The anatomy of a champion • I •

47.

Back in the hotel room and after spending some time with Diana, I was all alone. And being alone is not the best situation for me right now. So, I took out my phone and unblocked Max.
Why? The fuck knows
I wrote some words and then deleted them. And did that for a couple of times up until I threw the phone on the bed out of frustration and went to take a cold shower.
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On friday evening after the two sessions of free practice, together with Charles, Diana and Alex we went to a dinner in Miami's downtown. It was a pleasant dinner, we laughed and Diana told embarrassing stories about us from childhood. Charles seemed to get along very well with them.
I smiled while watching how they were clicking on some many topics and interests. This Irina! This should be your one and only choice.

The restaurant had hired a band to sing live music and Alex invited Diana for a dance, leaving Charles and me alone at the table.

He pulled my chair closer to him and placed his hand on my thigh under the table, moving his fingers slowly on my skin."i miss you" whispering while his fingers reached my underwear. I gasped. Hot waves started to rush between my legs. "Charles, stop" I said slowly and tried to remove his hand. Not that I didn't like what he was doing, but i really don't want to come in his hand under a table and refrain my moans. A smug smile flashed across his face "stop what? This?" one of his fingers slide inside me, making me flinch and grab the table cloth under my fingers.

"Fine, let's go"
I am weak when it comes to sex and he already knows how to turn on my buttons. Charles paid the entire bill, while I went to my friends to tell them that we will head back to the hotel. We spent the night on Charles's hotel room and decided to stay with him all the days left in Miami.

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On the day of the qualifications, Ferrari were unbeatable, they locked out the front row with Charles ahead of Carlos and behind them the two Redbull drivers.
Unfortunately for the Ferarris,  sunday Max overtook Carlos on the first lap and started to chase Charles for the first positon and eventually succeded on lap 9. Charles struggled with the medium compund tyres and couldn't reduce the gap between him and Max, thus Max crossed the finish line first ahead of the two Ferraris. Only 19 points were now between Charles and Max in the drivers' championship.

I went to see the podium celebrations and among the whole people gathered under the stage I spotted again Max's girlfriend or ex, or what the fuck was she. Filming and cheering him.
I won't excuse for my sudden urge to gag.
Probably my behaviour can be traduced as jealousy. I turned my attention over what was happening on the podium. The three drivers were spraying champagne over each other, but clearly Charles was not too happy for his result, althought there were good points for both him and the team since Carlos was p3. As Charles and Carlos left the podium, Max stayed a little longer and chatted with the man who had received the constructor's trophy. He ran his fingers through his champagne-covered hair, and I found myself mesmerized by the sight. The people around me started to go back to their garages but I couldn't take my eyes off of Max. I just stood still looking at Max hopefully with my mouth closed. An vicious smirk came across his face when he saw me and I turned around quickly and left that place.

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"The boys invited us to go out on a party, do you want to go?" Charles asked when we arrived at the hotel. "Not really, but you should go though" I really was not in a mood for a party. Just want to take a long bath and relax.  Probably Max will be there too, or not. But i won't take any chances. "If you don't want to go, i rather stay here with you. For sure you i'll have way much fun " charles grabbed me by my waist and kissed me pasionately. "I know monsieur, but don't be that kind of guy, go out with your collegues. You can wake me up in a nice way when you come back" I winked and removed the straps from my dress to tease him a little "I really won't go now" he said at the sight of my body.
"i'll still be here. Go have some fun, celebrate, you scored some good points today" Charles sighed "not enough"
I put on the bathrobe and took his hands into mine "don't be too hard on yourself, be proud of every achivement, even if it wasn't what you wanted" he nodded and kissed me. I went into the bathroom while he was still dressing up. "I'm leaving now" Charles shouted from the hallway " be aware that i'll do wake you when i'll return"

When I finished the bath I pampered my body with loads perfumed lotions. Charles would come back a little intoxicated with alcohol and eager for sex, at least if I didn't want to go out with him, I should look and smell good . I went to bed and although my wish was to wait for him awake, I felt asleep with a book in my hand. At about 3 o'clock I woke up spontaneously and i was alone in bed. Charles hadn't returned yet. I looked at the phone to see if he had texted me. No new notifications.

I got up in look for a cigarette in the bag and realized the pack was empty.
Fuck. I don't understand myself. Why I don't make some supplies knowing that I have this habit. Fortunately, Miami was a bustling city even in the middle of the night so i went out to buy one.

Happy with a new pack of cigarettes, I went up to the terrace on the top floor to enjoy the warm Miami night breeze. Although being lost in my thoughts gazing out the Miami skyline, I've heared footsteps approaching from behind.
With a little fear I turned and my heart skipped a beat at the sight of Max.
For a moment, we simply stood there, frozen. Only breathing heavly and our eyes locked in a heated gaze. The tension between us was palpable and I know that he was feeling it too. Sometimes silence says more than any words. Without a word, he took a step closer and reached my face. I closed my eyes so i can concentrate even more at his touch carresing my cheek. He placed his hand on the back of my head and pulled me into a kiss.