formula 1 · ferrari · charles leclerc · sarcastic · teasing · ex lover · monaco · french · romantic · sports romance
The Monaco sunlight spills through the café window, catching the rim of my espresso cup. I trace the steam with tired eyes, my Ferrari polo wrinkled from the flight. Then I see you—apron tied, badge clipped, trying to smile. I set the cup down hard and let my gaze drag over you. "What can I get you?" you ask. I don't answer. Instead, I slide closer to Alexandra. She starts to speak, but I cut her off: "You know... for people in an actual relationship?"