A/N: Here's another installment. This is fun to write, because I don't have to follow any rules or story lines. Again, I'm not editing this so all mistakes are mine…Don't Judge…but please enjoy!


"Why do you think the piston fried?" Letty asked, her white wife beater stained with black oil and grime.

"Alex wasn't double clutching when he should have. Too hot and melted the metal." Dom summed, wiping his hands on a towel.

"You got dirty." He pointed. She bit her lip with a smirk.

"I'm a dirty girl."

"I wouldn't know anything about that." he shrugged teasing her.

They had been hanging for almost a week and he had to admit that he really liked her. She was so much like him and at the same time so different. He loved that she was a bonafied gear-head like him. When she came to the garage it wasn't to entice him or flirt, although there was some flirting. She was really into cars and if he wasn't there, she'd consult Leon or Vince.

"You want something to drink?" he asked, reaching back under the hood.

"No, I want something to eat. What's a girl have to do to get a meal around here?" she joked.

"Depends on what you want to eat." He responded, concentrating on something under the distributor cap.

"Anything that includes your company, Dom." she smiled, taking another approach.

"Okay, I'll go get my keys." He said turning to look at her. "Be right back"

"Hey do you have a clean beater back there I can borrow. I mean you did point out that I have stuff on my shirt." she asked, making a gesture to her chest.

"I happen to like my girls a little dirty. I'd rather you didn't change." He smiled, walking away.

They opted to stop by the store to see Mia and grab some lunch. Instead of sitting at the counter, Dom decided on his office behind the register.

After he made sure she was settled in her chair, he turned to her.

"So how's your grandmother?" he asked, taking a bite of the sandwich Mia had prepared.

"Not so good. My family is preparing for the Worst. My dad is probably going to fly out next weekend." she replied taking a sip of soda.

"Is there anything I can do?" He wondered, feeling awkward. This was a completely new arena for him. He had never asked a girl that. As a matter of fact, as much as he liked her physically, they had actually developed a quick friendship that had nothing to do with sex.

"No. But thank you for asking. It means a lot." She answered, chewing a fry.

"You want to hang tonight? I don't have a race."

"No. I'm going to go to the hospital with Alex and then I need to make arrangements for my dad. Tomorrow, ok?" He nodded, swallowing a gulp of soda.

After another half hour or small talk, they went back to the shop to conclude the work on Alex's car in time for Letty to pick him up from work that evening.

Later that night, Dom lay on his stomach, his face buried in his sheets and his bare back exposed to the cool California night air. He was half asleep as his bedroom door crept open. He raised his head; one eye closed and saw the door shut once again immediately.
"Mia?" he asked, his voice raspy as he realized it couldn't be his sister because his bed dipped, a womanly body burrowed into side.
" I'm sorry if I woke you, I didn't know where else to go." Letty sniffed and he could tell she was crying. He tried to sit up but she held him firm, not wanting to face him with a face full of tears. He took the hint and instead brought his other arm from underneath himself and wrapped her in them, bringing her against his chest.
She immediately buried her head into him, soft cries wracking her small frame.
"My grandmother died." She almost gasped, her lips against his skin. In any other situation, the feel would have been completely erotic, but here in these circumstances, it broke his heart.

It was definitely a fantasy to have her act so bold with him, to have her sneak into his room at night and seduce him, but this was anything but seduction.

"I'm sorry Letty. I truly am. You can stay here as long as you want."

"Can you just hold me, until I fall asleep?" She asked, trying to stop the tears from spilling.

"Of course, I'd love to do that." And with that he turned onto his back, keeping her held to his chest as he made himself comfortable. She immediately readjusted herself, burrowing her face into the crook of his neck and sighing at the smell.

"You smell good when you're not covered in grease." She teased through tears. He grumbled, low in his chest and it make her tummy flip flop.

"You smell good all the time." He answered, hands caressing her back to calm her. She placed an appreciative kiss in the space leading from his neck to his shoulder and it made Dom shiver.

Within minutes, she was out, having become so relaxed that her exhausted body couldn't take it anymore.

When the sun rose that morning, Letty woke first. She stared down at the wall of man that had taken such tender care of her the night before. She was smitten, completely and utterly, but she wouldn't tell him that until the time was right. She admired the fact that he was a provider. He ran two family businesses with Mia's help, and took care of everyone close to him, one way or another. He was strong and manly, and very respectable.

She took a few more minutes to look at him, before laying her head back on his chest and playing with his arm.

"Good morning." He drawled, his voice thicker and heavier with sleep.

"Hey." She responded softly, suddenly nervous.

"How did you sleep?" he asked, eyes still closed.

"Great, thank you Dom. I just got really overwhelmed last night." She explained, taking a new interest in a piece of lint of his sheet.

"Understandable. I'm glad you came to me. What do you have planned today?"

"Well, my dad is flying in this evening, and Alex's parents are going to start arrangements. I just don't know how to deal with my dad." She sighed.

"What do you mean?"

"He's devastated. He didn't get to see his mother before she passed. The first thing he said was that I'm the only thing he has left, the only girl that hasn't left him."

"Everything will be okay. You'll both lean on each other and the rest will work itself out." He advised.

"If you say so." She sighed, burrowing her head deeper into him. He brought his arms up around her again, and squeezed.

"I do say so. How'd you get in here last night?" He asked, suddenly, eyes opening pensively. Mia was over a friend's house and Vince was crashing at some chick's house. He was home alone.

She smirked then. "A girls got to have her secrets, Dominic." He sat up then, cradling her in his arms as he looked down at her.

"Dirty and resourceful. I think I'm in love." He smiled, looking down at her.

"When I see something I want," she trailed, rolling her eyes in dramatization, and he bent down to kiss her softly. It was intended as a quick peck, but she was having none of that. She snaked her hands to the back of his head, holding him to her as she ate away at his mouth. He wasn't one to not give as good as he got, so he attacked her mouth, biting her bottom lip teasingly. Before she knew it, she was underneath him in his bed and her hands above her head as he held them there.

"If we keep this up, you might get those keys in no time." He purred, pulling back from her.

"If I'd have known this was all it took, we could have done this a long time ago."

"Naw, you'll have to take more than this to get those keys." He accented with a gentle nudge of his hips so she could feel his girth on her center. "But this is a damn good start. Get up so I can take you to breakfast."

"And what if I want my breakfast right here?" she asked coyly. He looked at her then, taking time to notice the little shorts, and the tank top covering her sports bra. He toyed with an idea in his head before he decided on his next move. Leaning back down to her, he nuzzled her ear before saying,

"Good things come to those who wait." Which made her laugh as she wrapped her arms around his neck, allowing him to pull her up and off the bed with him.

Fin