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I now have a dual role at Collings Motors, as a driver stylist and running CM by Catherine. We rushed the ruched T-shirt into production last year and did a successful campaign with motorsport influencers to announce the launch.

It sold out in every size and every colour.

The team quickly moved on to the collaboration capsule collection with Vibrance, and we launched it right before Silverstone.

It blew up and flew off the racks, so to speak.

So much so that we are restocking the current line and already working on the next capsule collection.

I have a good working relationship now with Nicola, Jules, and Marissa. I often have lunch with Jules and Marissa when I’m at headquarters, and we laugh about the day I overheard them talking about me. Both girls are bright and ambitious, and as CM by Catherine grows, I want to bring them along.

I travel with Mason every race weekend, planning what outfits he and Caleb will wear into the paddock and for appearances. I track everything they wear, have it tailored, make sure it’s pressed and ready to go every day. It’s a fun job, and I love it.

Oh, and I’m still running my Paddock Chic channels, too.

So I’m stupid busy, but I love it all.

I spread some plum jam on my sourdough toast. My relationship with Mum is better now, too. As I predicted, the media spotlight on my relationship with Mason dimmed once people got used to us, and now people talk more about my clothing than my relationship. I’ll always know that selfish side of Mum exists, but I’ve also learned I can manage that and still have a relationship with her.

I take a bite of my toast and chew thoughtfully. Mason has not talked to his father since that awful night in Singapore. With my support—and with the help of his therapist—he’s processed his feelings about what happened and has emerged stronger and healthier for it. And he will be the father he never had when we have children.

Mason’s mum has kept using him for sponsorship deals and content, and I have learned that if it doesn’t bother Mason, that’s all that matters. I’ve met Ruby, and I adore her. She looks so much like Mason, is super smart, and she’s also gorgeous. I told Mason she’s totally getting a driver when she joins us after summer break. Ruby graduated from uni in June with her master’s, took two months off to travel, and has taken a job in the Collings Motors canteen whilst she applies for engineering positions.

Why do I think Mason is going to have to talk to Caleb about what to do when your younger sister falls for a driver?

I shift my attention back to Mason, who is tucking into his breakfast. I smile at him.

“What do you want to do today?” I ask.

He lifts his gaze from his plate to meet mine. “Swim with you in the sea. Have sex with you. Repeat all day long.”

“I think we’ve done this every day,” I tease.

He quirks a brow. “And?”

I laugh, and he does, too.

I love him so much.

“In three days you’re going to have to give up your yacht boy life when we dock in Monaco.”

“That’s too bad. Because I kind of excel at it,” he quips.

I giggle at that. “Come on. I know you’re having fun, but you’ve got to be itching to drive again.”

Mason pauses for a moment. “Yeah, I am. I’ll be ready for Monza. And to beat Xavier and Caleb’s arses.”

I grin. Mason is in a three-way battle with Xavier and Caleb for the lead in the Drivers’ Championship. Xavier is still at the top of his game—damn him—but any of them can win it now. I love Xavier, but I’d be happy to see either Mason or Caleb win it this year.

No matter what Hadleigh says about her man needing to win three championships in a row, I think with a smirk.

Kristin returns to check on us once again.

“Does everything taste good?” she asks.

“Perfect,” I promise her.

“Excellent. I’ll let Chef Juan know,” she says. Then she places a plate with an Aero bar on it between the two of us on the table. “To enjoy with your coffee.”