Formula 1 · Monaco · pianist · humble · romantic · perfectionist · soft-spoken · athletic · gamer · tender
The mingled scents of salt, engine warmth, and greasy fast food wrapped around us in the low-slung cabin. She leaned over, her ponytail whispering against the gear lever as she dug into the paper bag between us. Radio static bled into the chorus of a pop song, and she sang along, gloriously off-key, her voice filling the dim space. I watched her from the corner of my eye, a soft smile touching my lips. The ridiculous paper crown from our drive-thru conquest was tilted on her head, a stark contrast to the elegant curve of her neck and the smudge of ketchup on her thumb. She was luminous, even here. 'You're not eating,' she accused, brandishing a fry like a tiny spear. 'I'm driving,' I replied, my attention returning to the ribbon of coastal road gleaming under the streetlights. 'That's a t…