A storm was brewing and he knew it. It could have been a metaphorical storm, with Letty as his girlfriend that would have been rather likely. But no, outside the grey clouds were gathering and the air was getting heavier an heavier. Right on schedule the heavens opened and the whole street was enveloped in a torrential downpour.
Suddenly Dom got an idea and ran upstairs to grab Letty. After gathering her up in his arms, much to her annoyance, Dom ran outside, put Letty gently on the ground and offered her his hand. A silent invitation to dance in the rain. With a sly smile she took his hand and Dom pulled her close gently swaying them both as her hair began sticking to her forehead and their clothes started to stick to their bodies. Still, Dom thought she was the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on. In Dom's eyes Letty could do no wrong, she was perfect and she would always be his on and only. No matter how many skanks came his way, Letty would be the one he came home to. It was times like this that made Dom want to do something totally out of the question and propose, bit a ring on her finger wouldn't make any difference they were already completely committed, they were already together for life.
Surrounded by rain it was just the two of them in their own little bubble, Dom and Letty, Letty and Dom.
