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13th january 2024, monaco
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"SO ARE WE CLASSING THIS AS OUR SECOND OR THIRD DATE?" Max flirted, he walked casually with his hands in his pockets. Ella had her arm interlinked with his, her hand resting on his bicep. It was a casual stance as they made their way to the restaurant, but it felt right. "It's our first."
"First?" Max scrunched his nose in confusion, Ella nodded. In Max's eyes, this was their third date. The first? That night they shared in Monaco during the Summer break - yes, the one he swore wasn't a date. Their second? The FIA Prize Gala.
However Ella had a different view. That night in Monaco wasn't their first date, as they had insisted all night long that it wasn't. And the Gala wasn't their first date either, Ella was simply Max's guest. This was their first date, and Ella was excited. With her free hand, she fiddled with the hem of her dress. Silently, and subtly, Max stopped her nervous tremors by intertwining his hand with hers.
He didn't ever want this between them to end. He loved every second of it, the touches, the glances, the moments, the kisses and the love. Max Verstappen was made for Antonella Bonardi, that was something Max knew for sure. Sometimes he wished he had known her for longer, sometimes he wished that she was his first love. But he knew that if that were the case, Max wouldn't be enough for her, and he wouldn't have his daughter. Antonella came into Max's life when he needed it, and when he was finally ready. "Ella."
Max rarely called Ella by her nickname, but whenever he did it sent a swarm of butterflies to her stomach. It was different to when Max called her Antonella, that made her feel flustered, and observed. But Ella felt so casual, like it came naturally. "Yes, Max?"
"Will you move in with me?"
"Max we already live together, you doof." Ella dropped his hand with a laugh to playfully shove him away. Max laughed before he suddenly stopped walking, he wrapped his arms around Ella's waist and gently pushed her against the wall of the nearby building. "You stay with me for work, but you don't live with me."
