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Oscar pouts at you when you were making up an excuse about how you thought the two of you just had sex recently... even though you definitely had not. He tried not to internalize your comment, knowing you were just busy and caught up in getting everything settled with the move. "I am always hard for you, Nay.. You are driving me crazy. I thought you would have noticed that we haven't had sex in several days. What is going on in that pretty little head of yours?" Just having you run your finger down his chest was enough to have his cock straining against his shorts. He really had become entirely too touch deprived since the last time the two of you had sex.

I frown a bit, realizing that I hadn’t even thought about sex or how often we were having it since we got the house. Sometimes mom brain took over and the only thing I cared about was Aubree. “I’ve just been so preoccupied with the move and making sure everything is perfect and making sure Aubree is happy… I’m sorry, baby.” Of course Oscar wouldn’t be the type of man to ever make his horniness known to me. He never wanted to feel like he was coming on too strong or pushing me to do something I didn’t want to do, so naturally he was just giving me time and letting me come to him. “You know, you could’ve just bent me over a table and had your way with me at any given time… I’d definitely let you fuck me and get off while I’m looking at paint samples for your sim room.” I smirk up at him, knowing he’d never do that but kind of wishing he would. I was always the one making the first move, I initiated sex almost every time we had it. Even though I loved our dynamic and how I was the one in charge, sometimes it would be nice for Oscar to step up and demand that I strip for him right then and there instead of always being a perfect gentleman. I take his hand and lead him down the hall to our bedroom, pushing him down onto the bed.

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"You thought I fell overboard and you just continued to sit here living your life? I thought we were friends, Lan," I reach out, tousling his curls before leaning back against you. "Max would never let me fall overboard. It's a shock he even left me alone to take that phone call," I smirk slightly, loving your hovering and how you were always there. We were attached at the hip since we made things official and I could not get enough of it.

Lando’s jaw dropped at your comment, shaking his head. “I’m a race car driver, not an Olympic swimmer or life guard! I’d go in after you and we’d both drown!” Lando laughs, smiling up at you, looking at you as if you put the stars in the sky. His entire face blushes as you run your fingers through his hair, desperate to lean in and beg for more, but he refrains.

Max smirks, nodding in agreement. “Unlike Lando, I’d jump in after you if you did fall in, schatje… but you’re right, I’d never let you fall in anyways. But if we didn’t have guests, I would’ve followed you during the call. But I was afraid Lando would go over there and disrupt the lovebirds and be a massive cock block so I stayed with him to make sure that didn’t happen.” Max chuckles, laughing at Lando’s scoff. He wasn’t a total idiot. He saw how Lando looked at you… and he also saw how you looked at Renee getting pawed at by two men. You were intrigued by it, just as he himself was, and he couldn’t help but think that Lando would volunteer as tribute to make this little potentially shared fantasy a reality.

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Oscar usually loved your rambling and your hyper focus but right now, it was going to be the death of him. "Renee," he says, pulling you back to him and staring intensely at you. "I want to take you back to the bedroom and fuck you," he says abruptly, even blushing as he says the words but knowing you were obviously not getting his subtle hints right now. He was going to have to speil it out for you plain and simple. "If messing up the bedroom is what it takes to get you in there, just give me a few minutes. Aubree isn't here though and it's been a minute since we have been able to have some quality time together." If anything, hearing you refer to him as your 'boyfriend' just made him even more desperate to show to you how he wanted to be so much more than that.

My eyes widen when he says he wanted to fuck me, Oscar never usually using vulgar language like that unless we were actively having sex or he was yelling at Pierre. I tilt my head in confusion when he says that we haven’t had quality time, “We just had sex like…” I stop myself from speaking since suddenly I couldn’t remember the last time we had sex which was so rare for us. We were a once a day type of couple, usually, except on race weekends since Oscar was super busy or if life happened and we were both just dead tired from Aubree or traveling. “Aw, baby, have you just been walking around hard as a rock without me noticing?” I reach up and run a finger down his chest, smirking at him.

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The six of us had finished lunch not too long ago and I went to go take a call with my manager, rushing to get back out to everyone else before you took my phone and threw it in the ocean. I walk past Renee, Charles, and Oscar, who were in the middle of an intense makeout session, loving it for my best friend. I couldn't deny that part of me thought it was really hot too. The way they were just sharing her like that. I had taken off my cover-up after my phone call, walking out in my bikini and immediately going to pour you another gin tonic, handing it to you as I sat in between you and Lando again.

Max and Lando were both trying their hardest not to watch Renee, Charles and Oscar actively make out with each other on lounge chairs a little way down the yacht. Max was surprised that they were doing it so openly, but there was something quite hot about it. How Charles would pull Renee back once he felt Oscar had enough time kissing her. He never knew anyone who was in a throuple so it was pretty interesting and intriguing to watch. Max smiled up at you when you returned, “Thank you, Engel… I was about to come find you and drag you out here and force you to have fun after throwing your phone overboard.” He winks at you before taking a long sip of his drink.

Lando will tried to keep his jaw from being on the floor during this entire trip so far. Between the new found throuple making out at any given time and you walking around in that bikini… Lando felt like he was stepping onto a porn yacht or something. He looked up at you as you walked by, staring at you without even realizing he was doing it. He watched as you poured Max a drink, swallowing thickly as he thought about how much he would love to be the one getting that sort of attention from you… or how he would love to be the one giving you that attention. Lando definitely had an acts of service love language and kink, he loved doing things for his partners. “I thought you may have fallen overboard or something…” He smiles at you brightly, hoping you didn’t catch on to him staring at you.

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Oscar smiles when hearing you mention Italy, feeling so eager for his surprise for how your summer break was going to end. "I don't mind being in Texas right now because it's where you and Aubs are. There is nowhere else I would rather be right now," he says honestly to you before pouting when you pull away from him. "As much as I love seeing you tidy Aubree's room, maybe you should come tidy up our room?" He pulls you back to him, running his fingers through your hair. He loved that you two were able to be under the same roof but things had been so crazy lately with the move and settling in that he hadn't been able to physically connect with you. Even being under the same roof as you, he still missed you and being physical with you.

I was reaching to fix some of her pillows before Oscar was pulling me back to him, looking up at him with a furrowed brow. “Our room is tidy, baby. Unlike Aubree, you don’t throw your toys everywhere. Although I did see a video of your hotel room from your F2 or Alpine days and I was quite shocked and I’m happy you don’t live that way anymore because Aubree already has a messy streak due to her uncle and her father and I don’t think I’d be able to handle a messy boyfriend too.” I shake my head, smiling up at him. I hated the word boyfriend, it reminded me of that fight we had that led to us breaking up. Boyfriend wasn’t a big enough term for what Oscar meant to be. I set my hands on his chest, “Unless you’ve made the bedroom messy in the past hour that you’ve been left alone in there? Oh! Also, I was thinking about setting up your sim room too.” Whenever I was hyper focused, I would just ramble and rant and everything was disjointed. I wanted the house to be perfect before summer break was over, which seemed like a big feat.

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Oscar leans against the doorway as he watches you, it being his favorite hobby in the world. He loved being in the car and his career - sure - but nothing gave him a greater thrill than just being close to you and watching you. “Since when do you not like me watching you? Who are you and what have you done with my girlfriend?,” he teases you before walking over to you and cupping your jaw delicately as he leans in to kiss you. He smiles softly against your lips before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling back to glance at you. “You have done such an amazing job, by the way… The house looks incredible and I will never get over your natural talent for decorating. I know we are still going to get a place in Monaco and it makes me want to get a vacation home for us too. I just love seeing you so in your element,” he admits to you, noticing how you had a natural gift for interior design and transforming a space.

“The day I stop enjoying you creeping on me, you should just have me committed to a psychiatric unit because obviously something is wrong.” I giggle, smiling up at him as he cups my jaw, kissing him back softly before wrapping my arms around his neck. “Thank you, babe. I know Texas isn’t really where you want to be but thank you for compromising and letting us be closer to Mick. I really think you two are starting to get along better.” We had dinner all together last night and although Mick and Oscar didn’t really speak to one another unless prompted by me, it was a step in the right direction at least. Mick was finally letting go of the idea of us getting back together too so that made all of this easier, even though I could still see the way he looked at me sometimes. “I’d loveeee a vacation home. In like Greece... or Southern France... Italy!” I smile, pulling away from him and focusing back on tidying Aubree’s room. It wasn’t usual for me to ever pull away from Oscar, but I was so hyper-focused on making everything perfect and right in our new house that intimacy and all that had just slipped my mind. “She is also obsessed with this room... she loves the slide. I know she won’t really be able to utilize it without supervision until she's a little older, but still, she loves it.” 

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I smile softly when watching you with your pets, continuing to prepare the bread before putting it in the oven. Once the water was boiling for the pasta, I begin to cook that too. “Make sure you invite Lando, too. I know he is happy for Oscar but feeling a little left out. And he was complaining about his best friend moving in with his girlfriend and not paying as much attention to him. I don’t want him to think that you forgot about him too,” I say softly. And I knew when I wasn’t jumping your bones, I would love talking to Lando because he was just so easy for me to get along with. The two of you were actually very similar. 

Max nods when you mention inviting Lando, "I figured he’d feel weird being literally the only one not in a couple... but I am sure he’d love to come. He loves reaping the benefits of being my friend.” Max laughs, obviously teasing, knowing Lando wasn’t just his friend due to the yacht trips and free private jet journeys. “As long as we give him something to distract him when we all wanna have couple time, I’m sure he’ll be fine. Or maybe we’re all reading the signs wrong about Renee and Oscar and maybe the two of them will hangout while the four of us have alone time.” Max shrugs before pulling out his phone to create a group chat, adding all 4 of your friends and messaging them about the dates of the yacht trip.

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Oscar blushes when he hears your words before gazing back into your eyes. “That was my plan. I figured we could start looking for places down there because I know it’s important that we have our own place. And Aubree could stay half with us and half with Mick,” he says, obviously thinking this all out. He wanted this whole co-parenting thing with Mick to go smoothly. He knew that ultimately every decision was up to you and Mick and he was just along for the ride, but he still liked to be well prepared and help where he could. He smiles against your lips, keeping his hands rested on your waist before he pulls you in for another sweet kiss. He blushes more when realizing that the photographers caught you but he wasn’t embarrassed by it. It kind of thrilled him that people would see photos of you kissing. Maybe he should have them framed and send them to Pierre. “I love you more, little one,” he speaks softly. 

The summer break was finally among us and Oscar and I only were house hunting for a solid day before we found the house in Texas and moving in. Everything happened so fast in the world of a F1 driver, since he just had so much money and there were hardly any negotiations or anything. We spent majority of that week moving in and making the house our own, getting Aubree’s room all set up first before focusing on anything else. This wasn’t our forever home, we’d find that one in Monaco probably after the season ended, but it was imperative for me that Aubree felt comfortable and saw this as one of her houses... which was just insane. I didn’t grow up extremely rich, but my daughter had 3 F1 drivers in her life so her childhood was going to be very different than mine. I had been so involved in the painting of the house and furniture buying and all that, being so distracted by everything we had to do. Every night, I would just fall into bed and be asleep before Oscar could even say goodnight properly to me. It was probably the longest we had gone without having sex while sleeping in the same bed and not being separated. Aubree had gone off to Mick’s for the afternoon, us having a house only a block away from him which was so nice. I was in her room, organizing the toys that she had thrown everywhere earlier, humming quietly to myself. I turn slightly to pick up another toy, nearly jumping out of my skin when I see Oscar just standing in the doorway and watching me intensely - as usual - giving him a fond look. “Hi baby. Creeping on me?” Most people would find the fact that Oscar spends majority of his time just silently watching me, from close or afar, pretty creepy but I loved it. 

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I smile softly when you help me, preparing the garlic mixture to coat the bread in as you cut the slices for me. “I do love Monaco and I am looking forward to spending more of the next several months here. But a vacation could be fun too. I am leaving it up to you, baby. You know I am horrible at making decisions,” I say softly, always loving whenever you would make decisions for me. It felt nice to give up control sometimes. I had so many people relying on me and when I wasn’t working, I liked to just let go for once. “Greece could be really romantic.. I mean, I know our friends will be there too but I am excited to spend some leisure time with you. No work and just us,” I say, leaning into you and kissing you sweetly before getting back to preparing the food.

Max smiled as he set the knife down for a moment, watching you lean into him, this all still feeling a bit like a day dream, having you here and in person with him again... Cooking in his kitchen which was something you always used to do. “You know I’ll always take the lead if you want me to. I am pretty good at that.” he murmurs, brushing his thumb across your cheek before leaning in to kiss you back, slow and lingering. “Greece sounds perfect. Sun, water, good food… and you. That’s all I need. Our friends will be there, yes, but the two of them... well, three of them, are good at keeping to themselves. Renee will want some alone time with Charles and apparently Oscar.” He watches you for a few long moments before jumping back into action and continuing to help you prep the food, tossing the cats and Nino some food scraps that they were okay to eat every so often.

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Oscar continues to hold you close, being soothed by your words. He hated that he needed your comfort like this but that was the type of guy he was. He needed to be reassured especially when it came to yours and Aubree's happiness. He was going crazy with how much he missed you but he never wanted to do something that would negatively impact Aubree. "Maybe we can spend most of summer break in Texas?," he asked you. He had a trip planned for the two of you but that was a surprise, something he would be discussing with Mick soon. "I am the luckiest man in the world. I don't want you having to feel like you are being pulled in all different kinds of directions. I want to be able to work this all out and for us to all be able to be a functional family." He knew Mick wasn't going anywhere and he never wanted to keep Aubree from him. But at the same time, Oscar wasn't going anywhere either.

I felt my heart soar when he mentioned spending some of the summer break in Texas, loving how Oscar was trying to accommodate Mick and make time for him. Any other man might be intimidated and annoyed by Mick’s presence in my life but Oscar was so beyond understanding and wanted to make sure Mick got plenty of time with Aubree. “You’re the sweetest soul on this planet, Oscar Jack Piastri.” I lean up and peck his lips, smiling at him fondly. “I’d love to spend some time in Texas. I really do want to find a place for us down there and maybe we can start that search while we’re there.” I scrunch my nose at him when he says he’s the luckiest man, shaking my head. “No, me and Aubree are the lucky ones, Pastry.” I wrap my arms around his neck tighter and hug him close, burying my face in his neck, not noticing the photographers that were taking photos of the entire scene from afar. I pull back from the hug, pecking his lips, saying “I love you, I love you, I love you.” between every kiss.

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"I love a challenge," I smile lovingly at you before scouring your kitchen for ingredients. "We will have to get some groceries soon," I say, getting out things to make pasta and some garlic bread, getting right to work. Despite my life that was completely not normal, I had always tried my best to be as normal as possible. I still enjoyed things like cooking and packing my own bags. And I was right at home in your kitchen, remembering my way around and where you kept everything. "When we have yacht time next week, did you want to do that in Monaco or somewhere else, baby?" I was excited to have our friends on your yacht with us, knowing it would feel like our first vacation as a couple. We had traveled all over the world together but always for work and never for leisure.

Max stepped up beside you, brushing your arm lightly. “Here, let me help with that,” he said, taking the bread knife from the block with a small grin. Cooking wasn’t exactly his area of expertise, but there was something grounding about doing it with you. He handed you a few neat slices as he worked, obviously being a perfectionist in every area of life. There was something about seeing you in his kitchen, so at ease, moving like you already knew where everything was, that got to him more than he expected. It made things feel real. Max raised a brow when you asked about the yacht trip, having not thought about that. “Monaco’s a classic…But we could mix it up—Capri, maybe? Or Greece?”

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Oscar smirks when hearing you tell him that you wish he would have said that to Pierre, taking a mental note of it. Although if he saw Gasly lurking around you again, he was going to get physical next time. He didn't deserve to even breathe the same air as you. He gazes back into your eyes, finally calming down as you soothe him. He relaxes against your embrace. "Yeah, I will be okay, little one. I just have a lot on my mind." He looks back at you, seeing the way that you were looking at him. He promised himself he would never hide anything from you again. "I just still feel guilty about this whole weekend. I am so grateful that you are here and that I get to spend the time off the track this weekend with you and Aubree. But I can't help but feel incredibly selfish," he says honestly to you, keeping his arms wrapped around you and rubbing small circles on your hip with his thumb.

I frown when he says he’s in his head and that he feels selfish, knowing that was partly my fault for reacting so badly in Texas. “Don’t feel selfish. I overreacted… I’m working so hard on making sure everyone is happy… you, Aubree, and Mick are all so important to me. I only care about the 3 of you being happy. Mick less so than you two but he’s still a really important part of my life and I didn’t want to let him down either by taking Aubree away from him too soon… but I did overreact and I’m happy I’m here with you. It wasn’t fair of me to just make the decision to miss a race weekend… I promised I’d always be there for you and I intend on upholding that promise. Please don’t feel bad, baby… Aubree is happy to be here with us, I’m happy to be here to support you, and mick will be here tomorrow night so he won’t be missing that much time with her. It all worked out.” I continue playing with the hair on the back of his neck, gazing up at him. “You did the right thing, coming to get me.”

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I look back at you with a soft and fond gaze, scrunching my nose up cutely because your words were making my heart race. A lot of people saw you as some villain but I just knew you to be incredibly sweet and romantic. And I felt so grateful that I got to experience the soft side of you first-hand. I knew I was only falling harder for you with each moment spent with you. I brush my lips lightly against yours before kissing you softly and sweetly. I reluctantly pull away but I still keep close to you. "What do you say I make you some lunch?" I glance down at Donut who was still circling my feet. It made me sad to see how big he was getting now since he was just a kitten when you got him. It felt like he was my real child and I had missed milestones with him, never wanting to be apart from you that long again.

Max felt so special when you looked at him like that. So many people glared at him or booed him, had wrong impressions of him and treated him as if he was actually a villain… but with you, he knew there was only love and understanding in your eyes and he felt so safe with you. He kisses you back just as sweetly and softly, not letting go of your waist even as you pull away. “Lunch sounds delicious, babe… and don’t worry, Donut will follow us everywhere. They all will.” Max chuckles, leaning down and pressing another kiss to your lips before patting your bum playfully and taking a step back, leaning down to pick up Sassy as he follows you into the kitchen - Nino, Jimmy and Donut all on his heels. “I don’t have much here right now… but I’m sure we can figure something out?”

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"He just can't talk like that about you and work on getting under my skin.. It pisses me off to see how cocky he was acting. Well, maybe he was in your bedroom years ago but I was inside of you last night. If I wasn't intent on being a good boyfriend, I may have reminded him of that.." Oscar huffs, still worked up clearly. He was clearly stressed underneath the surface since he just snapped like that. He was still feeling guilty about you flying here early, knowing that it bothered Mick and he actually felt bad about it. Months ago, he never would have felt bad for bothering Mick but now he was. He pulls you close to him, gripping your hips firmly as he stares back at you intensely. "You are all mine.. And I am not going to let anyone else think they even have a chance with you. Besides Charles, but that's different..," he says, kissing your forehead gently.

I smirk up at him when he says he was inside me last night, loving whenever he got vulgar like that since it was so rare. I swore enough for the both of us, so whenever he was the one throwing swears around, I loved it. “You should’ve told him you were inside me last night. I would’ve loved to see the look on his face with that knowledge.” I smile, wrapping my arms around his neck, gazing up at him fondly. “Don’t let Pierre get to you, baby. He’s not worth it. There’s nothing there and there never was and never will be. You’re the only one for me.” I lace my fingers into the hair below his McLaren hat, playing with it gently. “Are you okay though, babe? You don’t normally get that upset… especially over him.” I frown slightly, worried that maybe something happened during media day that got him in his head.

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"Baby, I am not going anywhere, I promise you that. I love your fur babies but you don't need to do anything to sway me into wanting to stay. I am all yours and I am eager to be attached to your side for the foreseeable future." I smile softly, grateful we seemed to be on the same page about our intentions. I kiss Donut's head gently before setting him down and wrapping my arms around your neck. "You don't have to be lonely anymore, baby.. It was like that when I was filming in L.A. My home is there so at least I was still able to be home but it didn't feel like home without you. All because you stayed there with me a few times before, it felt like you were all over and the house felt too big and empty without you. At least you had your babies, I was completely alone and yearning for you 24/7." I kiss you sweetly, smiling against your lips. "Good luck getting rid of me, baby," I whisper when looking back into your eyes.

Max looks into your eyes as you speak, smiling softly at you, loving to hear your kind words and knowing he felt the same. He spent so long being terrified that he was making something out of nothing, but now hearing you felt the same… it was an incredible feeling. “I’ve spent so long just… wanting to belong somewhere, with someone. And then you came along and now, nothing feels right unless I’m with you.” He brushes his thumb gently along your jaw, his eyes flicking to your lips before locking with yours again. “I’m not going anywhere either. You don’t even have to ask. I’m exactly where I want to be… where I need to be. And that’s wherever you are.” He lets out a soft laugh, pulling you in even closer. “You think I could ever get tired of you? I’d follow you anywhere.”

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Oscar was seeing red when he hears what Pierre said, feeling like he had no control of his body when he was all of a sudden pulling away from you and getting in Pierre’s face. “What the fuck did you just say to me?! I suggest you don’t mess with me, Gasly. You will never be in her bedroom again and you are not going to be doing much of anything again if you keep hanging around Renee like the creep you are. I would tell you to watch your back on the track this weekend but I can’t even see you in my mirrors when you are starting dead fucking last.” Oscar glares at him, a dangerous edge to his voice. “Get a fucking life.” He wraps his arm around your shoulders, guiding you away from him, his whole entire body tense. He was so angry that Pierre thought he could speak to him like that. Oscar rarely ever cursed either but it was clear he was raging right now. There was still a chance he might not be racing this weekend after all because he was about to punch the other man if he so much as looked your way again.

My eyes widen when Oscar was suddenly in Pierre’s face, never seeing him react like this before. Obviously the thought of Pierre of all people in my room set him off which was wild because there was never anything going on between me and Pierre... and yet Charles, who I had a history with, he was completely fine with. He even shared me with the other man. But something about Pierre really bothered Oscar. “Osc, baby, calm down...” I try my hardest not to laugh when he references how far behind Pierre and Alpine were compared to himself and McLaren, it being so hot to watch Oscar brag about being the current leader in the world championship. I go easily with Oscar when he guides me away, not even bothering to look back at Pierre because I didn’t care, us walking in silence until we got to McLaren hospitality, stopping him before we walked in and looking up at him. “Could you potentially do that again in front of cameras so people can see that you have emotions because I am getting real sick of the ice boy comments...” I smile up at him, cupping his cheeks in my hands and making him look at me, seeing the rage in his eyes. “Calm down, baby. Thank you for standing up for me and I’m sure that felt really good to tell him off... but you don’t need to get all up in arms about Pierre fucking Gasly. He is desperate and creepy and he will never ever have me. He didn’t have a chance before I met you and he certainly does not have a chance with me now.” 

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I giggle softly, kissing the top of Donut’s head gently. “We are very alike, Donut and I. We both long for Daddy’s attention,” I smirk softly at you. I watch you with Sassy, smiling when your other two pets join us. “Now that I think of it, I wonder if you got Nino in hopes that I would come back. I can’t resist you and I also can’t resist a dog,” I continue to hold Donut in my arms like he was a baby as I squat down to rub Nino’s ears. You got Nino a few days before I left and I spent a lot of our time together telling you how much I had always wanted a dog. I had never been able to have one since I had been famous and traveling so much since I was 15. And I didn’t exactly have a stable home life before that. “Any time you need a pet sitter, I am here.”

“You’ve stumbled upon my master plan... get a dog and maybe it’ll keep you around longer.” Max teases you, smiling and squeezing Sassy before setting her down and picking up Jimmy and hugging him the same as you greeted Nino. “I am not going to use you as a pet sitter considering if I go anywhere any time soon, you’ll be with me.” He gives you a sweet smile, not caring if that sounded creepy or intense or overbearing. If you were free and in Monaco and he had to go do something in England or anywhere really for racing, he’d be bringing you along. 100%. “Charles has become a bit more competent now that he has Leo so he is my go-to pet sitter... and I trust Renee.” He sets Jimmy down and comes over to you, while you still held Donut like a baby, setting his hands on your hips. “My apartment finally feels complete with you here... I basically have a farm at this point and yet I have always been lonely... now you’re here again and it doesn’t feel as big and empty anymore.”

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Oscar just grew even more jealous when hearing that Pierre was talking about Charles to you, it adding a whole other level of jealousy for Oscar. Oscar could not help but think that Pierre might have this years-long friendship with Charles but he would never know him on the level that Oscar did. He keeps his arm wrapped tightly around your waist, hating that he was feeling so territorial. You were not some possession to him and he had so much respect for you, never wanting you to feel like an object. He glares back at Pierre, rubbing your side gently. “Oh, she has plenty of pink in her life. Our bedroom in Monaco is full of it,” he says with a slight bite. He wanted to remind Pierre that you were his and the two of you were very serious. He could not wait to get a ring on your finger soon too, hoping Pierre would finally back off then. “Anyways, why don’t we go get you some actual coffee, love? We both know the McLaren coffee is way better than whatever they are serving you here..”

I look up at Oscar with wide eyes when he mentions McLaren coffee, “You’re allowing me to have a fourth iced coffee? This must be my lucky day.” I smile, hugging him around the waist and smiling at him, nearly forgetting that we were even with Pierre. 

Pierre grimaces a bit at the thought of Oscar being in my space and in my room. He really believed he was a better fit for me than this weird guy. He hardly really spoke to Oscar, but every time he did in passing with Lando or Carlos or anyone else on the grid, Oscar was always oddly and creepily quiet and Pierre just did not get it. “Oh I know how much she likes pink. I’ve been in her bedroom before too...” He smirks smugly at Oscar, wanting to see what the other man would do. Pierre had come over a few times when I was still living at home with Lando, before I had ever met Oscar and I was on and off with Mick, so he had seen my room. Of course, there was nothing romantic or sexual behind him seeing my room, but he wasn’t really aware of that... choosing to believe that he had a shot even back then.

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It was the next day and we had just arrived to your place in Monaco after our flight. I was feeling pretty tired because we stayed up late last night fooling around and instead of sleeping on the flight, I ended up talking with Renee a bunch and then Lando, him asking me a million questions about my album and the movie I just filmed. I walk into your place with you, setting my bag down before smiling when Donut was the first pet to walk over to me. I immediately pick him up, shutting my eyes and smiling happily as he purrs and nudges his little face against mine. “Mommy’s home,” I say, grinning back at you. 

Max smiles at the sight of you with Donut, setting his own bags down next to yours. He pulls out his phone and takes a photo of the two of you, immediately setting it as his Lock Screen, not even a little embarrassed or shy about how whipped he was for you already. He finally had you back now and he wasn’t messing around this time. He wanted this to work and he was fully fully invested. “I’m sure he will be happy to have you here now. He gets annoyed when I don’t pay him enough attention while I am sim racing.” He bends down to pick up Sassy as she comes up and rubs between his legs, hugging her and scratching her head as she purrs and rubs her snout against his chin.

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Oscar immediately grows tense when seeing you actually laugh at something Pierre said. Nothing he said could be that funny surely. Oscar wasn’t hoping he would not even have to see his face today, still irritated when hearing about what Pierre said about his lap. The prick. He didn’t even respond to Lando, instead just charging right over and wrapping an arm around your waist. “Hi, Nay. I missed you, love,” he smiles fondly at you, kissing you sweetly right in front of Pierre, wanting the asshole to see that you were very much taken. When was he going to give it up, seriously? He was always creeping around other guys’ girlfriends and it was so frustrating. “What’s going on here?,” he asks, not even acknowledging Pierre’s presence. And what the hell were you doing at Alpine? Oscar already had a tumultuous history with Alpine and Pierre just left him with even more distaste for the team.

I immediately got up as soon as I saw Oscar, smiling brightly at him as he comes to hug me, kissing him back just as sweetly, knowing he was doing all of this to mark his territory. “I was walking around because I was bored and Alex and Pierre were here enjoying a coffee and you know me, I can’t pass down an iced coffee so I just hung out with them for a while... Alex just got called away and Pierre was telling me embarrassing stories about Charles.”

Pierre rolled his eyes as soon as Oscar appeared. He had nothing against the other driver, personally, but he just did not understand how a girl so hot ended up with a weird, quiet, awkward guy like Piastri. It just didn’t make sense to Pierre. How did I go from good looking Mick Schumacher to someone like this? I could do much better in his opinion. “She got bored with all the orange papaya and wanted to come get some pink back into her life.” Pierre smiles at Oscar but there’s a smug hint to it. 

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I moan quietly into your mouth when you immediately took control of the kiss, sliding my hands up the inside of your shirt. I finally pull away to catch my breath, kissing slowly up your neck. “I love this scruff you have going on,” I whisper against your skin, referring to your facial hair. I suck gently on your neck, not caring if I left a mark. “Max..,” I whisper against your skin, clearly desperate to get into bed with you. “I need you, baby. Please…,” I murmur softly when pulling back to look at you with dark blue eyes, knowing you had a thing for me begging you.

Max was so far gone it wasn’t even funny anymore. He hadn’t had sex with a girl since the last time you two did and he didn’t even notice just how pent up and desperate he was until now. He moans loudly as you suck on his neck, usually being the stoic one in bed, loving to make you fall apart for him, but right now he was definitely falling apart at the seams. “Fuck...” He picks you up effortlessly, as soon as you started begging it was over for him. He carries you to the bedroom, dropping you onto the bed and immediately hovering over you, kissing you hotly and deeply, his hands working on getting your dress off and over your head.

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Oscar still thought about the time he did hurt you, knowing he would never forget it or fully forgive himself. He was just grateful you two gave him a second chance and you two were able to come back from it stronger than ever. He smiles against your lips when you kiss him, playfully rolling his eyes at Lando as the two of you follow him out. “She is going to be just fine and if you were needed, your parents would call you in a second.” Oscar had a pretty good relationship with your parents, knowing he was going to be talking to your father sooner rather than later about proposing to you. And the same was going to go for Lando. Although Lando he was probably going to tell the morning of and make sure Katie had him distracted so he didn’t spill the beans to you. He was terrible at keeping secrets, after all. “I am glad you are coming with today. Media is so annoying but it’s going to be more bearable knowing you are nearby.”

By the time media day ended, I was pretty bored so I ended up walking around. I passed the Alpine paddock and I heard someone call my name, seeing Pierre and Alex Albon waving to me so I decided to go over - not for Pierre, but definitely for Alex. He was someone I had known for a while since he and Lando were good friends and were rookies the same year and everything. I ended up sitting with them and having another coffee since Oscar wasn't there to tell me not to, Alex getting called away to go do something for his own team so I ended up staying at the table alone with Pierre. Somehow, he wasn't as creepy in the light of day as he was in dark clubs or via instagram DMs and I actually found myself semi enjoying my conversation with him.

Lando and Oscar had just finished some ridiculous interviews together on the track and Lando was so ready to go take a nap. They were walking through all the paddocks to get back to McLaren at the opposite end, Lando stopping dead in his tracks when he spots me and Pierre laughing together. “What the fuck is that about?” Lando watches as I throw my head back and laugh at something Pierre had said, watching the scene as if it was straight out of a horror film since everyone knew that I did not like Pierre that much.

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“Oh my god, shut up! Why didn’t you tell me sooner?!” I gasp softly after hearing what Lando said, glancing over at our friends and knowing I was going to be harassing Renee for details tomorrow. “I can’t believe my best friend is shagging two F1 drivers… good for her,” I giggle softly. I was surprised Charles was willing to share Renee since the two of them were always all over each other but I also knew he would do anything to make her happy. Lando and I continue to gossip for a while and the three of us have some more drinks before it was socially acceptable for us to head back to the hotel. We bicker playfully over whose room to stay at you and you eventually gave into me when I reminded you I had a bigger bath and I wanted to take a bubble bath together. I stumble into the room with you, pulling you close to me by your shirt and kissing you hotly and passionately.

Max follows you to your room, feeling pretty drunk but not due to the few red bull vodkas he had, it was all because of you. He kissed you back just as passionately, his hands gripping the fabric of your dress on your hips and pulling you impossibly closer. He deepens the kiss and pushes his tongue into your mouth, taking full control of the kiss.

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Oscar smiles shyly when hearing what Lando said, it meaning a lot that he noticed how Oscar had stepped up for you and Aubree. He didn’t do it for this reason or to try to win you over, either. He just did it because he loves you and he could see how hard it was on you to feel like you were doing so much alone. He always wanted the best for you and for Aubree and anything he could do to make your life easier was his number one priority. “Yeah, I hadn’t meant for that all to happen.. I adore that little girl though. She is an absolute angel to me and I think she is perfect in every way,” he smiles softly, feeling like he already missed Aubree and you two weren’t even out the door yet. “I think Mick is doing his best now though and that’s what matters. I never intend to get in the way of their relationship,” he speaks honestly.

Lando never liked Mick, and he always felt the man did not deserve his little sister, especially after everything that went down. Lando did not want to like Oscar and me dating, but he saw the way Oscar looked at me and the way that he stepped up and really helped me every step of the way, and he couldn’t help but wish that Aubree was Oscar’s kid and not Mick’s. “She is an angel... I wanted to kill you at first, when I found out... I was worried enough about you dating my sister but I was also worried that you’d hurt Aubree too. That you’d come into their lives and leave them high and dry like Mick did... but I sleep a lot easier at night now than I did 6 months ago knowing Renee and Aubree have you.” Lando rolls his eyes at himself, shaking his head. “I’m all amped up on Monster and now I’m being cheesy... we need to go! Renee! Come on!” 

I turn towards Lando, motioning to him to shut up and pointing towards my room where Aubree was asleep. I hug my parents goodbye, thanking them again for watching Aubs and walk over to Lando and Oscar, gently shoving Lando out of my way since he was blocking Oscar. I take the iced coffee he made for me, smiling up at him. “Thank you, big one.” I lean up, pressing a kiss to his lips, ignoring Lando who was muttering about it being gross and leading us out of the room and down the hall to the elevator.

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I giggle softly when hearing what Lando asked, the idea completely ridiculous to me. “Oh god, no. I think there is something developing between the three of them though.. Renee talks about Oscar a lot. You’re the one who works with him, have you noticed anything different?,” I ask him, staring back at him because I was dying to see if he had more details. We were all in the same friend group so I felt okay talking with Lando about it. Otherwise I would never be gossiping about my best friends like that. I move so that I was in front of you as I face Lando, wrapping your arms around my middle and placing my hands on top of yours. Even as I spoke to Lando, I was desperate to have you close.

Max could immediately sense that you and Lando were very similar. You two just matched each other’s energy and Max found it endearing. He couldn’t bring himself to be jealous of the McLaren driver, knowing Lando would never do anything out of pocket. Max stood behind you patiently as you and Lando gossiped, swaying with you gently to the music but not rushing you or anything, just enjoying being close to you really.

Lando’s eyes brighten when you open the door to gossip, “Oscar came to track yesterday for qualifying with a massive hickey on his neck. He tried to hide it but I saw it and then he got all bashful when I asked him about it. He didn’t tell me who gave it to him... but Renee did come to say hi right before quail started, and his entire face went soft and he looked like a cartoon with heart eyes. And they hugged normally but it lasted a little too long, you know?” 

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Oscar just smiles lovingly as he watches you, knowing there were probably literal hearts in his eyes. You were such an amazing mother and he found your over worrying endearing. Of course he knew too that Aubree was in good hands with your parents and that they would call you if they ever needed to. He looks back at Lando, raising a brow at him. “Really, mate? You do realize that you two are almost completely alike, right? It’s not exhausting from her though because I am in love with her and she’s way cuter than you,” he teases the other man good-naturedly. “Am I supposed to believe that when you become a father, you are not going to be just as hands-on and protective?” He starts to make your iced coffee for you as he waited for you to finish up with your parents, always enjoying whenever he could do any little thing for you.

“We are not alike. Everyone always wants to say we’re alike, like we’re twins or something and we’re not. We are completely different.” Lando rolls his eyes, unaware that he was making the same exact facial expression that I was right now from across the room. “When I become a father, I won’t abandon my pregnant partner when she is 5 months along and traumatize her to the point of feeling that she is doing everything on her own and no one else knows how to care for her child except for herself... I will be in a partnership where we both know our child is safe always. Renee didn’t have that... I mean, until you showed up.” Lando hated giving Oscar any compliments in terms of his relationship with his little sister, but he knew Oscar was an amazing boyfriend and he really had stepped it up as a bonus parent for Aubree. He didn’t even know where his sister’s mindset would be right now if she didn’t have Oscar. “Mick is trying to be a good dad now but... if I’m being honest, there’s a reason why Aubree called you Daddy first... and I think we all know why.” 

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I smile warmly at Lando while keeping both my arms wrapped around your middle. “Yeah, I will be there. I should be around a lot more from now on,” I say, smiling fondly back at you before looking back into Lando’s eyes. “I only have a few little work commitments the rest of the year. Otherwise, I think I will be following this one around,” I tease you. “Hopefully you don’t get hurt any more this season. You are collecting almost as many scars as trophies,” I say, pressing my thumb to Lando’s newest scar for a brief moment before smiling softly at him. “I think Oscar will be around more too and I know you and Max like to hang out from time to time but I promise I won’t get in the way of your bromance,” I giggle softly.

Lando’s eyes brighten and widen when you allude to the two of you dating, shoving Max’s shoulder playfully and squealing a bit to himself. “I am so happy that you two are finally figuring your shit out. Max has been so grumpy lately and I used to think it was because he was losing but I think it’s just because he was missing you.” Lando winks at you. He had a huge crush on you himself, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to be happy for his best friend. He was just a huge fan and just being able to be around you and hang out with you was enough for him... kinda. Lando breathes in suddenly when you were touching him, not expecting that and hating how it sent chills through his entire body, nodding and trying to laugh it off. “This one surprisingly was not my fault!” Lando tilts his head when you mention Oscar being around more, his eyes sparkling at the notion of gossip and drama. “Do you know something I don’t about those two? Are you guys like all in a polycule or something?” Lando leans in as he whispers that, lookng between you and Max expectantly, Max throwing his head back and laughing at Lando’s assumption.

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Oscar crouches down in front of you to put on your sandals, staring lovingly up at you. He had some big plans for the time off, having told Mick that he wants to meet up just the two of them soon. He didn’t want to blindside Mick entirely and he had a trip planned for the two of you with Aubree where he was going to ask you to marry him. He was trying to make an effort and start working towards that place where he could see Mick as his family too. They were always going to be in each other’s lives, after all. “I promise that I am ready for anything. I want to be there with you for every little decision. And you can guide me to the right decisions because after all, I don’t have the most sophisticated taste,” he says, gesturing to his outfit before standing back up and leaning down to kiss you softly.

I kiss him back just as softly, continuing to cup his cheeks, only pulling away when I hear Aubree make a small sound and I turn to look at her, both me and Oscar staring at her expectantly, waiting for her to wake up but she just settles again and continues sleeping, the two of us letting out a joint sigh of relief. It’s not that we didn’t want her to be awake, I missed her when she was asleep most of the time, but us trying to leave with her being fussy would be literally impossible and I’d feel too bad leaving a crying, fussy baby with my parents. “Okay, this has been a fun cheesy sesh for us but we need to go before she wakes up and starts screaming for us to stay.” I stand, grabbing my purse and heading out of the room, my parents walking in just in time. We greet them, me being a helicopter mom as usual and repeating for 100th time Aubree’s eating and nap schedule like my parents haven’t been taking care of Aubree alongside me for 2 years. It was still stressful to leave her alone sometimes.

Lando was standing by Oscar as the two of them watch me rattle off how I want them to give her a bath and make sure I use the baby safe soap and not the adult body wash. “I don’t know how you put up with her... she is utterly exhausting. Especially in mum mode.” Lando rolls his eyes dramatically, feeling antsy since he had chugged a Monster before coming up here and he was desperate to leave and move his body.

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I giggle softly, running a thumb slowly across your lower lip before finishing off my drink. I was about to walk to Oscar with you but I decided not to interrupt whatever intense staring contest was going on between Renee and Oscar as Charles watches with amusement. We instead go to find Lando and I smile sweetly at him, keeping my hand in yours. I knew I should probably be pulling for Oscar for the championship this year since it wasn’t happening for you or Charles but I couldn’t help but want to root for Lando. He was always very nice to me and we seemed to have similar energies. “I always get sad when it’s not Max on the top step but it was nice to see you win today,” I smile softly at him, being there when he won in Abu Dhabi last year.

Lando was obviously pretty drunk, having a conversation with George but as soon as he saw you and Max approach, he turned his attention directly to you, ignoring George’s comments about him being rude. “Max has been up there enough... too many times some would say. It’s about time he lets someone else have the glory!” Lando smiles at Max who just rolls his eyes good naturedly at his friend, Lando focusing back on you. “Renee mentioned that you’d be here this weekend... I am glad I got to see you. Will you be flying home via Jet Verstappen with us all? Apparently Osc will also be there...” He glances to the side where Oscar and Renee were seemingly fucking one another with their eyes while Charles seemed to be egging it on. Lando had no idea what that was about, but the 3 of them were getting closer and closer as the days went by. 

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Oscar almost whimpers as you remind him about how much he likes coming inside of you and he nods at you, his eyes dark. “My favorite place to be, pretty girl,” he murmurs softly, tucking your hair behind your ear. “If you think I am waiting long to put a ring on that finger, you are sadly mistaken. But I also know the engagement may not be too quick because I want to make sure we are able to have our dream wedding. I mean, I don’t have that many details I have fantasized about. The biggest thing to me is my beautiful bride being there,” he smiles lovingly at you. “But when we are engaged and planning our wedding, I want to be involved in the decisions so you don’t feel like you are doing it alone. I know some guys just expect their fiances to handle it all but that’s not me. I want to be there with you every step of the way,” he sighs contently. He was supposed to be heading out for media day soon and here he was, thinking about marriage and babies with you. A likely place for him to be.

A shiver runs down my spine when he calls me ‘pretty girl’ mixed with howhe said being inside me was his favorite place. “You cannot call me pretty girl unless you are planning on shoving me face down onto that bed and fucking me senseless for at least an hour straight.” I give him a playful glare before standing up and walking over to my suitcase again and pulling out some cute sandals, sitting on the edge of the bed, making sure I don’t disturb Aubree, looking up at Oscar expectantly because he always put my shoes on for me, even if they were just slip ons like these were. It was just one of our things. “I have a lot of opinions about the wedding, but of course I want your opinion too, Pastry... I just imagine it being a bit like Chandler and Monica when they’re planning their wedding... and I’m sorry in advance.” I smile up at him, cupping his cheeks as he is bent down in front of me to put my shoes on, leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “I can’t wait to get engaged. I know it’ll be so romantic... in Paris or French Riviera or Italy... quite honestly, you could propose at a McDonalds and it would be the most romantic thing ever.” 

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“Oh, I would love for Mad Max to throw me around. Get all your frustration and anger out on me, baby. And just so you know, I don’t mind you staring at me like that. I love when you look at me like you are thinking about getting me naked as soon as possible,” I brush my lips lightly against yours before pulling you down for a slow and intense kiss, my body pressed up against yours. I didn’t know how long you wanted to stay tonight and I was trying to be patient but all I could think about was getting back to the hotel with you.

Max didn’t even have a chance to respond to you before you were kissing him so intensely that it took all the words straight out of his brain. He even forgot where he was, kissing you back just as passionately, his hands gripping the fabric of your dress and trying to get you impossibly closer. The kiss goes on for what feels like eternity - in the best way ever - and he feels like he just had 4 red bull vodkas when you pulll away. He was so drunk on you, he didn’t even need the alcohol. “I really need to say congratulations to the McLarens and be here for Lan but you are making it impossible to think straight...” 

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Oscar was going to give Lando one more warning before he was the one pushing him. He knew he was your brother and he was probably just overprotective but he never liked seeing Lando even play fighting with you. He smiles softly at you when the two of you walk back into the room. “I just don’t want the little angel to wake up before she’s ready. It would make me feel extra guilty leaving her if she’s fussy.” He also knew if she woke up super fussy, you wouldn’t go with him and he would understand that, of course. He finally changes into his black t-shirt and beige shorts, putting his sneakers on too. “I love the idea of being a proper Dad.. I feel like I am getting a lot of practice. It makes me think more and more about the future..” He walks to you, placing a hand on your stomach before smiling lovingly down at you. He didn’t know when you wanted to start having kids but he knew he would be okay if the two of you started trying soon. It was a difficult thing because he wanted to be as hands-on as possible as a father but he also knew you would not want him to retire early.

“Being a bonus parent definitely gives you practice for your own...” I smile up at him as he sets his hand on my tummy, resting mine over his, remembering how lonely I was during my first pregnancy and knowing that would never happen again as long as I had Oscar. If I had my way, I’d be pregnant again by next year since I wanted Aubree to be close in age to her siblings, but I also knew it would be hard to navigate considering Oscar was not going to retire any time soon. Even if he wanted to in order to be a hands on dad, I wouldn’t let him. “I think you also like the idea of getting me pregnant. I know how much you like coming inside me.” I smirk at him, giggling as he blushed. I was the first girl apparently who ever let Oscar do that and he acted like a little kid on Christmas in the beginning whenever I’d let him do it. “And for the record, I made a promise to myself that the next time I get pregnant, I’ll be married...” I give him a look, knowing we discussed having our own kids all the time but I wanted to do it right this time. I wanted to be married before getting pregnant again. Oscar and I hadn’t even been together a year yet and we were already well on our way to being engaged and married and pregnant, all probably by the end of next year at the rate we were going. I didn’t care if anyone else saw that as a red flag. It was what worked for us and that was all I cared about.

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I furrow my brows in confusion before seeing who you were looking at and rolling my eyes at Pierre. I move slightly with you so that you were covering me completely and he could only stare at your back. I lace my fingers into your hair, pressing my body up against yours. “Do you remember that time you pushed Esteban? I saw some hot edits of you doing that.. It made me all kinds of horny. And is it bad if I picture you doing that to Pierre?,” I ask you, wondering if it was a little toxic of me that I found you incredibly hot when you were mad. “If Mad Max comes back out this year, I am just saying that he could throw me around and do whatever he wants to me, you know.. I mean, you are always super hot to me but something about it really turns me on,” I whisper into your ear. I wasn’t ashamed to admit that when we were apart, I was getting worked up watching videos of you.

“I do remember pushing Esteban... and I love that you watch edits of me. America’s Sweetheart watching edits of F1′s Villain. I think that’s where my villain era started, me shoving him.” Max smirks, nodding as you mention him doing the same to Pierre. “I would punch Pierre, not shove him. I’d break his hands so he couldn’t race anymore. Is that too violent? I just don’t want him, or anyone really, staring at you like that... like you’re a piece of meat.” Max’s eyes widen and his smirk deepens, “Oh yeah? You want Mad Max to throw you around? I think that can be arranged... with how my team is going this year, I am going to be pretty mad pretty often.”