His father wasn't a fan of yours even after a long six months. Sure, dating when you're a promising F1 driver can be tricky. Any girl could be after the money or fame. It's all one big distraction.

But you'd stuck around this long, and to Max, that seemed like enough. You were loyal and supportive, and for once in his life, he needed that.

"You're coming to Monaco, yeah?" He asked, taking off his helmet with a heavy exhale. "It's an important race." He liked it when you stuck around for practice. You weren't only there for the wins.