The tossing and turning was getting ridiculous, Brian thought. He sat up in bed and flipped the lamp on so he could chase the shadows away, more than being able to see. He looked to his left and found Sophie sleeping soundly, her hair tousled from sleep and falling over her shoulders hiding her breast from Brian's sight. He let a small grin appear as he thought of her modesty in almost every aspect of her life except when they were together here.
They were teamed up as partners shortly after Brian was reinstated to the Bureau and Sophie took to him like a dog to water. Brian showed her everything by the book foremost and then did what he did best and did things his way. She gave him enough cover to get their cases done so that their boss couldn't fire either of them for lack of protocol - Sophie always had the right paperwork and Brian trusted her enough that if she needed his signature he signed off on whatever she handed him.
He knew he was happy but something didn't feel right.
Getting out of bed quietly and covering Sophie back up, he pulled on his sleep pants and padded into the kitchen for a drink. He pulled out small glass and his whiskey decanter before he went into the living room and sat in his favorite recliner. He turned the TV on and muted the sound so it didn't wake Sophie up. He poured a drink and sat the decanter by his chair. He had a lot to think about.
His life had always been unpredictable. First his home life; single mother who worked all the time and blamed Brian for all of her problems. Second, his stint with the LAPD ended in disaster when he let a mark go on purpose while covering their tracks - he knew he'd never see Dominic Toretto or any of the team ever again unless they crossed the border and he was forced to handcuff them. Thirdly, he met his current love interest, Sophie Trinh, when they were assigned to work together at the FBI.
With Sophie, his life started to get some traction, he knew some of what to expect. Sophie was a good partner to have at work and she was even better at home. He suspected Penning knew of their private relationship but didn't quite know how serious it was between the two. Brian drove them into work everyday and they left at the same time as well. Stasiak seemed to be picking up on the vibes between the two and would make a jab occasionally. Brian and Sophie ignored him and kept things professional while in the offices.
Brian was antsy the last few days as he was hearing that Dom was back in town. He didn't know what to do with himself. He knew Sophie had to have suspected something going on with Brian but she hadn't said anything yet - she had a way of waiting out the person she was wanting information from and that included using that technique on Brian at home. His thoughts were turning to Dom and that's where it got murky for him. He poured another whiskey.
An hour later, a quiet knock at the door, had Brian out of the recliner and looking through the peephole first before he opened the door. He saw Dom standing there in his leather jacket and fitted jeans looking like a god. He went to step out into the hall but Dom pushed him inside the apartment and against the bar counter. He went to protest but he was cut off by Dom's mouth covering his and digging his fingers expertly into his hips holding him in place. When Brian's head caught to what was going on, Brian let out a loud moan as Dom's tongue stroked the roof of his mouth.
Dom stepped further into Brian's personal space and Brian's brain started sending warning bells about being too loud. Dom nipped at Brian's bottom lip and sucked it into his mouth just as the two heard a gasp from the hallway. Brian had enough sense to push Dom away even if Dom didn't budge too far from his body. He tried to go to her but Dom still held his hips and Brian didn't fight too hard to be let go and he said, "Sophie...this..."
Sophie heard the uncertainty in Brian's voice and replied, "I know. I'll be gone in the morning." She went back into their bedroom and closed the door.