"Hey, Lovie, how are you?"
I chuckled at the greeting of one of the employees at the label I'm under. "Hi, Kate, I'm good. Wait... how are you calling me right now? Isn't it like 6am in LA?"
"I'm in New York this week, so it's 9am." She laughed through the phone.
"Gotcha! Also, not to be rude, but the race is nearly over and I want to be able to go–"
"Not rude at all!" Kate spoke, cutting me off. "This was meant to be a quick call anyway. Long story short, we need you in LA on June 30th. We'll read over the lyrics, produce the song, and release it at the end of the weekend."
My heart sank, that was the weekend of the Silverstone GP. I'd have to miss it.
I've grown used to flying around the world to be at every race, but my contract did say that if I needed to I could miss one, and it was for a good reason. "Sounds great! I'll have Taylor book me a flight."
"Perfect, see you then!"
The call ended and shortly after, so did the race. Max crossed the finish line first, followed by Checo – a Red Bull 1-2. Needless to say, the Red Bull garage was currently going insane at their results for today.
We were all cheering as we made our way over to where the teams were allowed to stand to wait for the top 3 drivers. Lili was on my hip as we walked, the girl being just a tad too short to see over the gate we were standing behind.
"Daddy!" Lili excitedly yelled from our spot, throwing her hands up as she saw him climb out of his car.
Max first ran to his team, jumping into their arms and celebrating with them. It was refreshing to see him still getting excited about every win. I'm glad it never got old.
I waited in anticipation as he slid down the line to where I stood with Lili in my arms. His smile was brighter than I had ever seen it as he leaned in to hug his daughter, kissing her cheek as he did. Lili patted his head, saying something about how proud she was of him. I'll never get over how sweet their relationship was.
"Hi." Max said to me, his smile somehow bigger than what it was when he hugged his daughter. I couldn't help but smile back.
He wrapped me in possibly the tightest hug he ever had, holding me close. I could get used to hugging him like this – Max was probably the best hugger I know.
Max leaned back some, his hand around my waist now holding the side of my face as he leaned back in. His lips pressed themselves to the corner of my lips and I'm pretty sure my heart stopped for a second.
Everything in me wanted him to actually kiss me. I'm so over these temple and cheek kisses, I want the real thing.
And I can't believe I'm admitting that to myself.
The public won't know anything different if he kisses me, to them we're a couple. But maybe that was our thing? Him not actually kissing me. He's never fully kissed me before – ok, well maybe he did that night after Imola, but I don't think I'll ever know for sure. So, maybe they would react?
Before I could do anything else - like build up the courage to be the one to initiate a real kiss – Max was pulled away for his post-race interview. Time passed by quickly, the interviews done and the drivers ushered into the cool-down room. We all shifted our positions so we could see the podium better and I couldn't suppress my smile when Max took his place on the top of the podium.
While his national anthem was playing, his eyes flickered down to meet mine, not staying on the horizon like they usually do. My eyes lit up at the sight, his eyes were so pretty.
"Daddy's lookin' at you." Lili giggled, attempting to whisper in my ear.
I smiled, not taking my eyes off of him. "I know."
"He looks like he wants to kiss you." Another round of giggles.
"I hope so."
~~~~~
I laughed, loudly, as Max and I danced together out on the dance floor. Alcohol coursed through our veins as we had what felt like the time of our lives.
Max had gotten Lili a sitter and we went out to a local nightclub with some of the other drivers and wags. This was definitely something needed after the past couple of weeks. His arm was hooked around my waist as we danced tipsily, both of us holding our drinks in our free hands.
Shivers rippled through my body at the feeling of Max's hot breath, his face tucked into my neck. "Congratulations, Baby, you deserved it." I hummed, my fingers tugging on his hair to pull his face away from my neck.
He looked at me with a stare I had never seen before.
I cupped his cheek, my thumb running over his sweaty cheekbone. "What did I do to deserve you?" He asked, leaning into my hand, smiling at me.
A giggle fell from my lips, "Technically, nothing."
"You got me there, Schat." He laughed, rolling his eyes, moving his face to kiss the palm of my hand.
Why won't he just kiss me already?
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francisca.cgomes the cutest couple ever omg
landonorris mom? dad?
ellajames so cutesy hehe
— rileyevans 🤭user1 okay maybe i do like them
maxverstappen1 my girl🧡
— rileyevans you free later??👀
— maxverstappen1 for you? of coursedanielricciardo you're welcome for taking this
— rileyevans my fav photographer no liecharlottesiine omg let's recreate this at jimmy'z when you're home!!
— rileyevans any excuse to party!
— charles_leclerc I'LL JOIN
— rileyevans calm your tits charlie
— arthur_leclerc HAHAHHAvictoriaverstappen you two are so cute omg
pierregasly I guess I agree with kika
— rileyevans YOU GUESS??
— pierregasly fine, i do agree•
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i wonder what happens in itif i give you guys the background,
chapter 0 AND 1 of my lando
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SO AMERICAN | max verstappen
Fanfiction"and he laughs at all my jokes and he says i'm so american oh, god, it's just not fair of him to make me feel this much" in which singer riley evans and f1 driver max verstappen are forced into a relationship that neither of them wants. max verst...