August 28, 2022
"The news of mid-season driver changes is growing. The Alpha Tauri team has announced that Buemi will drive instead of Bronie to test a few races and compare performance. Also, Bronie didn't attend the media briefing, could it be because the couple appeared hand in hand on camera at the last race? What do you think, Will?" The reporter said as he presented the day's sports news. The footage was a big hit. It was impossible not to recognize. Annabelle was back in Monaco, the team had decided to suspend her. She spent all day at home, sending her brother even when she needed to go to the grocery store. She was sad but she wouldn't admit she was sad and she was very angry. Really angry, she was close to hating this sport. Her name was taken off the garage door, instead it was Buemi's name. It was as if nothing in the garage belonged to her, as if she had never raced in Alpha Tauri. As soon as the race was over I went to the hotel, I didn't want to stay for the after party. I had been here for almost five days and I missed Annabelle a lot, even though we talked on the phone every day. I packed my suitcase and caught the plane, when I arrived in Monaco I texted Annabelle that I had arrived and I went home and first I threw the clothes in my suitcase into the wash and then I took a short shower and ordered some food outside. Near the end of my meal there was a knock at the door, I got up and opened it and Annabelle immediately hugged me.
"Mi corazón," I said as I kissed the top of her head. "Welcome." Her cheeks were flushed from the heat, and she looked like Dora the Explorer in her lilac t-shirt and brown shorts. Of course, if I told her that, she would probably punch me in the stomach.
"I missed you so much." She said as she hugged my neck tighter and I giggled, wrapping my arms around her waist. "How was the race? I fell asleep... so I couldn't watch it." She said as she buried her head in my neck.
"It was okay, I came seventh," I said, at least I got some points. She seemed to want to say something but couldn't. "Buemi was good too, how many more races did they say he's going to do?" I asked. She grimaced and rolled her eyes when she heard Buemi's name. I watched her for a while as she went inside, sat down and started eating the leftover potatoes.
"There are two more races. I don't know what will happen after that... Probably if Buemi performs well, they'll put me out the door." and then she was silent for a while. She seemed to be getting used to the idea. "And I have no idea what I'll do if I'm shown the door. At the beginning I was excited, I was excited to move to F1... Now I don't feel that excited. My career is almost over and I don't even have a plan B." I gently sat her on my lap and hugged her waist.
"That's how I felt when I was going to leave Mclaren, I didn't think I was going to find another team, but eventually I did. Sooner or later someone talks to you and you go to another team. So I mean, there will always be opportunities, you might have a bad experience with this team. But as soon as you leave the team, people will come to you with offers because you are talented Bella... You can be sure that all the teams see your talent. Any team that won't compete for you is an idiot." That's what I was really thinking, that's what I was really feeling, that's what I was trying to make her feel as we talked. She smiled and hugged me tighter.
"Thank you." I grabbed her chin and kissed her gently. I had missed her so much...
"So what have you been up to? I bet you missed me," I said with a grin.
"Of course I missed you. I hung out with my parents, my mom wouldn't let me stay home alone, she said my mentality wasn't right for being home alone. So I stayed at their place, slept and watched movies all day, just hanging out." I giggled and started playing with her hair this time.
"Are you hungry? I can order you some food." I said as I reached for my phone. She shook her head no and grabbed my wrist.
"You just got here, you must be tired. Besides, I already ate before I came." She said as she ran her fingers through mine.
"Yeah, we should go to sleep," I said as I stood up and picked her up. Her giggles filled the hallway as we made our way to the room. To be honest, I missed us like this. I didn't want to keep Annabelle a secret, she shouldn't be a secret. But she was happier in secret. Then we didn't have the eyes of the world on us, we could do whatever we wanted. We went on dates in disguise, I snuck into her team garage... Now we were in bigger trouble. Everyone had found out, I had always said I didn't want to keep her as a secret, I wanted the whole world to know that she was mine. She snuggled closer to me as I pulled the sheets over us, I put my hands on her waist and hugged her tighter. "I love you so much," I said as I buried my head in her hair and inhaled her scent. She looked into my eyes for a while, smiled and kissed my cheek. God, she was so beautiful.
"I love you too. I love you so much." I grabbed her chin and brought our faces closer.
"How much?" I asked, grinning.
"Too much, too much." She said as she left bites on my neck.
"Annabelle," I said between moans. "It's so late." But she didn't care, instead she took off her shirt, threw it on the floor and kept kissing me. I was melting with every movement...
After a while I took her under me and pinned her wrists above her head. "Stop," I said breathlessly. I didn't want to stop, my brain was signaling 'don't stop'.
"Didn't you miss me?" she said, biting her bottom lip. I pushed aside a lock of hair that fell on her face.
"Of course I miss you... But we both know I won't stop if I start. Don't you remember what happened last time?" She was an hour late for the media meeting because she couldn't wake up, also she had trouble walking and sitting all day.
"But I'm so wet," she moaned. I swallowed hard and spread her legs with trembling hands, her hands going to the bulge in my pants as I pulled off her shorts.
"First things first." I said breathlessly, bending over her.
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