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Letty's POV
Dom's staring at me and I'm pretending not to notice. He grabbed my hand and held onto it while he used the clutch. In some weird way, it symbolized our love. I loved him, he loved me and cars were our passion. He pulled my hand up to meet his lips and kissed the back of it gently. Dom isn't the most romantic guy in the world but when he wanted to be, he could outdo any Casanova.
God, I remember when we we'd just started dating. It seems like yesterday that he'd noticed that I was no longer just "the tomboy next door"! Now here we are. We're all grown up and although we were wanted by the police at one point in time, at least we were wanted together.
I reached over and, with the hand that was free, traced the outline of his face with my fingertips to make sure that this godlike man, whom I'd fallen deeply in love with, was real.
End of Letty's POV
Meanwhile in Brian's car, Mia and Brian had as little to say as Dom and Letty did. They were left to their own thoughts as a slow R&B song played on the radio. Brian's fingers tapped the rhythm of the song on the steering wheel as Mia nodded her head to the music. Occasionally they looked at each other with a longing that could only be understood by the lovers around the world.
"So did you enjoy dinner tonight?" Mia asked, sparking conversation.
"Actually I did. It's nice just going on a double date and just hanging out. Dom and Letty seem almost impersonal when they're around cars." Brian admitted.
"That's true. I think working on cars for them is like making love. It's their way of communication, I guess." Mia said. Brian nodded his head understandably and pulled into the garage.
"Hmm. Looks like we made it here before Dom and Let." Mia said, surprised.
After exiting the car and walking into the house, Mia went into the kitchen and grabbed a Corona for Brian and a Snapple for herself. As she served him his drink, Brian looked up at her from his sitting position on the couch.
"No one's home." He said, nodding his head.
"Nope." Mia agreed.
"I wonder what we should do to pass the time." Brian urged. They looked at each other for a few moments and at the exact same time, put their drinks down and ran upstairs like two naughty teenagers.
Brian's POV
So, this is it. For the third time, in the two years that I've known her, Mia and I are going to make love. I know, I know, I'm such a gentleman. Well, really it's because Mia really isn't the sex type. She can go for months and months without doing it. As a guy, it's hard on me…no pun intended but I can hold out for her.