So there were a few questions about the time frame of the story, since Giselle is in it. It doesn't really follow any story line from the movie. There are lots of bits and pieces that I love from the movies and will use (just like in my other story) but they will be slightly altered to fit this. So, just go with it, and I'll try and explain as I go. If there's anything that is really bugging you that you don't get, review and ask or PM and I'll try answer :)
Dom sat in the corner of the bar until the early hours of the morning, nursing a tumbler of whiskey in his large hand. His eyes wandered around the room, going from the drunk audience, to the dancers on stage, but always ending back on Letty. She looked comfortable here, which was strange, because this sort of thing had never been her scene. He had seen her in short skirts and small tops before, but there was just something different about these ones. And she was wearing makeup. Her and another girl behind the bar actually giggled together when a guy propositioned the two of them. Dom was pretty sure that he had never heard Letty giggle before, it had always been a throaty laugh or a sarcastic snort. He felt sad, knowing that he had missed this transformation of the girl he had known almost his whole life. Around three, the bouncers started ushering people out the doors, and by half past, Letty and the two girls who were serving all grouped at the centre of the bar and shared out the tips. He knew the two other girls were looking at him questioningly, asking Letty about him. He wasn't sure what she was saying, but they both looked at him appreciatively after she made some comment. She finally came over to him, tying her hair up in a messy ponytail above her head.
"You ready to bounce?" She asked, stifling a yawn. He nodded, standing up as the girl Letty had been close to all night joined them, throwing a toned arm around Letty's shoulder.
"I hear you're joining us for a few days," she said, her voice accented heavily. "I'm Giselle," she held out a hand. Dom took it, shaking it firmly.
"I'm Dom."
"Oh, I know," she replied with a half smile. Dom raised his eyebrows at Letty as they both ducked under the counter to join him on the other side. Obviously Giselle was the roommate that she had been talking about.
"You got a car here?" Letty asked as they walked outside. The cold air was a nice change from the stuffiness from the club and Dom took a moment to breathe it in.
"Yeah, the one I picked up, parked around the corner," he replied. Letty nodded. They reached the car park and Dom couldn't help but grin when the two girls stopped by a grey matte finish Jensen Interceptor. "Ah, that's my girl," he laughed as he ran a hand over the bonnet. He missed the look that Giselle cheekily shot Letty, who rolled her eyes. "Aight, I'll follow you guys?" Letty nodded as she unlocked the door to her car and slipped in on the drivers side. Giselle pursed her lips as Dom walked away, her eyes sliding down to his ass that was clad in jeans which hung low on his hips. She grinned as she hopped in the car, looking over at her roommate.
"I must say," the Israeli began. "I'm game for a threesome if you are." Letty let out a shout of laughter as she turned over the engine to her car, and put it in reverse.
"Too much history," she replied as pulled out onto the street, easily shifting between gears as her foot pressed harder on the accelerator. Dom easily kept up, sliding between the early morning LA traffic as if he had been there his whole life. "Way too much history," she repeated, looking in her rear view mirror as she pulled into the car lot of a nice apartment building. She was already feeling nervous about the invitation she had issued to her old friend…If friend properly described their previous relationship. She parked up, Dom next to her. As he got out of the car with a bag in his hands, it all became very real. He was really there, standing in front of her, in the building of her apartment. She was glad that Giselle was there, the tall girl who could easily pass as a model was already making conversation with the hunky new comer. Letty didn't say anything, letting Giselle dictate the conversation. She could feel Dom's eyes on her as the entered the lobby and crossed to the elevator.
"Nice place," Dom whistled as he took in the glass and gold panelling, and the leafy plants in the corners. Letty gave him a quick smile as the elevator shot upward. Giselle raised her eyebrows. Since when was Letty quiet around her friends? They reached the fifth floor and stepped out. Dom had dropped his bag to the ground, he picked it up as they left the elevator, swinging it over his shoulder, his biceps flexing. Letty turned away so he didn't notice her eyes on them. She lead the way to room twenty-three, swiping her key card across the sensor. Giselle flicked on the lights as they entered the apartment and Dom let out another low whistle as he looked around their home. It wasn't flash, but it was elegant. A nice kitchen, with a marble island, barstools seated on one side. Their lounge suite was leather with black throws and white cushions. His eyebrows raised when he saw a purple, lacy bra slung over the back of the three seater. His eyes instantly went to Giselle but it was Letty that quickly picked it up.
"Do you want a shower or anything?" Letty asked, turning back to him, folding the bra over in her hands. Dom looked between her and Giselle, their faces were both tired and their shoulders slumped. They were both obviously worn out from their shift—it was four in the morning. He shook his head.
"I'll take one when I wake up, you guys go ahead," he reassured them. Letty nodded, walking down the short hallway, turning to the first door and disappearing. Giselle grinned over at him, her smile seductive. Dom could see why Letty was worried about him sleeping with her. She was gorgeous. She was wearing even less than Letty had been, the same sort of leather skirt, but only a flowery bustier, than showed her toned stomach and pressed up her breasts.
"You can always shower with me," she offered, although from the look in her eyes she knew he would decline the proposal. He laughed the offer off, dropping his bag on the floor next to the three seater. "Remotes are in the cabinet." Giselle nodded toward the entertainment cabinet that housed the seventy inch flat screen TV. "Hey, babe!" Giselle turned and began walking toward the bedroom Letty had disappeared into. Dom glanced down the hallway, and his eyes widened when he saw Letty meet her in the hallway, only wearing the leather skirt and a black bra. He couldn't hear what Giselle was saying but Letty rolled her eyes and snapped something back. She walked across the hallway and he heard a shower start, so the room was clearly the bathroom. Giselle went to last room, leaving the door open. She disappeared from view, although he saw her jacket and shirt fall to the floor. Dom grinned as he sat down on the couch, closing his eyes as he rested against a cushion.
Sharing an apartment with two gorgeous girls? Probably every guys fantasy.
It was pretty damn unfortunate that he was only attracted to one of them.
"Dom…Dom!" Letty's voice was sharp and he blinked up at her. He must've fallen asleep for several minutes because she was out of the shower, her hair damp around her bare shoulders. She was only wearing a towel, wrapped around her torso. As she bent over him, he got a good view of her cleavage and the towel hitched up her thighs. She raised her eyebrows at him, a smirk on her face. "Get those dirty thoughts out of your head, man. You looked at me like I was your sister a few years ago."
"More than a few years ago," Dom murmured. "I stopped looking at you like a sister that afternoon you came back from the beach in that purple and black bikini." Surprise shot across Letty's face and her eyes looked vulnerable for a moment; stunned at the fact that he remembered exactly what she had been wearing the day after her sixteenth birthday. Dom didn't add that he remembered everything—right down to the way she had her hair tied that day. The first time he had really realized that Leticia Ortiz was a girl was imprinted in his memory. She quickly composed herself, a cocky grin appearing on her face.
"Well, well," she said arrogantly. "Glad I made an impression." Dom pursed his lips together, knowing that now wasn't the time to be talking about this. "So, there are blankets in that cupboard," she nodded behind him. "And uh, we don't have anything on tomorrow. So don't wake us until after eleven." He shrugged as he stood up, making his way over to the cupboard she had said the blanket were in.
"As I remember, that was your usual wake up time anyway," Dom laughed as she turned around to leave, holding the towel tight to her naked body. "Except during the last month before you left," he added quietly. He saw her steps falter and for a moment he thought she was going to turn back. But then she quickly walked to her room, closing the door firmly behind her.
Dom blinked slowly, taking in a long breath before sitting up slowly. Sun was streaming through the window and he frowned as he looked around the room. As his eyes landed on the body next to him, they flew open in surprise. Last night was coming back to him slowly, the most vivid memories only happening several hours earlier. Blue lacy bra and underwear…Tequila shots...A very familiar yet surprising head bent between his thighs. The girl next to him rolled over and he nearly groaned as the blanket slipped over her, giving him an eyeful of her tanned breasts. His eyes travelled up to her face and he bit his lower lip hard. Letty was still asleep, her eyelashes kissing her cheeks as they fluttered slightly. Her hair was tossed across the pillow, an absolute sexy mess.
Dom and Letty had been dancing around each other for years, and he couldn't believe he had been stupid enough to finally make his move when they were so drunk that she probably didn't even remember what happened. He shifted slightly, swinging his legs over the side of the bed, trying not to wake her...And obviously not succeeding. Her eyes opened and she smirked up at him when he came into focus.
"Sure know how to make a girl feel special, tryna sneak off before she wakes up," her voice was husky, even sexier given her sleepy state. Dom winced slightly, and turned back to her. Trust Letty to make him feel like a guilty little boy even when they were both naked in bed next to each other.
"I wasn't entirely certain you wouldn't kick me out when you woke up," he murmured. He almost jumped as her hand touched his back, slowly rubbing circles at the base of his spine. He subconsciously licked his lips as swung his leg back onto the bed, facing her fully. Her eyes were already dark as she looked over his naked form, and he could already feel his body responding to hers. More thoughts of last night were coming back, and those lips were looking more and more irresistible with every passing second, remembering the things they had been doing to his body last night.
"I'll kick you out," she began as he laid down next to her, his arm sliding around her waist. "When I'm done with you." Dom laughed against her mouth as he kissed her.