Bad Reputation

45.

The next day, we flew to Spain, where we would stay for a couple of days. Just to relax, and to enjoy each other's company.

But I also wanted to escape reality. Escape social media and all the comments under her pictures.

They were getting worse by the minute. We never admitted that we were dating each other. Never followed one another, nor liked each other's pictures.

But that didn't matter, not at all. People weren't stupid, they saw us hanging out together a lot. They knew we weren't just friends.

Frankie was laying on the lounger outside by the pool. She was sunbathing, wearing only a bikini.

And God, how did I get so lucky?

I walked up to her, sat down on the lounger and put her legs on my lap. "Hi beautiful, are you enjoying yourself?"

She put her sunglasses in her hair, looked at me with a smile. "I am, now even more"

"What are you reading?" I asked as I tried to look at her book. I never really noticed she liked reading.

"So uh-" she said as she put her book down. "I am thinking about going back to university"

"That's..-" I hesitated. "Amazing"

But it wasn't amazing, I knew what that meant. She would have to quit her job, stay in Monaco or wherever she was going to.

We would only see each other once or twice a month and that's exactly what I didn't want.

"What do you want to study?"

"I wanna become a nurse" she said with a smile. "I started it, but then I had to quit a few years ago"

"Oh, you wanna become my personal nurse" I chuckled.

"Yup, I want to help people"

Interesting. She never talked about that before. I also didn't know if it was possible for her if she was dating me.

"What does that mean for us?" I asked.

"Nothing?" She frowned. "What do you mean?"

"You'll quit your job? Go back to university? What does it mean for us Frankie?"

She sat up, frowned. "I will take online classes, but I will still work"

She didn't even realize what she was getting herself into. She never realized it.
Not with all the hate and not now.

How could she combine it all?

Traveling, working and studying.

"Okay" I said, laid down next to her and pulled her in my arms.

"Do you regret it?" She asked softly.

"Regret what?"

She hesitated a little. "Falling for me?"

"Why would I ever regret that?"

"I don't know Lando" she said as she brushed her fingers against my arm. "It would be easier if I was someone who didn't need to work, could watch your races from your garage"

"Well you could do all of that" I chuckled. "You don't need to work"

She chuckled, turned around and sat down on me, facing me, her hands on my chest. "I am not that kind of girl"

"That kind of girl, huh?" I smirked, put my hands on her waist and looked up at her.

She definitely wasn't that kind of girl, that's why I liked her.
She didn't need me, she wanted me.

"I don't want your money, I just want you and unfortunately you quite famous" she put her body against mine.

"Yeah unfortunately I am"

She started kissing my neck a few times, sucked on it a little too.

"Baby, this is not exactly the place where I want to get a boner" I whispered.

She started rubbing her ass against my dick, kissed my neck up to my lips, started kissing me, passionately.

And soon enough, my dick wasn't listening to my brain anymore.

"Oh fuck" I moaned in her ear. "You're killing me"

Literally.

"Are you guys ready to go to din-" Max Fewtrell walked up to us, quickly turned around when he saw us kissing.

"Give me a minute mate" I mumbled.

"I will give you a lot of minutes" he quickly said before walking away.