Chapter 3 Phone Calls and Dust Covers
As everyone cleaned up and closed down the shop, Leon took Jenna into Dom's office and told her they had to call their mother. Leon had to get legal guardianship and getting Mom to sign the papers was the quickest easiest way.
Jenna sat on the couch next to Le as he made the call. She could only hear Le's side of the conversation.
"Hey mom, its Leon."
"Yeah, I am good. How are you?"
"Well that's why I called, Jenna is here with me. (Pause) She got to town this afternoon."
"What do you mean? (pause) No, mom. She is not with some guy. She is by herself and pretty upset."
"Well what exactly did John tell you?"
"Uh-huh."
"Well that is not what Jenna says happened. She said John surprised her getting out of the shower and attacked her. She said the bastard tried to rape her; she barely got away."
"Mom, how can you not believe her, especially if she came to you months ago with this?"
"OK Mom. Since you obviously don't trust her around John, Jenna is going to stay in California with me. I'll take care of her."
"Mom, stop, just stop. I know you depend on the money I send. I will still send you money every month, but since Jenna will be here with me, I will just cut the amount in half."
No, mom I think that is plenty fair. Half of that money was for Jenna, anyway. Even though I know she never actually saw any of it."
"Mom, I don't want to argue. Monday morning I will get in touch with a local lawyer. I will have guardianship papers drawn up. The lawyer will be in touch with you, all you will have to do is sign the papers and the lawyer and I will handle the rest."
"Oh, and Mom. Don't let John talk you into yanking me around about signing the papers or trying to get more money out of me. Jenna has marks and bruises the will prove John assaulted her. I will have him up on child abuse and molestation charges, along with attempted rape so fast his head will spin. Then I will cut off every last dime you get from me. And since Jenna told you what John was doing months ago, I bet you will get an accessory charge at the very least. With both you and John in jail; who do you think the court will name as temporary guardian? Her loving hard working older brother who has a stable home and has been supporting his sister and mother for the past 4 years, that's who. So seriously, Mother, don't screw with me."
Leon listened for a moment and then looked at the phone in his hand. He raised his eyes and looked at Jenna. "She hung up on me. Wonder if it was something I said." Leon grinned and Jenna returned it.
"Le you sounded so much like Dad. So calm and cool, nice and polite right up until you dropped the bomb on them. You even threaten like Dad. No way left for them to turn, except the way you want them to go." Jenna stopped talking and grinning, she looked down and asked quietly, "What did John tell her happened?"
"According to John, he came home early and caught you screwing some guy. He told mom he tried to kick the guy out of the house, but you got furious, kicked John in the nuts and grabbed all your stuff. John told Mom, you said you were going to Las Vegas to marry the guy."
Jenna sighed, "Let me guess, she believed him and figured me and my new loser husband showed up on your doorstep, looking for money."
Leon pulled Jenna into a hug, resting his chin on top of her head. "Don't worry about it, baby girl. Mom has changed a lot since Dad died. I might not have been there to see it but I'm not stupid. I'm just sorry it got this bad and you caught the brunt of it. I love you Jen."
"I love you too, Le." Jenna pulled back and smiled. "So I get to live with the team and go to races, huh? If I had known that I would have run away a long time ago."
"Yeah, sounds cool now. The reality is the house is never quiet. Wait until all you want to do is sleep, but the house has like 50 people in it determined to party all night. Or when Vince gets drunk and passes out in the bathtub of the only bathroom that is shared by 7 people. Oh and a hot shower? That is a thing of the past now kid. And privacy? Forget about it, everyone knows everyone else's business; whither we want to or not. Wait till Dom and Letty keep you up half the night yelling at each other about some race skank." Leon gave her this speech as he walked her out to her car, with his arm slung over her shoulders. He laughed and added, "And whatever you do don't be late to the table, it is like eating with a pack of wild dogs, or coyotes. There ain't nothing left for the slow or weak."
Jenna laughed as she got in her car and followed Leon to the Fort.
Leon helped her carry her bags into the house and took her upstairs, pointing out each team member's room as they went. They ran into Letty moving stuff into Dom's room.
Leon and Jenna just dumped the bags in her new bedroom and went back downstairs.
Jenna offered to help Mia with the side dishes, but Mia told her to go outside, relax and get to know the team. So Jenna wandered out back where the boys were.
Dom was manning the grill; Vince and Leon were lounging in lawn chairs, nursing Coronas. Jenna took a seat on the edge of the picnic table.
Vince got up and grabbed Jenna a soda from the cooler. He sat next to her on the picnic table, grinning. Jenna was immediately aware of the freshly showered scent surrounding Vince. His hair was messy and still damp, like he had scrubbed it a few times with a towel and went on about his business. He was so close she could feel the heat of his body, warming her skin. Jenna bit the inside of her lip, as the now familiar heat that Vince created uncurled in her belly again.
Vince leaned in close, speaking to her in a low growl "So looks like you a have had a rough couple of days, how you holding up?"
Jenna felt her eyes slip almost closed as his voice washed over her. With an effort she forced her eyes open and swallowed before she tried to reply. Even so her voice came out huskier than normal. "I'm doing okay, I guess. Still trying to get my barrens."
Vince nodded, "What do you normally do for fun, you know, to relax?"
"Ummm, well, back home I guess I would go to the dirt bike track. Nothing like a little mud and a lotta speed, to blow off steam." Jenna said without really thinking her answer through. She blushed as she realized that was not the most attractive answer a girl could give a really hot guy.
Vince laughed softly, cocked an eyebrow at her, and asked, "You ride dirt bikes?"
"Yeah, I don't have my own bike though. I have a friend who let's me use his bikes in exchange I keeping them running for him."
"I thought you only knew the basics about engines?"
"About cars, yeah. I haven't had mine that long and I was too young to do much before Dad died. Then Le and Jesse left and Mom sold the garage. But David and his dad have always been into cycles. They don't know shit about fixing them. David's uncle, Nick use to do most of their work. Eventually, he got tired of me hanging over his shoulder asking questions, so he decided to teach me."
"No shit" Vince looked impressed. They sat in companionable silence for a while, shoulder to shoulder on the picnic table. Dom and Jesse were talking about some car parts that were on order. Vince turned his head and just looked at Jenna for a minute, drinking in her simple beauty.
"You like street bikes too, or are you just into dirt bikes?"
"I like bikes period. Any kind, as long as it goes fast."
Vince grinned and stood. Jenna felt a pain of disappointment, until he turned and reached for her hand. "Come with me." Vince said with a nod of his head toward the garage at the back of the property.
Leon watched with a scowl as Jenna and Vince walked away holding hands. They stopped at the garage doors and Leon saw Vince drop Jenna's hand in order to open the double doors. 'As long as they stay in sight,' Leon thought.
Vince walked into the garage, moving off to the side pulling Jenna in behind him. Next to Dom's Charger sat a motorcycle covered completely with a gray dust cover.
Jenna stood next to Vince as he reached out and slowly pulled the cloth forward, uncovering the cycle from the back end first. Exposing the rear tire and seat, the gray cloth slithered away, coaxed gently by Vince's hands.
Jenna had a sudden flash of Vince slowly sliding jeans off her hips to reveal the smooth lines of her ass and hips. It just popped into her head and did crazy things to her body. She bit her lip and held her breath.
The tooled leather of the seat was now fully revealed. Next the shiny black gas tank, the silver chrome of the engine, and finally the smooth curve of the handlebars. Vince balled the cloth cover and tossed it into a dark corner.
Jenna fought to control her breathing; she was amazed at how sexy the removal of that boring old gray dust cover was when Vince did it. Her eyes followed Vince strong well-formed hands as he balled up the cover. Jenna almost gasp as Vince's strong arm snapped out to toss the cloth in a graceful arc. She was practically drooling, and there was a definite naughty tingle happening between her legs. She might be a virgin, but she had fooled around enough to know what the heat of lust and desire felt like.
Vince stepped beside her, his crotch pressed flush against her hip, his rough hands settled on the small of her back and the soft curve of her belly.
"Well, what do you think?" he whispered, his lips brushing the shell of her ear.
Jenna shuddered as her already hard nipples throbbed with the vibration of his husky voice. She sighed and spoke without thinking. "So Hot."
Vince chuckled and Jenna blushed furiously, realizing what she had just said. "Mmmm, yeah." Vince murmured as his hand slowly stroked the warm flesh of her belly, just above the button of her shorts, "But I meant the Ducati."
Jenna took a breath and decided to go bold, she turned her head to face Vince. This brought their lips very close, but he didn't pull back. Jenna's eyes were downcast, and he could see each lash defined against her skin. Brushing her lips against his, she murmured, "Me too."
Vince groaned and started to turn her around so he could kiss her fully, when he heard footsteps just outside the door. Releasing her and stepping back a bit he turned to see Leon enter the shade of the garage.
Leon stopped at the doorway and gave his eyes a minute to adjust to the dim interior. He saw Jenna and Vince standing in front of the motorcycle, there was about a foot of space between them.
Leon regarded the pair carefully, both seemed calm and he decided that the closeness he thought he saw from across the yard must have been a trick of the lighting. From his chair it had appeared that Vince had Jenna in his arms, but he could see there was about a foot of space between them as they stood in front of the bike.
"Chicken is about ready, Dom said we eat in 20." Leon said as an excuse for his appearance. Leon gave them the once over before he turned to walk back across the yard.
Vince looked at Jenna, a strange expression on his face "Does your brother know you ride?"
Jenna absently shook her head, still wondering what Leon had been doing. Suddenly Vince shoved a helmet into her hands. She looked down at it dumbly then back at him. Vince was pulling his own helmet over his head. He looked at her and grinned.
"Well you do want to ride my baby, before your brother gets a chance to forbid you to ever touch a cycle again, don't you?" Vince was grinning evilly.
Jenna cocked her head and said softly "Easier to ask for forgiveness then to ask for permission?" Then she matched his evil grin "You are the reason Le said me and my motto would fit right in around here, aren't you?"
"Hell, yeah! Now quick get that helmet on before he realizes what we are up to. He is watching us like a hawk, and dinner will be ready in 20 minutes. If we are late Dom will be pissed."