Hey, my beautiful people! Big thank you to your reviews for the last chapter. Lots of conflicted views over the upcoming date with Owen. Don't worry, ya'll already know that the end game is Dotty. Any mistakes are my own, and I apologize.

Gisele had been right.

Who was she kidding, Gisele was always right.

Fuck, she hated this.

Gisele had said that Owen had liked her. Letty had always known that that there was a little bit of truth to that, and she had at least felt an attraction toward him, but she didn't want to encourage her friends teasing, so she had just denied everything.

Gisele had said that Letty wouldn't enjoy going out with Owen. Right now, sitting opposite him in the restaurant, she could tell that she was right. She was dressed in a tight red dress that made her feel uncomfortable and also limited how much she could eat, which was never a plus with her.

Gisele had said that she wasn't okay with this because of Dom.

She was right about that as well, no matter what Letty told herself.

"Letty?" Owen was looking at her across the table. She cleared her throat and forced a smile.

"Yeah, sorry," she apologized.

"Is everything okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, yeah," Letty answered. "I'm fine. Sorry, it's just been a long couple of weeks. I met up with some friends last weekend who are like family to me...And I hadn't seen them in such a long time. It was really good." Owen was nodding, although he was looking down at his plate and cutting up his steak as he did so. This was not something that you talked about when out on a date with your boss.

But then she wasn't sure if there was actually some sort of guideline for doing that.

Every scenario that she thought up about dating the boss, ended in a really bad porno where the secretary was spread eagle on a desk.

Conversation shifted to something a little more neutral, Owen's brother, Deckard Shaw. Letty had seen him around the lawn firm but she had had little interaction with him. Apparently the brothers were pretty competitive and there had been quite some tension over who was getting the place as CEO of the Los Angeles branch. Owen had got the role, which Deckard wasn't too happy about, given he was the older brother, and he was now flitting around the new building and throwing out snarky vibes.

Kind of like a twelve year old girl, which was extremely unattractive.

Although the way that Owen appeared to be gloating about it now was also pretty unattractive.

After they finished eating, and had a drink, they headed down the road. Los Angeles was always buzzing with energy at this time on a Saturday night. Music was playing through the speakers in the roofing, and then there was different songs and tempos coming from the different clubs and restaurants along the street. There was laughing and talking, and people looked happy and verging on drunk. Letty remembered when she was in high school and she would want to be a part of this life, looking up to it as a sixteen year old girl.

The first taste she ever got of it was at the races. The fast cars, the scantily clad girls, the adrenaline rush. That first race she went to, Dom hiding her and Mia in the back of his car, had been when she felt like she was living for the first time. She had always known that gasoline was running through her blood, but that night, the high she had gotten, was something she knew she would never forget. That was the first time that she had kissed Dom. He had raced with her in the car, winning the race by a good few inches, but then he hadn't stopped to collect his money prize. He kept going until they were buried deep in the city, in a parking building that housed vehicles long term. He had pulled her over the centre console of the car, she had let her legs fall on either side of him and then had bruised his lips with her own.

"Letty?" Her arm was linked through Owen's, and he gave it a squeeze to get her attention.

"Hey, uh, yeah?" She blinked up at him.

"Are you okay?" He frowned at her. "You seem really distracted."

"Yeah, no, I'm sorry," Letty attempted a reassuring smile. "It's just...Being back in the city. Brings back a lot of memories. And I haven't really gone out and done anything, so things just come back slowly. I remember things that aren't really important," she shrugged. Owen stopped and she looked up at him, wondering if he had something to say, but then he nodded to their left and she realized that they were outside a small red building, an old jazz bar that her mother used to bring her to when she was younger.

For the first time on her date with Owen she actually felt excited.

"Ohmygod, are you serious?" She gripped his arm. He grinned at her as he saw the look on her face.

"Yeah, I remember a few months ago, you and Gisele were talking in the office about this place that you went dancing when you were little," Owen said. "When I found out that the company was moving here and you were coming with me, I looked it up online and found it here. Wasn't sure if I was actually going to be able to convince you to go out on a date with me or not, but I figured I might as well have it in my back pocket." Letty looked up at him, the grin on his face, the earnestness in his eyes, and she had to force herself to keep the smile on her face.

He had put a lot of thought into this, and she was just using him as a way to forget what her problems were.

"This is amazing, Owen," Letty murmured, feeling a little guilty. "Honestly, I had no idea that this was where we were going."

"Great," Owen nodded. "Let's go."

"I think it might be about time to go out and get some beers," Vince announced. Dom looked up from where he was sitting on the couch, the play station controller in his hand and mouth open.

"That's bullshit, man!" He yelled out. "You're only saying that because I'm kicking your ass!"

"Now you know I always come back in the last ten seconds," Vince snapped at him.

"Ten seconds is all I need to make you my bitch," Dom smirked.

"Ooh," Jesse cringed. "He's got a point, man. You're fucking dying out there."

"You're so lucky that Mia's not here," Brian piped up from where he was in an arm chair, legs hooked over the arm rest, and shovelling chips into his mouth. "She would have all of you paying the swear jar with your language." Leon turned to the blonde with an arched eyebrow.

"She would have you cleaning the house with a toothbrush if she saw what a mess you were making without a second thought," he stated.

"But she's not here," Brian said through a mouthful of chips. "So it doesn't count."

"I have to get all of this swearing out of me," Dom said. "It's pretty hard to go from talking like a drunken sailor to reading Goodnight Moon."

"I think you're managing just fine, bro," Jesse assured him. "Hadley's a happy kid. She's fucking adorable. You're the best dad out there."

"Are we honestly turning this guys night into a mushy love fest?" Vince looked disgusted, and Dom just laughed. Leon, Jesse and Brian all looked over at the man in the doorway of the room with pointed looks and Vince sighed through his nose, making a face. "Yeah, well, okay, did you guys see this?" He pulled his phone out of his pocket and walked over to where the boys were all still sitting. "Doesn't she look cute?" He turned his phone around so that his friends could see the photo he had taken. Hadley was laying on her back, her feet in the air and holding onto her toes with her tiny little hands and a big smile on her face.

"See?" Leon smirked. "He's just as sappy as the rest of us."

"Yeah, yeah," Vince rolled his eyes. "Let's go get some beer."

"I'm down for that," Jesse agreed.

"But we're going to have a re-match when we're back," Dom said, getting up from the couch and throwing down his controller.

"Yeah, whatever," he mumbled under his breath. The five headed outside, naturally all heading toward Dom's car, because they all knew that the Toretto refused to let someone sit in the drivers seat, so as long as he was sober, it was him behind the wheel. They headed into town, slowing down as they turned down a busy street.

"What time is it? Town is busy as shit tonight," Jesse commented as he looked out the window to where there were a couple of girls standing on the pedestrian with flirtatious smiles on their faces as the boys slowed down to let them go across.

"It's just past eleven," Leon said after checking his phone. "And dude, where are your hands?"

"What are you on about, you weirdo?" Jesse held both of his hands up.

"Then it's you?" Leon turned to Brian, who frowned and held up both of his hands. "Okay, guys. There is something up my ass right now." Jesse snickered and rolled his eyes, looking back out the window at the girls who were now stumbling across the road. "No, guys, seriously."

"Can someone stop his whining?" Vince grunted from the passenger seat up front.

"Easy for you to say, you're not squished into the back seat of this car," Leon grumbled, trying to elbow his way to more room.

"Okay, lean forward," Brian said. Leon leaned forward as much as he could and Brian let out a triumphant noise. "Here we go." It was one of Hadley's bottles, and the blonde made a face as he waved it in front of Dom's face. "You might want to give this one a good wash."

"You'd be better off burning it," Jesse snorted unhelpfully.

"Hey, isn't that Letty?" Vince asked from the front seat. The boys all looked out the side of the car, sorting their way through the throngs of people on the street before Vince continued, "The one in the red."

"Shit, she looks good!"

"Look at those legs!"

"Who's the twot she's with?"

"He looks all uppity—look at those shoes!"

"Wind down the window," Leon nudged Jesse in the side. He did as asked, and let out a loud wolf whistle. A couple of the girls closer to them sent smiles their way.

"Not you," Jesse muttered. "Although possibly the one in the purple..."

"Amateur," Leon muttered as he cupped his mouth to project his voice. "Leticia Ortiz!" He shouted and that got her attention, as well as the attention from about ten other people around them. She looked confused for a moment before her eyes found them and she smiled wide. "Looking hot, Ortiz!" She was close enough for them to see her roll her eyes.

"Why don't you give us a twirl in that pretty dress?!" Vince shouted, joining in with the taunting. The man next to her looked confused, looking between her and the car filled with men. "Come on, Letty! Give us a spin!" Letty gave them a look and the lifted her hand, pulling the finger at them, to the surprise of her date.

The car erupted into laughter at her response.

The only person not laughing was Dom, who was just staring at her, and only Brian heard because he was sitting directly behind the drivers seat.

"Still fucking beautiful."

So this is my last update for the year. I'm taking some time from now until after New Years because I've got five weeks of training at work, plus two 21st's, plus a concert, plus Christmas and New Years—just insanely busy in general! But I love you all so much, and pretty please leave a review, as an early Christmas present to me, and I'll send you a preview, along with lots of my love.

I just wanted to say a huge thank you to you guys for making my year great, and I hope that my stories have helped you all to escape reality for just a few minutes xxxx