Royal Speed | Leclerc & Verstappen

11 | dinner date

-|- Monaco 2021 - summer break -|-

This time I didn't deny him his hand and thankfully took it, carefully laying my fingers over his as he helped me getting out of the car. Even though we only touched each other slightly I felt a heat storm rushing from our hands through my whole body.

I then cleared my throat as I stood next to him, quickly pulling my hand away.

"Hi." I whispered all shy as I still wasn't sure if my outfit was okay for this dinner and his liking.

"Hey." The Dutchman smiled back at me, before he added more quietly, "You look beautiful."

Instantly I had to bite my tongue in order to prevent a sudden redness creeping up in my cheeks.

"T... Thank you, you look also not too bad." I stuttered overwhelmed before I squeezed my eyes together.

Not too bad, Charles, really? I could hit myself in the face for saying that as Verstappen looked damn good in his outfit, the open buttons revealing some of his tanned chest which caused my body temperature to rise.

"Should we go inside?" Verstappen then asked, slightly giggling at my loss of words.

I could only nod my head as I needed some moment to regain my confidence again. The confidence that always seemed to fade away when I was around the handsome Dutchman. He always made my knees all shaky and took my breath away, no matter who well prepared I thought I was.

Verstappen then lead me inside the little restaurant, where a young woman welcomed us, bowing as she saw me. I hadn't really done anything about this and was therefore even more surprised as I heard that the Dutch had requested a private area at his reservation.

The private area then seemed to be a little terrace at the back of the restaurant, from where you had an amazing view over the bay and the horizon where the sun was slowly setting. My two securities took a seat inside the restaurant, from a place where they still had me in their view.

The young woman brought me and Verstappen over to a table for two where already some candles were light up, an ice bucket for some alcohol right next to the table. When we were close enough it was obvious how unsure she was, if she should pull the chair out for me or not.

"I can do it." Verstappen said towards the waitress and nodded, which made her disappear quickly.

The Dutchman then came closer and my heart beat fastend as I felt his body right next to mine as he stepped around me before he pulled the chair out.

"You may take a seat prince Charles." he breathed and I could swear I saw his hand slightly shaking.

But before I could stumble as I felt my legs getting weak again, I quickly took a seat before I quietly thanked him. Verstappen then walked around the table and also took a seat, picking up the car from between us before he smiled at me.

"What do you wanna drink? Is it okay if we order a bottle of wine? I saw you enjoying the red one at the dinner after the race." the Dutchman asked and I felt a tingle inside me as he remembered these little details.

"Red wine is fine for me." I returned quickly before I took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Everything was fine so far, I was dressed completely fine for it, Verstappen even said he liked it, so there was no point for me to freak out. Also these little smiles from him and his words were so calm and friendly that I really had to stop being that nervous.

"It's really nice here." I managed to say after some more moment as I looked over the bay that was below us.

Unfortunately the waitress interrupted me and Max quickly made our drinking order before he turned towards me again.