"Wait, they just called Charles in the pits." Joris spoke as they watched the race attentively.

"Wasn't Carlos in the pits?" Marta asked frowning.

Her questioned was answered when Charles' radio was heard. He cursed and hit the steering wheel when he realized he had lost the first position due to a bad strategy.

"No!" Everyone exclaimed in frustration.

"Putain de sa race!" Joris yelled.

Jo shook her head and passed her hands through her face. Everyone stayed in silence, the sadness and disappointment in the air.

[...]

Jo was waiting for Charles at the apartment. He finally walked in, she heard the door open and ran towards it.

She immediately wrapped her arms around Charles. He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around her.

"It wasn't your fault." She spoke looking up at him and he nodded.

"I know but it still hurts." He spoke and Jo pursed her lips caressing his cheek. He put his hand over hers.

"If it makes you feel better I made vanilla cake. I finally mastered the recipe." She spoke smiling and Charles chuckled softly.

"That definitely makes me feel better." He spoke and Jo smiled walking towards the kitchen to get him a slice.

She followed her. Jo grabbed a knife and cut a slice as Charles observed her with a smile.

"I also invited the others." She spoke handing him the plate and Charles tilted his head.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Your friends and mine. I invited them over to have some drinks and just relax." She explained and Charles' expression changed. "Is that bad?" She pursed her lips scrunching her brows.

"No." He replied shaking his head. "I just...wanted to be alone." He added and Jo raised her eyebrows.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I should've guessed." She apologized and Charles shook his head.

"You were just trying to make me feel better." He smiled and she smiled softly as he wrapped his arm around her waist. "I love you to infinity Jo." He spoke placing a soft kiss on the top of her head and she smiled closing her eyes.

[...]

Everyone had arrived. They had turn up loud music and were chatting and laughing.

Charles was laughing and drinking with Carlos, Checo, and Max.

"Take another shot." Charles looked at Checo.

"No, no, I'm fine. I'm already dizzy." He replied and Max patted his back.

"Come on Checo." He squeezed his shoulder.

"Ándale cabrón." Carlos joined in and Checo laughed.

"Come on, you took my win." Charles joked as he poured a shot of tequila and handed it to him. Checo laughed.

"Fine." He grabbed it and they clapped. He downed the entire shot and made a face of disgust.

"Let's go." Charles laughed and grabbed the bottle taking a shot himself.

"Hey Charles! Leave something for me!" Pierre yelled when he saw him take a shot.

He walked towards them and Charles handed him the bottle. Pierre took a long shot and they laughed.

Rose  and Nash were having fun with Lando and Lance. They were talking and playing beer pong.

Jo was sat on the couch with a drink in her hand. She kept looking over at Charles, him not noticing this, too focused on his friend and the tequila bottle to see his bored girlfriend.

Nash spotted Jo on the couch, a bored look on her face. He walked over to her, leaving the ongoing beer pong game.

"Hey, Nash, where are you going? It's your turn!" Lance yelled when he saw him walk away.

"Just take the shot Stroll! I was gonna win anyway!" He yelled as he walked away.

Lance laughed and grabbed the cup drinking the liquor in it. Everyone laughed.

"Hey Jo." Nash sat down besides her and she dedicated him a soft smile. "Why aren't you heavily drinking?" He asked jokingly and she chuckled.

"I just don't feel like it." She shrugged.

"What about some beer pong?" He asked and she looked up at him. "Come on Jo, I want you on my team, you're the best playing beer pong." He nudged her.

"Fine, if you insist." She chuckled softly.

Nash smiled standing up and extended his hand. Jo grabbed it and let him guide her towards the beer pong table.

"We got a new contestant." He announced and they clapped.

"I want her on my team." Lando pointed at Jo.

"Too late, Nash already picked me." Jo shrugged and Lando rolled his eyes.

"Her aim is perfect, we're about to loose." Rose announced and Lance scoffed.

"I don't think so." He crossed his arms.

"Wanna go first?" Jo looked at him challenging.

"Let's go." He clapped his hands.

Lance threw the ball and it landed in one cup.

"That's one." He smiled proudly.

"Let's see how many you get." Jo spoke and drank the liquor in the cup.

She grabbed the ball and threw it. This one landing in a cup perfectly.

"That was a good shot." Lando spoke and Rose nodded.

"Beginner's luck." Lance spoke and Jo chuckled.

They kept throwing. Lance had only made 2 while Jo had made 7. There was a clear winner but Lance wasn't giving up.

"Fuck." He cursed when the ball hit the ground and everyone laughed.

"My turn." Jo grabbed the ball and turned around, facing the other way.

"If she makes this shot I'm jumping off the balcony." Lance joked and everyone laughed.

Jo threw the ball and this landed inside the cup.

"You got to be shitting me." Lance laughed and everyone clapped.

"Thank you, thank you." Jo bowed down and Nash smiled looking at her.

"I think we have a clear winner." He walked towards her. He grabbed her hand and raised it up.

She chuckled looking up at him.

"That looks fun." Max pointed towards the beer pong game.

Everyone turned around. Charles only noticed Jo and Nash's hands intertwined. He swallowed hard seeing the smile on her face as they looked at each other.

"We should..." Pierre started saying but Charles stood up and walked towards the table, cutting him off.

Max, Checo, Carlos, and Pierre looked at each other confused.

"Jo." He called her and she immediately looked at him.

"Did you see the shot I made?" She asked excited. Her face changed when she saw Charles' condition. He was sweating. "Are you feeling okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He assured, his words slurry.

"You don't look so good mate." Nash spoke and Charles' eyes darted towards him.

"Really? Why do you think?" He asked aggressively and Nash furrowed his brows.

"Charles, what's wrong?" Jo asked and Charles scoffed.

"Do you really want to know?" He asked.

Jo looked around and saw everyone looking at them.

"Not here." She grabbed Charles' arm and pulled him towards the hallway where no one could see or hear them.

Everyone at the party stayed confused and concerned about the situation.

"Now, what's wrong?" Jo asked letting go of his arm.

"You're flirting with him." Charles blurted out drunkenly and Jo furrowed her brows.

"What are you talking about? Who?" She asked genuinely confused and Charles let out a cynical laugh.

"Your best friend." He replied and Jo raised her eyebrows.

"What? He's just my best friend." She spoke throwing her arms besides her hips.

"You're mad about me hugging Jean but you're over there grabbing hands and smiling at each other." He spoke and Jo let out a cynical laugh.

"It's a completely different situation, Charles." She defended herself. "And if I was with him it was because one, he's my best friend and two, you were too busy getting wasted with your friends." She spoke and Charles sighed putting his hand on the bridge of his nose. "What? It's true."

"I just wanted to have a good time. You were the one who invited them without asking me." He spoke.

"I was trying to make you feel better!" She raised her voice taking a step forwards.

"Well I don't feel better!" He raised his voice.

"Neither do I!" She raised her voice.

Charles sighed closing his eyes.

"Charles." Jo swallowed the lump on her throat. "I just want you to be good. I want us to be good." She spoke now with a softer tone.

"I know. Me too." He spoke and Jo pursed her lips. "Well this visit to Monaco hasn't been ideal for neither of us." He spoke and Jo shook her head.

"No." She admitted. "But we still have time to make it ideal." She spoke and Charles smiled.

"Yeah." He whispered. "Let's go." He extended his hand.

Jo smiled and grabbed it. He pulled her in and placed a kiss on the top of her head. They went back with the others.

"I just had to throw up! All done now!" Charles yelled with his arms wrapped around Jo and she laughed. "Let's give Jo something to drink!" He exclaimed.

"Yes!" Pierre yelled and handed him a bottle of tequila.

"Shot! Shot! Shot!" Everyone chanted.

Jo smiled tilting her head back and Charles grabbed her jaw softly, pouring liquor into her mouth. She swallowed it and everyone clapped. Charles went in to kiss her and she smiled putting her hands on his face.

Nash took a sip of his drink watching the scene. He smiled softly and clapped along with the others.

"Your turn!" Jo yelled and Charles put his hands behind his back and leaned back.

Jo poured liquor in his mouth and everyone cheered again. They dance the whole night and drank. Charles spun her around and pulled her in, kissing her. She looked up at him. His green eyes glowing, a strand of hair falling in front of them, his cheeks flushed.

He analyzed all her features. Her brown eyes, her silky brunette hair falling perfectly on her shoulders, her rosy lips calling him. He leaned in and kissed her again, addicted to her lips.

"You look so drunk." Jo chuckled putting her hand on his cheek.

"You look so good." His eyes switched from her eyes to her lips as he put his hand over her hand. "I want to have you on our own." He whispered in her ear and she felt a chill run up her spine.

She smiled chuckling softly and passed her hands through his hair. He placed a wet kiss in her neck and she hummed with pleasure.

Charles grabbed her hand and guided her to his room which was down the hall. Everyone was too drunk or dancing to notice the couple leaving. The only one who noticed was Nash.

He watched the couple laughing and whispering as they sneaked out of the gathering. He heard a door close and swallowed hard looking back at the front, trying to ignore the situation.

Charles looked the door and turned to Jo. He immediately went to kiss her, towering over her. He gripped her waits and pushed her down on the bed softly.

Jo's back hit the sheets and she wrapped her arms around Charles' neck, pulling him in. She undid his belt as they kept kissing. He slipped his hands up and down her exposed thighs that were besides his hips.

Charles took his jeans off, staying just in his boxers. Jo lifted her arms and Charles helped her take her blouse off to then take off her skirt. They were both just in their underwear.

Jo grabbed Charle' shoulders and pushed him down besides her. Charles fell on the bed and Jo climbed over him, straddling him. Charles put his hand on her hip while he looked in the drawer besides the bed for a condom with his free hand.

He finally grabbed it and Jo took it  from his hand. She opened it as Charles took off his boxers. She slipped it on him, slipping her hand up and down as she stared into Charles' eyes. He moaned with pleasure and Jo kissed him.

He traced his hands up her back as she kept moving her hand. He unclipped her bra and slipped it off her. He moaned feeling closer to climax and Jo let go when he was the closest.

He stuck his tongue to the side of his mouth when he realized what she was doing. He pushed her down again and she smiled looking into his eyes.

"Are you angry at me?" She asked teasingly.

"Pissed." He replied raising his eyebrows slightly and she chuckled. He smiled going in to kiss her. "What position do you want?" He asked and she made a thinking face.

"Missionary." She replied.

"Only if you promise to not take your eyes off me." He tapped her chin and she nodded. "Words." He whispered.

"Yes." She whispered and he smiled.

He got in between her legs and went in her slowly. She closed her eyes throwing her head back when she felt him in her. He grabbed her face making her look back at him.

"If you stop looking at me I'll stop." He looked at her, his eyes filled with just.

"Don't stop." He grabbed his hand tracing it down her entire body.

He grabbed her hips, thrusting in her again. She moaned and dug her nails in his back. He thrusted in her again, this time harder. He started going at a quicker pace, the bed shaking as moans echoed in the room.

Jo closed her eyes again and Charles stopped.

"Keep going." She whispered breathlessly, pushing her hips forwards.

He suddenly turned her around making her gasp at the sudden movement and at how easily he flipped her around. He thrusted in her with no warning and she moaned. He waited for her response.

"Keep going. Please." She moaned which got him even more turned on.

He thrusted in harder and she gripped the sheets and buried her face in them as he kept thrusting in her.

"You feel so good." He moaned and she let out a moan.

He grabbed her hair pulling it. She felt like she was closer to climax. She moaned and he pulled out, when she felt her tremble. He turned her around again as she breathed shakily.

He slipped her fingers in her. She immediately moaned trying to squeeze her legs. He moved his fingers in her and went in to kiss her as she let out muffled moans.

Charles felt his fingers get wet as her entire body trembled.

"That felt so good, that's never happened to me." Jo whispered breathless.

Charles smiled and went in to kiss her.

"This visit was definitely worth it." He smiled against her lips and she smiled.

"Definitely." He pulled him in to kiss him again.

[...]