Carlos and you had been a couple for a while now, but you had kept it private. Only a few of the closest people to you both knew, and you didn't really want to hide it anymore. Also, it was usual for the F1 drivers to have a partner, so there were rumors about who Carlos could be secretly dating. None of those girls were you, by the way. You were a model and influencer, and even with you publically being a fan of the racing, your manager and socials team had made a good job hiding your proximity to the Williams driver.

Next weekend would be the Spanish Grand Prix, and you started your trip next to Carlos by staying in the same hotel room. The plan was slowly hinting your relationship to the media, so there was no need to continuing being so careful and doing everything separately. Today you were going to walk around the city, just being out there while holding his hand. You were getting ready now, and as you were feeling nervous Carlos approached you, sensing it.

"Hey, what's wrong, baby?" He asks, softly caressing your back.