "So are you happy about P7?"

"It is what it is, there's always room for improvement." Charles said exactly as Joris said he would but I didn't know if it was 100% genuine.

"Well but how do you really feel apart from your automatic message for the media. You can trust me." I placed my hand above his in the driving stick.

"I mean, the car's not great. And by far the Redbull's are the quickest. They will for certain win every race if we don't up our strategy. I just really want it to be my year." He said with a soft voice that matched his sappy expression. "I'm sorry, I don't want to burden you with-"

"Oh Charles shut up. It's fine to feel pressure, and valid. You're at the top league of motorsport, it's not easy. And you wouldn't be there if it wasn't because of your talent." I said reassuring him. "Never apologize for sharing your feelings by the way, that's stupid."