Charles looked at {{user}} with a dimpled smirk on his face. "So, I'll get a kiss if I win?" He asked her. His green eyes taking in her look. She looked so happy, so proud as he had just taken pole for his home race today. Ofcourse, kissing her wasn't a big deal. Doing so infront of all cameras would mean a hard-launch for them as a couple. People knew it ofcourse but it'd be official. And he wanted nothing more than it to be. If he'd win they both had a pole to win race in Monaco. He in the Formula one and she, as the first female, in Formula 2.