Chapter 1

Ashley looked under the hood of her 2000 Honda Civic DX and moaned. She was never going to be able to clean up the mess that she faced. One of her two NOS tanks has exploded.

"Oh Shit!" She yelled. "I can't fix this myself." She said, slamming down the hood.

It wasn't much her car she was worried about. It was her reputation. She was known as the best and the baddest female racer in California. She climbed in the driver side and clicked on her seatbelt and cranked up. Her engine sounded horrible as she drove downtown to a local mechanic.

"What can I help you with?" He asked. She said nothing; she just popped the hood and let him look for his self.

"Shit! What did you do?" He asked, his eyes wide.

"Tank blew up. Can you fix it?"

"No, but I know someone who can…."

~*~*

Ashley read over the address twice to make sure she had the right place. A big sign that read; Toretto's loomed overhead. She pushed open the door causing the bell to slam against the glass ringing out throughout the place. A woman with long dark Brown hair looked in her direction.

"Hey, welcome to Toretto's can I help you?" She asked,

"Yeah, I'm looking for Dominic Toretto?" Ashley asked.

The girl eyed her and pointed to a small office in the back.

Ashley knocked on the door softly. Her breath caught in her throat when he approached her. He was massive and he was gorgeous, and had the body of a god.

"Dominic?" She asked.

"Depends on who's asking." He said, with his arms folded across his chest.

"Oh Sorry, I'm Ashley Hernandez." She introduced, extending her hand.

"Well, I'm Dominic Toretto."

"Yeah, well, I heard you're a mechanic and I need your help…" She said.

"I don't just fix cars. I fix up cars to race little lady."

"Good. That's even better. So will you help me?"

"Show me the car."

Ashley walked back through the store with Dominic following closely behind her. When Ashley popped the hood. Dominic shuddered.

"You got to me just in time. This is a fucking mess."

"No Shit. So can you help me?" She asked.

"Its gonna cost you time and money…." He said, eyeing her up and down.

"Well, I got the money, but why do you need my time?" She asked, she could tell he was flirting.

"Well, if I fix your car to race. Then you race it for me."

"For you?" She asked, thinking. "Maybe I could do that."

"Good…"He said. He was so close his body inches apart.

"DOM!"

They both jumped apart when his name was called.

"Letty," He said, as a girl walked up to him. She looked at Ashley and then to Dominic.

"What is this?" she asked with an attitude.

"She needs her car fixed. That's all."

"Uh-huh." Letty replied unconvincingly, pushing past him. "Looks like you're trying to fix more than her car." She mumbled.

He looked and at Ashley and rolled his eyes at Letty's stubbornness.

"Jesse!" He yelled, not taking his eyes off Ashley.

A lanky guy quickly walked up to his side. "Dom, what's up man?"

"Look at this. Tell me what we need to do."

After Jesse announced everything that needed to be done, he mouthed off a total. " Probably about $15,000."

Ashley gulped. "Uh…yeah ok, I could do that." She said. "I need it done by Race Wars."

"You're competition?" Dom asked with a smirk. He was standing right up next to her, looking down.

She looked up into his beautiful brown eyes. "Looks that way don't it." She said, nudging him in the side..

Dam grinned from ear to ear He liked her sass. "Yeah, well. You will be when we fix this car."

AS she looked up at him, she could tell why he was the king of the race world.