"Ma chérie", Fabio stands next to the bed in shorts sweating. "You need to get up"
"You already trained? That's early", I slowly sit up, waking up.
"It's ten already, Ma Chérie", he smiles.
Fabio pulls me into him, connecting our lips. It feels amazing. I could get used to doing this every day.
"Jump", Fabio mumbles against my lips. I do as told and he catches me holding me up, while I wrap my legs around his long torso.
He walks towards the bathroom, pushing my back against the wall. I shiver at the sudden contact with the cold tiles.
He kisses from my lips to my earlobe, whispering "shower? We are very dirty..". After those words he takes my earlobe in his mouth sucking and biting lightly. A moan leaves my lips.
His hands go under my shirt, he pulls his head back slightly to look me in the eyes. I nod, putting my hands up. The shirt is on the floor in seconds and I see the look in Fabio's eyes. I see lust, but also adoration? It's a soft look in his eyes. He looks me in the eyes one last time before his mouth connects with the skin of my chest. He starts at my collarbone and slowly finds his way to one of my nipples. He pecks it just once.
It's a good thing I have my legs up around his torso or they would have buckled out underneath me.
His hands are on my back again, holding me tight to him. He starts walking to the shower and turns the water on.
Fabio sets me down carefully, pecking me on the lips once again. He slids down his shorts and boxers and steps out of them. I see his erection for the first time. It's pretty impressive, standing up proudly. Fabio's hands are on my body again. They start at my waist, going down to my thong. He keeps them there, looking me in the eyes, silently asking permission. I nod my head slightly and it's off.
We stand still for a moment. Both completely naked in front of each other. I don't feel like covering up, like I normally do. He looks gorgeous, his hair soft and messy, his toned body. It's no six pack, but there are definitely lines. He has a little happy trail, which I think is very sexy. And then those tattoos, I love those. They are making him even more sexy.
I take his hand and we get under the water. It's not a huge shower, so we have to stand close. Fabio turns me around and pulls me into him. My back to his front. His arms around my waist. His lips on my neck. I want to stand like this forever. My head falls back against his shoulder and my hand goes to his hair.
"Fabio..", I breath out.
"Hmm.. yes, Ma Chérie?" He answers. His face still buried in my neck.
"I think I'm falling in love with you". I turn around, looking him in the eyes.
"I think I've already fallen", he says back. "You are the best thing that happened to me in a long time", he follows. Pecking me on the lips. I hug him close. I want to stay like this. I don't want to let go.
We shower together and it's intimate but not sexual. It's just right for me.
The rest of the day is uneventful. Packing and riding to Nice to pick up Tom. Than driving to Mugello. The guys are in the front talking about the race weekend, about the schedule and interviews. I in the back, zone out. I've got my laptop with me and I review Jack's race, taking some notes. Till my phone buzzes with a message.
*Hello Julie, I heard you're coming to Mugello with Fabio and Tom. I would like to talk to you when you are there. I will be in the hospitality. Thank you, Lin Jarvis*
"Ehm.. guys?", I speak up, they both stop talking. Tom turns around and Fabio looks at me through the mirror. "Lin Jarvis just texted me"
"Really? What did he say?", Tom asks, while Fabio only smiles. I read them the text out loud.
"Yeah, I talked to him this morning", Fabio says. "I told you, he figured out this is more than just friendship. And he had some questions. That's it"
"That's it?", I ask, but get interrupted by the ringing of my phone.
"Hello?", I ask answering.
"Hello, is this Julie? You're speaking with Uccio", I hear a thick Italian accent.
"Si, Ciao Uccio", I shift to Italian.
"Parli Italiano? (Do you speak Italian?)"
"Si. Perché chiami? (Why are you calling?)"
"perché voglio prendere un appuntamento con te (because I want to make an appointment with you)"
"Si, nessun problema. Domani? (No problem, tomorrow?)"
"Alle 9? Nel box? (At 9am in the pitbox?)"
"Si, naturalmente. A domani! Ciao! (Yes, of course. See you tomorrow, bye)", I say ending the call.
"You are quite popular aren't you?", Tom grins.
I just smile nodding.
I'm a little nervous about that talk with Lin Jarvis. And then tomorrow with Uccio. And I think somewhere after with Davide Tardozzi. Those are all really big names, with a lot of knowledge. Maybe they see right through me. And with Lin Jarvis asking questions about me and Fabio. I don't even know what will happen between me and Fabio, so what do I tell him?
I'm very excited about this new project. I've made some kind of schedule for myself to be able to keep up with all 6 riders. I thought about talking with all of them before the start of the race weekend. So before Friday and discuss the last race and the way they rode. Than after FP1 and FP2 they can consult me if they want and same goes for after FP3. And after FP4, Q1 and Q2 they can ask again. I don't want to force my advise on them and I don't think they all need it. I'm curious how they will react to this idea and to me. I can image they will think I can't help. Especially since I've never rode on a motorcycle, let alone a MotoGP bike.
"Ma Chérie?", Fabio asks, getting me out of my thoughts.
"yes?", I look up and see that we are at a gas station. Tom's already out of the car, filling the tank.
"Do you need something? We still have a couple of hours left"
"Just some water for my medication, that's it", I lay my head back closing my eyes for a second.
"Do you need to eat anything with them?", He pulls his snapback off and ruffles his hair.
"No, please no. I know what you're gonna say, but those pills make me very nauseous"
"Okay. Be right back"
The rest of the car ride was uneventful. I took my pills and slept.
It's around nine when we arrive in Mugello. Fabio and Tom settle in the motorhome while I find the Yamaha hospitality.
"Julie, thank you for coming. Hope you had a good ride", Lin Jarvis, walks towards me.
"Yes, thank you. Nice to meet you", I shake his hand. He walks towards a table and motions for me to sit in front of him.
"So tell me. I've talked to Michele Zasa and he told me it's a great opportunity to work with you. And both Tom and Fabio speak very highly of you", he looks interested at me.
"That's good to hear", I start with telling him my education. "I haven't been on a motorcycle, I don't know what it feels like or should feel like. But I think that can be an advantage"
"And why's that?", He thanks the man who set coffee in front of him. I decline.
"Because I don't get biased. My advise and opinion is based on theory. It's based on what in theory works best, on what something looks like. I look at movements, and that's it"
Lin nods.
"For example, have you seen Marc Marquez ride? That's not natural, the way his shoulder stands, the way both his elbows are bent and even his hand. That will be causing problems on his other shoulder and elbows in time", I try to explain. "That are the things I notice and I can coach in. Not in how it feels to ride with more than 300km/h"
"Okay. So you will be working with six riders. Two of them are racing for the championship and you are dating one of them. How will you manage?", He asks directly.
"I-I don't know if it's d-dating", I stutter. Is it dating? We have kissed, slept in the same bed and showered together. Is that called dating? I blush a little thinking about this morning. "W-we like each others company?", I almost question.
"But other than that. I don't think I should give one rider more times than the others", I try to tell him.
"Okay, but you didn't answer my question", he says a little impatient.
"I wasn't done yet", I get that he is a little protective. And he wants and needs the best for his riders. But he doesn't have to do this. "My plan is to sit with every rider on Wednesday or Thursday. To look at their own race footage and tell them the things I notice. We at clinica mobile have access to the footage of the whole race of every individual rider. I'll be watching all free practices and the riders can make an appointment with me after FP2, after FP3 and after Q2"
"So they can choose?", He asks a little confused.
"Yes. If they don't want to see me, they won't do anything with my advise. So they or you can choose. And that way they can all have equally as much time, it's up to them to use it"
"And what if Pecco used all those moments and Fabio can't because of sponsor and media obligations?", He really is afraid this will affect the championship. That's kind of a compliment.
"Than it's up to you what you think is most important"
"And what if you and Fabio break up?", he's getting on my nerves with all these questions. From the corner of my eye I see Fabio walking in of the hospitality. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing right now.
"If we start a relationship and break up, we have to be professional", I look Lin straight in the eyes, "look, you don't have to work with me. Fabio or Franco doesn't have to work with me. That's up to you. Uccio wants to work with me, same goes for Bezzecchi, Marini and Pecco. We just wanted to give you all a change. But if you don't give me the benefit of the doubt then I'm not working with Yamaha"
"Hey, how's it going?", Fabio chooses this exact moment to break in. He pats Lins shoulder before sitting down.
"I think Lin and I are done talking", I tell Fabio, standing up. "I think it's a good thing if you talk to Dr Zasa again. Maybe Matteo can work with you", I tell Lin, who hasn't said a word yet.
Fabio looks questionable at me.
"Thank you for your time. I have another appointment to get to", I shake Lins hand and smile at Fabio.
I don't have another appointment, but I know Dr Zasa is at the clinica mobile now, so I want to tell him about this meeting, about Fabio before Lin Jarvis calls.
*you okay? You and Lin didn't agree on things?*
A text from Fabio.
*I think it'll work out. I'm omw to Dr Zasa. Will be at the motorhome after. I'll tell you about it. x Julie*