Chapter 1
"Oh, shit! We got cops, cops, cops! Go!" Leon yelled into the two-way radio he was holding.
People scrambled around causing a chain reaction and for the next few seconds, people were running for their cars and hauling ass out of the vicinity like the devil himself was on their tails. Devil ... cops ... to the people both watching the race and participating in the race they were one in the same.
Dom slid behind the wheel of his RX-7 and slammed it into first gear, wheels screaming against the pavement in his haste to get away. He didn't need to get busted. He'd already served time in Lompoc for nearly beating a guy to death and he swore when he got out that he'd never go back. He was walking a fine line and so far luck had been on his side, but it was bound to run out one of these days. Hopefully it wouldn't be today.
Driving through the streets, he pulled into a parking garage in order to hide from the cops, but he was not alone. A white Eclipse had followed him in. Dom locked the RX-7 and was making his way down the ramp when it pulled up beside him.
Rolling the window down, the driver revealed herself.
"Get in," she said.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked.
"Saving your ass, or at least trying to. Get in before they find us!" she urged him again.
"No thanks. I'll take my chances on the street," he said before resuming his walk down the ramp.
Liz shook her head. It figured that he'd choose the cops over her. Not that she blamed him. Whenever they were around each other, their common sense seemed to take a vacation and they always ended up in bed.
She pulled up beside him. "I'm not going to offer again Dom. Get your ass in the car or you'll end up in jail. And we both know you won't survive if you go back."
Dom acted as if he didn't hear her and walked on, but he had heard every word. He knew that she was right. She was always right. Sometimes she knew him better than he knew himself, and that scared the shit out of him.
"Ok," she sighed as she put the car into gear. "Don't say I didn't try," she said before pulling away and leaving Dom to fend for himself. She didn't think for one minute that he'd get caught. He'd figure out a way to elude the cops, just like he always had.
She looked up in her rear-view mirror to see Dom standing in the middle of the ramp, hands on his hips, smiling at her. This was their game. She stopped the car and he made his way around to the passenger side and climbed in, knowing exactly where they would end up.
Liz pulled out of the parking garage and headed uptown, away from all of the activity. She didn't race but because she had a sports car, she would be pulled over and harassed. And since Dom was with her, that would only make things worse.
She and Dom had met a year or so ago at The Racers Edge while she was with one of her friends who was buying parts for his car. Kyle knew Dom from the racing scene and introduced them. At first Liz didn't like him because he seemed cocky and full of himself. But after she watched him race, she knew why he was the way he was. He was the best and everyone knew it. Everyone wanted a piece of Dom and yet nobody could touch him.
"So how much did you win tonight?" she asked.
"Six grand. Not bad for ten seconds of work," he says, grinning. "So how did you know where I'd be?" he asked, settling himself back into the seat.
Liz laughed. "I knew you had a place scoped out where you could stash the car, and a parking garage seemed like as good of a place as any."
"How do you know about that?"
"I have my ways," she says, smoothly changing gears as she maneuvered the car in and out of traffic. "Plus I followed you."
That made Dom laugh. "Talked to Kyle lately?"
"Yeah. He told me where the races were tonight so I thought I'd see if someone was going to finally take down the high and mighty Dominic Toretto."
Dom laughed a full rich laugh that caused chills to snake down Liz's spine and wetness to pool between her legs. "Sorry to disappoint you."
"Yeah well, I can always hope."
"You're just mean," he said, joking with her.
"Oh, shit! We got cops, cops, cops! Go!" Leon yelled into the two-way radio he was holding.
People scrambled around causing a chain reaction and for the next few seconds, people were running for their cars and hauling ass out of the vicinity like the devil himself was on their tails. Devil ... cops ... to the people both watching the race and participating in the race they were one in the same.
Dom slid behind the wheel of his RX-7 and slammed it into first gear, wheels screaming against the pavement in his haste to get away. He didn't need to get busted. He'd already served time in Lompoc for nearly beating a guy to death and he swore when he got out that he'd never go back. He was walking a fine line and so far luck had been on his side, but it was bound to run out one of these days. Hopefully it wouldn't be today.
Driving through the streets, he pulled into a parking garage in order to hide from the cops, but he was not alone. A white Eclipse had followed him in. Dom locked the RX-7 and was making his way down the ramp when it pulled up beside him.
Rolling the window down, the driver revealed herself.
"Get in," she said.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked.
"Saving your ass, or at least trying to. Get in before they find us!" she urged him again.
"No thanks. I'll take my chances on the street," he said before resuming his walk down the ramp.
Liz shook her head. It figured that he'd choose the cops over her. Not that she blamed him. Whenever they were around each other, their common sense seemed to take a vacation and they always ended up in bed.
She pulled up beside him. "I'm not going to offer again Dom. Get your ass in the car or you'll end up in jail. And we both know you won't survive if you go back."
Dom acted as if he didn't hear her and walked on, but he had heard every word. He knew that she was right. She was always right. Sometimes she knew him better than he knew himself, and that scared the shit out of him.
"Ok," she sighed as she put the car into gear. "Don't say I didn't try," she said before pulling away and leaving Dom to fend for himself. She didn't think for one minute that he'd get caught. He'd figure out a way to elude the cops, just like he always had.
She looked up in her rear-view mirror to see Dom standing in the middle of the ramp, hands on his hips, smiling at her. This was their game. She stopped the car and he made his way around to the passenger side and climbed in, knowing exactly where they would end up.
Liz pulled out of the parking garage and headed uptown, away from all of the activity. She didn't race but because she had a sports car, she would be pulled over and harassed. And since Dom was with her, that would only make things worse.
She and Dom had met a year or so ago at The Racers Edge while she was with one of her friends who was buying parts for his car. Kyle knew Dom from the racing scene and introduced them. At first Liz didn't like him because he seemed cocky and full of himself. But after she watched him race, she knew why he was the way he was. He was the best and everyone knew it. Everyone wanted a piece of Dom and yet nobody could touch him.
"So how much did you win tonight?" she asked.
"Six grand. Not bad for ten seconds of work," he says, grinning. "So how did you know where I'd be?" he asked, settling himself back into the seat.
Liz laughed. "I knew you had a place scoped out where you could stash the car, and a parking garage seemed like as good of a place as any."
"How do you know about that?"
"I have my ways," she says, smoothly changing gears as she maneuvered the car in and out of traffic. "Plus I followed you."
That made Dom laugh. "Talked to Kyle lately?"
"Yeah. He told me where the races were tonight so I thought I'd see if someone was going to finally take down the high and mighty Dominic Toretto."
Dom laughed a full rich laugh that caused chills to snake down Liz's spine and wetness to pool between her legs. "Sorry to disappoint you."
"Yeah well, I can always hope."
"You're just mean," he said, joking with her.