A bit nervous about this chapter because I know that there are a lot of people who have been waiting for it. Just to make you all happy and give you a little taste :) I hope it lives up to the expectations. Also, there is definitely a bit of, uh, mature language in this chapter. Just because when I get mad, words definitely go out the window, and those are the ones coming out.

Friday night.

Races.

Well, races and alcohol.

Brian appeared at the house an hour before they left. Mia was still upstairs when his car pulled up, sitting in Letty's room.

"You gonna go save him, or leave him to your brother?" Letty asked, pulling on a pair of vans. Mia shrugged.

"Him and Dom are gonna have to get used to each other at some point," Mia replied, playing with Letty's pillow. Letty fiddled with her hair, clipping it away from her face. "You racing tonight?" Letty leaned against her dresser and faced her friend.

"Uh yeah, I got cash out earlier. I'll see who's racing," Letty replied. Mia nodded, although didn't look particularly interested. Letty raised her eyebrows at the brunette who was looking around the room, chewing on her lower lip. "What, Mia?" Mia sighed.

"You gonna talk to Dom, Letty?" She finally asked.

"I do talk to Dom," Letty replied.

"That's not what I mean, and you know it," Mia snapped. Letty raised her eyebrows at Mia before turning back to the mirror. "Letty-"

"Mia!" Letty's voice was sharp. She turned around and Mia saw that stubborn expression that only Letty and Dom ever wore. Mia let out a frustrated noise and stood up. "Mia, I just can't, okay?" She let out a heavy breath. "Me and Dom were never an item-"

"You might as well have been," Mia interrupted.

"Two years ago. Two years is a long time," Letty grabbed a cropped leather jacket from off the back of a chair and pulled it on. "You should go rescue your boyfriend," she muttered as she left the room. Mia rolled her eyes and followed her downstairs.

"Yo! Letty!" Vince shouted after her as she took off outside. The boys looked up at Mia, who just shook her head. Leon stood up, but before he could go outside they heard her car start and take off down the street. "Aight," Vince shrugged. Dom frowned at Mia, who wouldn't meet his eyes. Brian put an arm around her shoulders.

"You good, babe?" He murmured against her hair. Mia gave a short nod and put an arm around her waist. Brian looked up at the rest of the boys.

"Guess we're going?" Dom suggested.

Letty felt the adrenaline pumping through her veins as the needle on her speedometer pushed on 160ks. Nothing else mattered when she was going this fast, when a single distraction could send her spiralling into a wall. Her life was on the line, and ten grand was the prize for coming first. When she was driving, all the bullshit faded away, and all she had to concentrate on was the thudding of the bass around her body and the vibrations of the car under her hands. Her car crossed over the finish line first, the car coming in second was a full car length behind her as she pressed down hard on the brake, jerking her car hard around in a right circle.

Letty could hear someone shouting her name outside, and a couple people cheering for her. But she took her time getting out of the car. The minute she stepped out of the car reality was going to rush back in. Everything that she had been carefully bottling up over the past two years was going to be in her face the second she got out.

And it was.

Dominic and the crew must have arrived just before her race, because they were all grinning over at her. Mia gave her a small, apologetic smile and Letty nodded at her, letting her know they were fine. Just seeing Dom gave her a tsunami of emotions that she really didn't want to face right now.

Anger. Lust. Confusion. Love.

"Letty, my girl," Hector ElSalvador called, coming over to her. It was definitely a fat wad of cash that he pushed into her hand-five drivers at two grand each for entry. Wasn't a bad win. "You gonna be able to fit that in there?" He glanced down at her skin tight pants, cropped leather jacket and barely there cropped shirt. Letty rolled her eyes at him, heading back to her car.

"Still leaving everyone in your dust," came a gravelly voice from behind her as she opened her door. Letty hesitated, but still opened the door, sitting down and looking up at him. "Nice win."

"Thanks," she muttered. Confusion flicked across his face.

"You racing again?" He asked. Letty gave a short nod. A racer chaser decided to make an appearance, rubbing her barely covered chest against Dom's muscular arm. Letty rolled her eyes, slamming her door shut and revving her engine, obviously Dom's cue to move away from her car. When he did, the smell of burnt rubber was the only indication that she had been there.

Dom had watched Letty race, her car carving up against the four other racers. He had grinned and made his way over to her when she collected her winnings, only with thoughts of congratulating her. But she had been cold, she didn't seem like she was interested at all in him.

"What's this ones name?" Vince murmured in Dom's ear when he made his way back to the rest of the team, the busty blonde trailing after him. Dom shrugged and Vince laughed. Usually Mia ignored the boys and their conquests, but her expression was disapproving.

"You okay?" Brian whispered against her hair. Before she could reply, Dom raised his eyebrows at his sisters boyfriend.

"You gonna show us what you can do?" His voice was challenging. Mia rolled her eyes when Brian squeezed her arm and pulled away from her and slapping Dom on his shoulder.

"Aight, man," he replied. Dom and the half naked blonde made their way over to the Supra that was a few steps away from the group. Mia watched them from a distance, not particularly interested in the racing scene. When she was sixteen, she came because it was new and different, and exciting. But the excitement faded and she only started going to support her brother and the rest of the team. It wasn't that she wasn't into cars, she loved driving the 1994 Acura Integra that her father and Dom had given her for her sixteenth birthday. It's just that it wasn't her entire life, like it was those of the people that she loved.

"Hey, Mia," Leon shuffled against the car they were leaning against, closing the gap between them. "What's up with our girl?" Mia shrugged.

"I asked her if she was gonna talk to Dom," she mutters, shoving her hands into the pockets of her skinny jeans. Leon nodded. "I still don't know what goes on in her head."

"You and the rest of us," Leon replied. "It'll just take time. They'll go back to being Dom and Letty. Maybe this time they'll actually get their asses into gear and get together." Mia raised her eyebrows. Leon talked the big talk, but Mia had seen the way he had looked at Letty. She nudged him with her elbow.

"Will you be okay with that?" She asked, her voice low as Dom and his skank began walking back over to them. Leon grinned at her, but she saw it didn't reach his eyes.

"It's gonna happen, whether I'm okay with it or not. It's always been Dom and Letty."

As per usual, the drinking commenced as soon as they got back from their races. The normalcy of it made Dom feel like he'd never been gone-it was just like when he was twenty.

Vince and Jesse were 'entertaining' a few guests in the kitchen, one on the kitchen table and Jesse and his girl leaning against the back door, leading out to the back yard. Jesse and the girl where sharing a cigarette when Letty came in, stumbling slightly.

"Jesse," she grinned and leaned against him. Jesse laughed and put his arm around the twenty year old.

"You good?" He asked, as she took the cigarette from his hands and took a long drag. Dom came into the kitchen as she let out a long stream of smoke. He frowned as she handed the cigarette back to Jesse and made for the fridge.

"She smoke?" He mouthed at Jesse.

"Only when she's drinking," Jesse replied before going back to the dark haired girl in front of him. Dom laughed as the girl grasped Jesse's hand and pulled him outside. The nineteen year old had gotten some game. Dom stumbled backwards as Letty bumped into him.

"Sorry," she muttered, pushing past him and heading toward the lounge. Dom grabbed her elbow and spun her around to face him. She fell off balance and came up flush against his chest. Dom held her tightly while she steadied herself and Letty tried to pull away, blinking up at him.

"What the hell?" She snapped. She was drunk, he could see that. But he couldn't pay much attention, his eyes kept drifting down to her bare stomach. "Oh stop it," Letty sneered at him.

"Stop what?" Dom asked, feigning innocence. Letty sucked in her lower lip and tugged her wrist again, this time pulling away from him. As much as she hated it, she lost all train of thought when he was this close to her.

"Stop looking at me like that," she hissed. Dom shrugged. Letty took a step back and he let her. She spun around and disappeared in the crowd of people. He wasn't sure what was going on with her tonight. She was acting all weird and hormonal, and that worried him, coz even though it was feminine, it wasn't Letty.

"Hey," came a soft voice from behind him. Josephine Kennedy smiled up at him, fluttering her eyelashes. Dom tried to forget about Letty and whatever the hell her issue was as Josie began rubbing herself against him.

Letty was drunker than she usually got. Normally she tried to limit herself, but tonight it all went out the window. A few guys tried to dance with her but she just wasn't interested. Mia and Leon tried talking to her, but she brushed them off. She was angry, she was pissed off and she didn't want to think about why. She hated the reason why, and she hated herself for being so weak, and petty. The only way to dull that feeling at the moment was alcohol. Around two in the morning, as everyone stared pairing up, she stumbled upstairs, almost falling backwards more than once. Letty groaned as she felt her stomach lurch. She stumbled to the bathroom and leaned against the sink. She lifted her eyes to her reflection in the mirror.

"Fuck," Letty growled. She looked like shit and she felt like shit. Her hair was a complete mess and the straps from her bra had fallen down her arms. She sighed, turning on the tap and letting the water run over her hands.

Dom was the only one that ever made her feel like this, made her emotions run completely crazy.

She hated him for making her loose control.

"Fuck, fuck," her voice rose and she clenched her hand into a fist, bringing it down on the vanity.

"Hey, hey!" Dom appeared behind her and grasped her fist.

"Let go!" Letty snapped and pulled her hand away from him.

"What the fucks going on?" Dom shouted at her as she backed away from him, cornered in the tiny room. "Seriously, you've been acting pissed off all night and not talking to me. To be honest-you've barely looked at me since I've gotten back!"

"Gave you a car, didn't I?" She muttered, slightly intimidated by his voice, and his stance. Even in her drunk state she wasn't immune to the feelings she got when he was this close. He was angry, frustrated; his chest heaving as he closed the distance between them. His muscled chest was rising and falling, her eyes flickering over it, then his arms, then back to his face.

"The car was amazing. But I'd trade it for my best friend back in a heartbeat," Dom murmured. Letty crossed her arms across her chest.

"We weren't best friends when you went away two years ago, Dom," Letty replied, her voice dropping lower to match his. Dom bit down on his lip, lifting a hand and running it up her arm. The contact made Letty suck in a sharp breath, the liquor combined with the intoxication of Dom's presence making her feel light headed.

"I wanted to be more than friends, Letty," his voice rumbled across her skin and she shivered. She could feel herself heating up as he came closer to her, the distance between them closed. "I still do-I just don't know what's going on with you!" Letty looked directly at him for the first time and he frowned deeper when he saw the hurt in her eyes. "Letty, talk to me-"

"I can't talk to you! I haven't been able to talk to you for two years!" Dom winced at her tone. "You...You left us...You left us alone, Dom. You left me alone..." Her voice cracked and the vulnerability in her eyes made Dom's heart break. His lips crushed down on hers. Letty's eyes flew open in surprise but she quickly returned the pressure. His hands found her hips, then her ass. Letty moaned against his mouth as his hands roughly massaged her cheeks, before lifting her up and putting her on the bathroom vanity, gripping her thighs tightly and pulling her against his hardening sex.

"God, Letty," Dom muttered as her hands slid over the front of his jeans, firmly rubbing his hardness. He sucked in a hard breath, and Letty bit down on his lower lip. His tongue battled against hers, the feelings he was causing in her mouth sending tingles right to the end of her toes. His hands pushed her thighs further apart, forcing her centre harder against his, grinding against her. Wherever his fingers touched, it felt like they burnt through her jeans. Letty let out another moan as he pushed himself harder against her, the friction against her core making her feel like her centre was on fire. Her body craved his touch as his calloused hands skimmed over her thighs, up her arms, around to her back and resting against her bare skin, and her fingers dug into the skin of his waist.

"Dom? Dom?" Josie's voice filtered into the room. Dom and Letty sprung apart and Josie appeared at the doorway, only wearing her bra and underwear. The underwear were pretty much non existent, only sheer material. Letty's eyes flew open and snapped over to Dom.

"Letty-" Her fiery gaze silenced him, although it her pained expression that made his throat close up. She ran from the bathroom.

Ooooh scandal. I hope that gives everyone a bit of what they wanted!