Title: Fork in the Road - Part 9
Author: hellbells101
Fandom: 2f2f au
Rating: Fr-15
Summary:So Dom and Rome are sitting down for breakfast with Verone and Brian. Can Dom keep his cool with Verone pawing over Brian?
Carter had enjoyed watching the little action movie that had progressed. Normally, he'd have Monica check them out, but this time he wanted Brian to tell him. It was time to start showing him how his life had changed. He wasn't Rome's friend; or Dom's buster - He was Carter Verone's lover and he wasn't going to accept anything less.
"What's Rome's story?" Carter asked him staring intently – it was best to learn everything about an enemy.
Brian pointed to the screen, "We did time in Juvie - that's how I know him. He did a stretch for stolen goods - two years."
He gave Carter a wry grin. "He's clean ... dirty, but clean."
Carter didn't make a joke about how the dirty cop saying that was ironic, which for him, showed restraint. Brian was impressed, but was smart enough not to say a word.
The trio heard the engines of the victors returning to the fort. Carter smirked at Brian, "Monica set things up for tonight. Chulo we have guests to greet."
Brian walked out the patio door, and Carter smacked his ass on the way out. Instead of getting angry, which would amuse Carter, he smirked, and with a sexy grin, added, "I'm not that way inclined." The dirty grin, which accompanied that statement made Verone's mind wander to very dirty places. He'd never said he was a good man and the idea of spanking that ass? Well, he'd never been one to deny himself any pleasure.
Brian just knew that Carter was thinking of how to make his fantasy a reality. Carter's grin said he was considering it a challenge. Brian stood back, in the shade of the trees, after all at the moment he was only wearing shorts. Dom pulled the Evo to a restrained stop and strolled over to hand Carter his package. There was a small stare off, and really you couldn't expect anything less of two Alpha males. Dom wilfully resisted staring at Brian, who was standing back, but only in shorts showing his sleek body off. Dom would love to know how he managed to seem so cool, even in such hot temperatures.
The stare off was broken by Rome, "Hey man, have you got something to eat up in there - we're hungry."
Brian almost winced, he'd hoped Rome had learnt when to shut his mouth but alas, that was not the case. He stepped forward, hoping to distract Carter. Surprisingly, Carter leant into his space, and enjoyed pressing against his flesh, but he didn't react to Rome.
In truth, Carter didn't because he was enjoying how Toretto stiffened when he pressed against his Chulo's flesh. Always happy to pour fuel on the fire, he whispered in Brian's ear, "Put them by the pool." Having given the order, he strolled back into the mansion. but he ordered his guards to stay close to Brian in Spanish..
Brian was frustrated by Carters insistence on the guards. He didn't have enough space or freedom to talk to the guys as he wanted to. He had to stay in role, the Ice Prince - The ex-cop, who'd fell in with Carter Verone.
Brian settled for a sarcastic, "Nice. Come on." He turned his back and led them towards the pool with his 'shadows' following them.
Dom found himself staring at Brian. The shorts were defining and left a lot on view, and yet Brian looked every inch the ice prince. More importantly, what worried him was that Brian looked like he belonged, which wasn't right. It didn't help that he couldn't get his sisters words of warning out of his head. He wouldn't push Brian away and he sure as hell would fight for Brian. His eyes strayed to Brian's ass. It was his second best feature behind his eyes in Dom's opinion.
So of course, he of the little tact was demanding to know, "Why are you checking him out?"
Dom denied it. "I wasn't checking him out."
Brian pretended to play deaf, and if swayed his hips a little more – no one said a thing. He indicated to the table set up by the pool. "I'll be five, I'm gonna grab a shirt."
They moved off to the chairs but stayed standing. Rome still wouldn't let the issue drop, "You were checking him out."
"I'm not."
Rome did not look impressed, "Yes you were."
"Okay I was now shut up." Dom missed the days where an order like that was followed.
The little tête-à-tête was broken by the man in question, "You finished girls?"
Brian came sauntering up to them, all brash cocky arrogance. Dom had to blink, if the hair had been a little longer he would have thought they were back in LA. They sure were simpler times. He watched Brian eat a piece of fruit, as he glanced back to the mansion – Brian was tracking Verone moving towards them.
Rome had to needle Brian though, which pissed Dom off. "You sure are cosy in this big ole mansion ... sleeping with the enemy."
Brian said nothing as Carter came up to the table – just ate a fruit, in such a way that most men would have adjusted their shorts. Brian stood up playing innocent, but Carter's smirk showed that he'd caught the teasing. Brian stood and accepted a chaste kiss - it surprised him - Carter wasn't the type not to gloat. He didn't realise that Dom having to watch Brian accept a kiss off anyone else was enough.
Dom was smart, and just ground his teeth. To keep his cool, he started to imagine all the creative ways he could kill Verone. Still, they were all seated, Verone ripped open the package. Dom and Rome stared at each other in disbelief - they had gone through all that for a damn cigar.
Verone handed over the package, "Chulo will you hold that."
Dom wanted to smack him for the endearment but that wasn't the job.
Rome had had it, "We did all that for a damn - cigar."
Verone smirked, wide around his cigar, "No you did that for a job ... I don't let anyone impound my cars."
Dom realised the type of guy they were dealing with. And he didn't like it. He would have almost preferred to be dealing with Tran. Tran was a psycho, but he lived by rules. Verone would burn the rules - just to see what happened. And Brian had to sleep next to this guy - his brain wouldn't consider anything else. If he was Brian - he'd sleep with one eye open.
Dom asked hoping to derail, any further chance for Rome to talk, "What's this job?"
Carter stood, "Follow me."
Dom stood with Carter, Brian and Rome just behind. Carter wasn't apologetic as they passed the fountain he explained, "The house has ears."
Dom could respect that, "So what do you want us to do?"
Carter kept talking, "I need you to drive something from North Beach to the Keys. You don't need to know what it is. Drive it to me and I will personally hand you a 100 G's at the finish line."
Dom wasn't stupid, for that much money there was a catch, "You expecting cop trouble?"
Carter shook his head, "Nope I'm buying you a window. You make it to the finish line ... like I said your pockets will be a little deeper."
Brian wanted to smack Rome when he spoke up, but wouldn't risk it - even with Carter's back turned, "Make it 100 G each."
You had to give the guy credit - he didn't back down. Brian wasn't sure if it was brave, or stupid, but figured he wasn't really the person who could lecture him. Glass Houses and all that shit.
Verone smirked, he'd let them have the offer; after all, he intended to kill them. No one said though that he couldn't have fun. He intended to get Detective Whitfield to agree - by whatever means necessary if he had to. Well, if he had witnesses - all the better. It was best that these boys learnt not to screw with him. He already didn't like the way Toretto was looking at his Chulo. The only thing that stopped it getting violent was that Brian had his eyes on him, and not Toretto.
He turned back to the motely crew, "I know ... you should come to the club. I'll get to know you better."
Brian did not like this plan at all. Outwardly though, he looked pleased, "Pearl at midnight."
Toretto shrugged, "I like a good party."
Verone smiled, all teeth, no warmth, more shark-like, "We'll see you there."
He walked off and slipped his hand into Brian's back pocket, and whistled. Brian didn't say much, it was never good to challenge Carter, in front of witnesses – it would encourage an escalation. A hand on his ass was one thing – if he did more – then Dom would react. Sometimes, it wasn't the last word that gave you the victory, but rather the last action and Toretto got to watch him stroll off.
Dom had been pissed off by the meeting, and he was really wanting to get Verone. So when he stepped into the Safe-house to be greeted with a gun by Markham – Well his patience had reached his limit and he exploded.
To be continued
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Next up: Rome wonders just how native Brian is getting and it is not helped by what he witnesses Brian do at the nightclub. Things were dangerous and now they will be explosive!
