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Taura's POV

Went to Australia early, to get used to the timezone, just like everyone did.

But it also meant that there wasn't much to do the first couple of days.

Couldn't really prepare a strategy yet because we didn't do any practice sessions yet, couldn't go to the paddock because there was nothing to do there.

So, we just went out. Got drunk. Needed that.

Enjoyed myself too, for the most part.

"Glad to see you aren't wet anymore, Knox" Lando said as he sat down next to me on the bar.

"Oh shut up" I rolled my eyes. "You'll never see or make me wet"

"Never claimed I wanted to make you wet though" Lando answered. "I am pretty happy with my girlfriend"

"Awesome" I muttered.

"Besides, I heard you get turned on by being touched while others are in the bed too" he looked at me, a damn smirk on his face. "That's not really my thing"

Fucking Ryle. Is he really that proud of it? Did he really have to tell everyone about it?

"No? You're really missing out, should try it sometime" I shrugged it off, as if it was not a big deal.

As if I wasn't bothered by it.

But I was, definitely gonna kill Ryle and he will never touch me again.

"No thanks" he chuckled. "But hey, if that's your kink, then I'm not gonna judge" he put his hands in the air and started laughing.

"Pardon my French, but you're being a douchebaguette." I waved it off, like it would make him magically disappear.

He looked at me, blinked a few times and then started laughing. "You're a special one, Knox"

"Whatever you say Norris, I'm going back to my hotel" I said as I jumped off the barstool.

"I will walk you there" he said, following me.

"You don't need to wal-" I started but he quickly cut me off. "But I want to"

I sighed. "Fine, but just don't talk please"

And he did just that. Walked me back to my hotel but didn't really talk.
It was silent, but not awkward.

A quite special feeling to have. To have someone you can hang around with in silence and not feel weird.

"Thanks for walking me back" I said as we were standing in front of my room. "Guess Quinn and Rome ran off together again"

Fuck - he wasn't supposed to know that they were seeing each other. They wanted to keep it a secret.

"I mean - not together, they probably were tired and decided to sleep together" I shrugged.

I made it worse.

"Not really sleep together though - just, you know - sleep in a bed, but not together. Separately, in two different beds"

Lando's lips curled up a little bit as he listened carefully, not interrupting me for once.

"Because why would they sleep together? They don't even like each other and they're definitely not sneaking around-" I stopped.

"I am overtalking again"

Lando nodded, still smiling. "I am starting to believe I make you nervous"

"Nervous? No-" I chuckled. "I am not nervous, I just-" I shrugged my shoulders. "Wanted to say thanks"

"Got it" he nodded. "Not nervous, just wanted to thank me"

"Exactly" I said as I looked at him. He looked cute after a couple of drinks. Looked cute after no drinks too.

Couldn't deny that he was my type - just hated his personality.

"Are you gonna get in or are you gonna keep staring at me?" Lando shook me out of my thoughts.

Yes, definitely hated him.

"Goodnight Norris" I said as I scanned my key and got in the room. "Goodnight Knoxy" I could hear him say before I closed the door behind me.

I sighed, fell in bed and tried to fall asleep.

Without thinking about what just happened and how I embarrassed myself, again.

@TauraKnox: might regret this tomorrow

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@TauraKnox: might regret this tomorrow.

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@QuinnFerass: so unbelievably pretty!
@RyleCarter: Wow! 😍
@LandoNorris: what a douchebaguette
@user1: uh lando?
@user2: Who is she?
   > @user3: just a friend I think, he's dating Keeley
   > @user2: ok thanks, i like Keeley more
   > @user4: lol she's Mercedes' strategist

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