Formula 1 One Shots

(CL) - I just wish we'd have forever.

Don't forget to check my new book out: Living in Formula 1.

Sometimes I wish I had forever with the people I love.

Happy reading

We're sitting here on the couch on our balcony in Monaco, looking over the sea's sunset. My feet are resting on his with our matching socks and one glass of wine next to both sides of our feet. A soft fluffy blanket covering us both, while I'm in his arms and laying my head on his chest. I cuddle closer to him and never want to let go. I wiggle my toes, making him chuckle. 

"I missed you so much," I say, tracing his chest with my finger underneath his shirt. His fingers caress my upper arm, leaving a kiss on the top of my head.

"I missed you too, race weekends suck." 

"Don't say that, you love racing."

"Yes, but I love being with you more." He pulls me even closer, rubbing my arm. He keeps sending butterflies all through my body every day again. People say this feeling fade, but with him it never did. The way his strong arms always seem to catch me when I fall, how his soft fingers linger my body, or how bad his hair is in the early morning, make me fall for him more and more. I smile to him and wonder if he ever feels the same about me, but then I see him look down at me and I can see the love in his eyes. I look at our feet and the sunset. I sigh at the idea of him leaving me.

"What are you thinking about?" He asks while stroking through my hair. Feeling his breathing and sweet gestures make me relax.

"Us, our love."

"Something wrong?"

"Death never scared me, until now."

"What? Why?" Charles sits up a little, making sure I'm still comfortable. I know this is a sensitive topic for him, but I need it off my chest. He places a kiss on my head, trying so bad to make me feel better again. For sure he's thinking it's just from this moment but he's wrong, it's going through my head for a long time. One of his race friends, George, lost his girl to cancer. She was the nicest, she did pass on fine and peaceful I heard. But ever since she passed I was too scared to even step on a plane or drive long distances. I know it's stupid, but still.

"I don't know what to believe anymore. I'm terrified to lose you, I don't want to miss a moment with you."

"Me neither, but trust me when I say: I will never just leave you."

"Just? Don't you say that sh*t like; 'I'll always be with you in your heart.' because I'll leave you first notice." I joke, we both know I'd go desperate if I leave him. 

"No, like George's girl said to him: 'Even if I'd have to fight God.' I'll stay with you, I don't care what I'd have to do."

"How's George anyway?" I look up to Charles, he's far more beautiful than the sunset. Both a rare view, I'm just so lucky to get to wake up next to him. There are just some nature's wonders you can see once and they'll never be the same, and others you see once and you should never let go again. Trust me when I say; I'm never letting this wonder go. 

"He's doing okay, mourning but okay." 

"It's a nightmare for him, losing a lover so soon..."

"Yes, I know. I wouldn't know what I'd do if I lost you."

"I just wish we'd have forever." I breathe out, taking a sip of my wine and sitting back close to him.

"I wish we could be immortal. Like, just stay like this forever and never have to leave."

"A never-ending wine source!" I say and Charles starts to laugh, his chest goes up and down with along my head.

"What would I do without your perfect ideas?"

"I love you," I say sitting up and looking to him. 

"I love you more."

"Impossible."

"Possible." He looks me deep in the eyes. His eyes scream lust and I know where this is leading now, I don't mind it at all.

"You sure?"

"I'll show you." He slowly and gently lays me down on my back on the couch. He hovers over me and starts kissing my neck.

"Oh really?"

"Oh really."