Hopelessly Devoted ☆ Pierre Gasly

XLI

"RJ, go ahead," George widely smiled.

A fake smile curved on her lips. "Right," she breathed.

"Why do people call you RJ?" Pierre suddenly asked. He had heard that name before, but never understood why people called her that. Her initials are J.F.R, which are also J.R.. "Reynolds Juliette?"

"Reynolds Junior," she clarified. "A few in the team call me like that because they worked with my dad, but new people seem to adopt the name as well."

"Ah, you belong to the nickname crew now. You made it," he teasingly said and winked.

"Fabulous." They both smirked.

Lando cleared his throat. "Alright, love birds, we are playing a game here, not having a wine party." Eyes shot up to Lando and widened. "Just one more thing, are you two in a relationship? Because if not, you two probably should be in a relationship. There's so much chemistry between you."

"Now you say it..." Alex inspected Juliette and Pierre. "Are you?"

"No," Juliette and Pierre lied. Well, technically they weren't in a relationship, but they were dating. No one could know about them; they knew that by now.

Sara raised her eyebrows, but they are dating? She looked at Pierre, who was shaking his head lightly. She gave him a nod; they had to keep it secret. Then, her eyes fell on Juliette, who looked down. This was suspicious...

"Anyway, my friends, let's begin," Juliette called and straightened her back.

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After a few hours, Juliette was back to work in a conference room with the whole team and drivers. The game was fun; more and more people joined them. The group ended up with 35 players, it were people from the whole grid - which made it even more fun. Most time, there is a battle going on between every team, and at that game, it was just a group of people who wanted to have fun.

"Good morning, Europe," Juliette greeted her colleagues back in England when the call connected. It was like she was presenting the Eurovision Song Contest.

"Good afternoon, Japan," Cristal greeted her colleagues in Japan.

"Can I take the lead?" Peter asked. When he got permission to lead the call, he started to talk. "Juliette and I have an announcement to make."

Juliette raised her eyebrows, and she looked questionable at Peter, we what?

"You two are gonna get married," Liam joked.

"Are you?" Delilah asked and squeezed her eyebrows together. She was teasing around.

"No, we are not," Peter sternly said and placed his hands on his lips.

"No!" Someone else dramatically sighed. "The dream couple isn't going to marry... My heart is broken," he hysterically said.

Juliette snorted. "I don't think my dating person dude would like that, me neither, by the way." She looked questionably around. "How do you call someone you're dating, but it's not official yet?"

"Juliette, I'm trying to be serious here and you're talking about your dating person?" Peter rolled his eyes. "My wife wouldn't be too happy with that as well..."

Liam laughed. "Just like a married couple."

"Just a small reminder we are in a work call, not a friends call..." There was silence, that was right. A few giggled and shook their heads.

"Right," Peter sighed. "Due to personal reasons, I won't be attending the Grand Prix in Mexico, meaning I have to drop my tasks for that weekend. Juliette Reynolds will be taking over my tasks for that weekend, Floris Wolfs will take over Juliette's tasks. This will mean I will process everything from this race, but as soon we are going to focus on the Mexican GP, we will have some changes within the team."

Eyes shot up to Juliette, who awkwardly smiled and nodded. She looked at the screen at the wall, to see Floris' reaction, who shared the same smile.

"Congrats, RJ!"

"Wow. This is so cool. Congrats!"

Lewis gave Juliette a warm smile, he was curious to see what would happen if she got that position - in a positive way. "We will make the best of it."

"Thanks," Juliette softly smiled.

"Dude, how do you feel?" Delilah asked curiously; she was suspecting this announcement for quite some time now.

"I'm pre-stressed. Like I'm stressed about the stress that I will be stressed out about for that weekend," Juliette dramatically said, slightly in panic. "Okay, I need to stop make jokes about my emotions." She took a deep breath. "It's really exciting. I'm looking forward to it."