Wow. Humility suits you even better.
The three dotsblinked on my screen for a moment before disappearing. I stared at the blank screen in anticipation, wondering if I'd said too much or if she'd decided I wasn't worth her time. Then her reply came through.
Aurelie
But seriously, thank you. It feels… surreal. Like I’m dreaming and I’ll wake up to find I’m still in F2 living in my brother’s shadow.
Trust me, you’re not dreaming. You earned every second of that P3.
Aurelie
Even with all that ‘boxing out’ happening?
Especially with all the boxing out. Half the grid is scared of you now.
As they should be.
The pause between messages stretched just long enough to make me wonder if I'd crossed a line. At least, in my mind I probably had. Iwas already starting to think of how she looked with her race suit tied around her waist and how her tits?—
Aurelie
Scared or annoyed?
Probably both.
Aurelie
Good. I’d hate for them to think I’m here to play nice.
Somehow, I don’t think you’ve ever played nice.
Her response came quicker this time.
Aurelie
You’d be right.
Aurelie
In more ways than one.
Jesus Christ. I shifted, feeling uncomfortably hard. She couldn't say shit like that to me.
I grinned involuntarily, scrolling back through the messages like some lovesick teenager. She was sharp, witty. It was refreshing in a world where everyone wore a mask—myself included most of the time.
Seriously, though. You’re going to give me a run for my money this season.
Aurelie
All 50M of your contract this year?
Jesus, let’s not get out of hand now. I have a mortgage to pay, you know.
Aurelie
Sorry, just not used to standing in the presence of greatness.
Aurelie
