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"What are you thinking about, love?" Lewis glanced down at his wife, she was staring off at the ceiling, clearly in deep thought. Kallie sighed, pressing a kiss to his bare chest. "Can't stop thinking about how I'm never gonna be on the track with Kimi or Seb again. I just wish Seb held on for one more year so I could have one final race with him," she answered with a disappointed tone. Kimi retired in 2021, and then Sebastian retired the following year in 2022.

"Your last race with him was still great, Allie. You shared a podium with him. You had an epic battle with Kimi too. Trust me, they are very proud of their last race with you." Lewis assured, pressing a kiss to her cheek. She smiled softly at his encouraging words and leaned up to connect their lips. "I'm still sad I can't make it to your birthday party," she frowned. "I know, I know, but your mum is far more important, she needs you. And besides, it's just a late birthday party, I get you all to myself on the actual day."

Last year in December, Kaikara had dinner with her children plus Lewis, Lando, and George, and told them about her cancer. It was only stage two, as they caught it early, so Kaikara was going to start her first set of treatments on the 10th, which was the day Lewis planned to celebrate with all his friends. "I still feel like a terrible wife," she mumbled. Lewis sat up quickly hearing that, cupping her face with his hand, "don't ever say that again, you are the best wife in the entire world. Your sick mother is far more important than a party. Don't feel bad, I would do the exact same thing in your position."

"I hate you sometimes. You're too good for me." She pouts, leaning up to press a kiss to his lips.

"You're such a bad liar," he mumbled against her lips.

"Not as bad as you," she retorts. He grinned, his braids falling over his face as he trailed kisses down her jaw to her neck, admiring the tattoo of his initials behind her ear. He had a matching one of her initials on his finger that they got in the middle of the night on her birthday. They also had their wedding date tattooed on the back of their necks for their anniversary. Kezie called them crazy, claiming tattoos for couples always goes downhill but they didn't care. She probably felt that way because they got each other's signatures tattooed on their ankles after she got a painful belly button piercing.

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