‎‧₊˚✧The Distance Between✧˚₊‧

Part 23

After the Miami GP, everyone had a chance to return home before Emilia Romagne. Mila travelled with Charles, Max, Daniel and Lando, who all lived in Monaco. Mila got to know the men better, bickering with Daniel about which language was harder to learn, Italian or Portuguese. Max even offered to meet with Sam, after Mila told him what a big fan her co-worker was. After four hours of flying, Mila felt herself dozing off as she laid her head against Charles's shoulder. He gave her a quick kiss on the forehead before she drifted off.

"Are you two living together now?" Lando asked.

"Yeah, it's great. And quick I guess, but it's going really well so far."

"I can tell," Max interjected. " You have been happier recently, I see it in your eyes. Not baggy anymore."

"If she wasn't leaning on me right now I'd hit you Max. What do you mean baggy?"

"That isn't the point Charles, he just means you're looking well because you're in love." Daniel diffused the situation.

"I am, that is true."

"Like in love in love?" Lando asked.

"Definitely."

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When the group arrived in Nice, they all got a taxi to their respective apartments, with Max and Daniel being in the sam building they got out together, leaving the three remaining in the taxi to get to their buildings. Lando got out, Mila hugging him and Charles giving him a side hug.

"See you two love birds soon, we should go out before Italy."

"That would be fun Lando, I'll keep in contact, yeah?" Charles fist bumped the man, who waved bye to Mila and began to drag his suitcase to his building's lobby.

"I really like your friends Charles, they're all really nice." Mila said as they continued the drive to their building.

"They all like you too," Charles replied. "Obviously they wouldn't say to me if they didn't , but I can tell. They never liked Alex, for good reason too I guess."

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Mila sat on the sofa, her stomach grumbling. "Do you want to get food?"

Charles's eyes widened, "Yes, oh my god I didn't realise how hungry I was."

"I'll order pizza, is that okay? " Mila worried about his diet for a second.

"Yeah, what Andrea doesn't know can't hurt him."

"Perfect. Do you have any wine? I need a drink after today." Mila made puppy eyes at him, but he needed no convincing.

"Of course mi amore, I have red, white or rosé." Charles bowed like a waiter in a fancy restaurant.

Mila giggled like a teenager, "Rouge s'il vous plait." Nodding her head in return to Charles's bow.

"Perfect, should I get it now?"

"Might as well get into it while we're waiting for the food."

"You are a woman after my own heart Mila Sainz." Charles kissed her softly before walking to his wine rack, grabbing a bottle and two glasses.

"I love you Charles."

"I love you more Mila."

"Don't make this a competition because you won't win." Mila pointed a finger at her boyfriend. He raised his hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay sure. What can I do to prove I do?"

"Literally nothing."

"Challenge accepted."

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As Mila woke, she rolled over to see Charles already awake, trying to close his eyes before she saw him staring at her.  Mila laughed groggily."Good morning Charlie."

"Good morning mi amore. How are you?"

"Tired. What time is it?" Mila rubbed her eyes, sitting up slightly. The sun hadn't broken the curtains yet.

"Five thirty. Too early for you Mils, go back to sleep."

"Do you have training?"

"Yes I do, but I'll bring back breakfast for you when I get back." Charles rubbed Mila's cheek with his index finger. She turned to kiss it, catching him off guard. The two laughed as he jumped away.

"What was that about?" Mila asked between giggles.

"My father used to try to bite my hand when I was little. I used to be really fascinated by his beard, so if I tried to touch it he would pretend like he was an animal and try to bite me."

"Sounds like my dad, they would've gotten along."

"I think they would too."