A/N: this one is inspired by a small moment in the trailer where Dom reaches for Letty's hand.
Despite everything that was going on Dom still allowed himself a moment to look at her. Even now he couldn't believe that she was really here, that she was really alive. Her memory was coming back in stages. He expected her to run for the hills when he told her everything and then again when she began to remember some of it on her own but she didn't. She stayed because she wanted to, because she believed they were meant to be together. It was like falling in love all over again and Dom figured that for Letty it really was like falling in love for the first time. She had no true indication of how deep their love went but the fact that she wanted to rediscover it meant more to him than anything else.
Red had always been her colour. No matter what she wore, if it was red then she would look beyond words. The particular dress she had on clung to her perfectly. The neck line scooped down just enough to leave it to your imagination. Her hair was smoothed round to one side. The ends were wavy and she had the perfect amount of make-up on to compliment her look but not take away from it. He looked down as he reached out and gently touched her wrist. As his fingers slipped down to grip her hand she looked up at him in a way that only Letty could.
Her smirk was small but evident. The way she looked up with her eyes first and then her head followed. The way her head tilted just that little bit to the side to give the slight appearance of hooded eyes. Every time she did it Dom's breath caught. It made his heart swell and his ache for her deepen. It was a look that Letty had perfected long ago. Some things just never change.
R&R