A/N* I am SUPER sorry it took so long to get this chapter out! It has been insane around here with Mama moving and me trying to get everything together to move. Trying to rehome 2 dogs and 3 cats sucks. (Anyone want a cat? No? How bout a dog?) Getting access to the net has turned out to be way harder than I thought. I got this chapter to my Beta and back through my work email. I apologize for not being able to write back to my wonderful reviewers and all the people who added Curve Balls or myself to your list! You guys are my heart! Many thanks to my Beta, A Cullen Wannabe for posting this for me and getting it back to me in record time! We should all bake her some cookies!

Chapter 21: The More the Merrier

Clara turned back to Dom. "Who is that?"

Dom shrugged. "Your guess is as good as mine. It doesn't sound like any of the crews' cars."

When a figure started walking through the house, Dom stood up and stood in front of Clara. Clara peeked around Dom, but the sun shining in the house blurred out most of the person's figure. It wasn't until the figure got close to the sliding doors that Dom realized who it was.

"It's just Troy," Dom said relaxing his stance and stepped back so he was besides Clara instead of in front of her.

Troy slid the doors back and stepped out on the small porch with Dom and Clara, letting Clara get her first look at him.

Troy stood at least three inches above Dom, making him tower over Clara's petite form. His hair was the closet to gold Clara had ever seen on a blonde. It was very thick and Troy let it grow past the collar of his shirt. His eyes lifted up at the corners giving the blue globes a cat eye effect. As like most Californians, Troy had a tan from being out in the sun so much. Muscles rippled closely under the tan skin. The overall effect had Clara thinking of a golden wild cat, one you didn't want to mess with.

Troy walked up to Dom and drew him into a one armed hug/slap thing that guys do.

"Hey brah, howzit going?" Troy as in the easy manner of most surfers.

"It's going good, bro. You got a real nice setup going on out here," Dom said sitting back down in the chair, pulling Clara into his lap.

Troy took the seat next to them and tipped it back. "The waves down here are awesome, way tighter than the crowded beaches back home."

Dom nodded in understanding. He didn't surf very often, but when he did, it was made difficult by the crowds back in the city. "Clara, this is Troy," Dom waved his hand towards Troy. "Troy, this is my girl, Clara."

Troy held out a hand towards Clara. "It's nice to finally put a face to the name."

Clara smiled and shook the offered hand. "Likewise."

"You come down here to surf?" Dom asked, trying to figure out why Troy showed up.

"Nah brah, I told ya you could have the house for the weekend and I meant it," Troy replied with ease.

Dom shook his head. "Not to be rude man, but why are you here then?"

Troy looked straight at Clara. "Does the name Coley mean anything to you?"

Clara's eyes widened and she leaned forward in Dom's lap. "How do you know her? Is she ok? Where is she?" Clara asked, concern ringing in her voice.

Troy sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "So she was telling the truth."

Clara all but shot up from Dom's lap. "What are you talking about? What was Coley telling the truth about? How do you know her?"

Dom started running his hands up and down Clara's arms. "Calm down, baby."

"Coley is at your house right now. She hurled in like a tsunami last night, almost breaking your front door down trying to get you to answer."

Clara leaned back against Dom like a balloon that had lost all of its air. "Coley is at my house?"

"Yay, about tore your house apart looking for you after she found the spare key."

The news left a bad taste in Clara's mouth. The behavior Troy was describing Coley with was far from the easy going girl Clara grew up with. For her to be acting like this, something had to be horribly wrong.

Troy went on when he saw Clara was waiting for him. "Vince called me last night about midnight to find out where the beach house was since you guys weren't answering your phones."

Clara looked down guiltily, she had forgotten her charger at home and her phone died shortly after they got to the house, and Dom had turned his off, citing that it was their weekend together and everything could wait till they got back home.

"Baby, there is no way of knowing something like this was going to happen, okay," Dom said softly into Clara's ear as he kissed her check.

"Did she say why she was there?" Clara asked.

Troy shook his head. "She won't talk about why she needs you, just that she needs you. It took Vince over an hour to calm her down long enough to get that much out of her. When he heard noises at your house and saw the lights flip on, he went over there to see what the hell was going on. I'm not sure who scared whom the most. Coley got him good when he tried to stop her from going downstairs."

Clara's mouth dropped open in amazement. In her entire life of knowing Coley, she had never seen the girl strike out at anyone. "She hit Vince?"

"More like scratched the crap out of his face, but yeah, I guess it's the same thing in the end. I'm not sure of all the particulars, just that Coley is at the house and needs to talk to you pronto."

Clara stood up. "I am going to go pack everything so we can leave."

Dom lifted up Clara's hand and placed a kiss in her palm. "Do you need any help, baby?"

Clara shook her head. "No, I can do it all. I won't be long." Clara let her short fast steps take her back into the small house.

Dominic turned his attention back to Troy. "Did you leave anything out that you didn't want Clara to hear?"

Troy shook his head no. "Vince wasn't very forthcoming with information brah, sorry."

Dom nodded, his family was a very tight lipped bunch for good reasons.

A couple minutes passed as Troy updated Dom on the races he had missed while they waited on Clara. Just as Troy was telling Dom who had won, Clara appeared in the doorway with her and Dom's bags in her hands and the food in the cooler at her feet.

Dom and Troy rose to their feet and went back inside the house to carry the small bags to the waiting car. Clara followed silently behind the two larger men, only the nervous rubbing of her hands together gave away what she was feeling inside.

Dom followed Troy's car out of the driveway and both cars ran wide open as they drove along the twisting roads. Dom glanced at Clara as often as he could to make sure she wasn't freaking even more over his driving.

On a good note, Dominic realized that he didn't have to worry about Clara freaking out over his driving, because she was too busy freaking over the Coley person.

Clara's mind was going a million miles a minute. Clara and Coley had grown up together. Their moms were best friends in high school and still were to this day. They were only six months apart and were closer than any blood sisters. Coley had always been the easier going one of the two. No, strike that, she was the world's most easy going person. Never raising her voice or getting into fights that Clara could never seem to stay out of. Even in the earlier years when her mom had less than a stellar relationship with booze, it was always Clara that took over and threw fits while Coley just sat back and drew into herself.

Clara had never known Coley to freak out over anything. Even when Dean had died and Clara had completely lost it, Coley was there the whole time, never breaking. When Clara's nightmares woke her screaming every time she closed her eyes, it was Coley that stayed up with her and rocked her back to sleep. There were days that neither girl got more than a handful of sleep and Coley still never broke. She just went through the days like she had gotten a full night's sleep instead of a broken up hour.

Coley nursed Clara back from the dead that Clara's depression sent her into, dropping out of college to come stay with Clara when Clara's mom had thrown up her hands after a couple of days of Clara just sitting on her bed staring at the wall. Coley had given up six months of her life to help Clara get hers back. And no matter what trouble Coley was in, Clara was going to help her. Even if that meant running to Mexico and leaving everything and everyone behind.

The trip that took a little over three hours going up, only took a little over an hour to get back from. Not that Clara noticed. For her, each minute seemed to drag on for hours. Troy had waved them off as Dom passed him to head their way home and Troy to go to his. Dom pulled into Clara's driveway on almost two wheels, screeching to a halt as Clara scrambled to get out. Dom threw his car into neutral, pulled the e-brake, and jumped out of the car after her. When he made it into the house, he found Clara on the floor in front the beat up couch that Dom had given her so they had something to sit on, holding a taller black haired woman in her arms while the woman cried. Dom spotted Vince standing next to the doorway to the kitchen and raised his eyebrows. Vince just shrugged, he had no idea what was going on either, other than the fact that his face hurt like hell where the woman had clawed him.

Clara ran ahead of Dom almost breaking her neck when she missed a step on the front porch and just barely caught the rail at the last second. She skidded to a halt when she saw Coley sitting on the old beat up couch Dom had given her till she bought her own, looking so lost and forlorn. Clara didn't remember moving her feet to go to Coley or having Coley throw herself into her arms vaulting them both onto the floor. She did remember the look on Coley's face when Coley saw her and the sound of the gut wrenching sobs that poured out of Coley as she lay folded and broken in Clara's arms.

Clara didn't know how long they stayed there on the floor, but she knew that at some point she had waved Dom and Vince on so she could be alone with Coley. Clara knew by the look on Dom's face that he didn't want to leave her alone, but he gave her a brief nod and sad smile, motioning with his hands for her to call him later. When Coley's sobs slowly turned into a trickle of tears and lots of sniffling, Clara pushed her just enough so she could see her now red and swollen face.

"Ok sweetie, now tell me what made you travel almost all the way across the country in hysterics." Clara ran her hand over Coley's short black hair and down to her shoulders.

Coley sniffed again and wiped her hands over her eyes to dry the left over tears that never seemed to stop. "Eric."

Clara paused for a moment as her brain tried to figure out what the hell that was supposed to mean. A second later, it clicked. Eric was the boy Coley had been going out with since like forever…and Clara did mean ever. They started dating in like 3rd grade or some craziness like that. They were perfectly suited for one another, or at least that's what Clara had thought. Now she wasn't so sure.

"What about Eric?" Clara asked cautiously.

"He decided that having one girlfriend wasn't enough."

And with that short, simple, heart wrenching statement, Clara's heart broke just as much as Coley's.

"Oh baby!" Clara cried out as she began rocking Coley again. "Do you want me to go beat him up for you?"

Coley let out a short laugh. The last time Clara had said that, a teenage boy had pushed a twelve year old Coley off her bike and broke her arm. True to Clara's word, she marched right over there and busted the teenager's floppy lips wide open.

Coley shook her head. "No. No I just want to go away. Far, far away."

"Well, baby, you are far, far away, and I want you to stay here in far, far away," Clara said sitting back on her heels.

Coley smiled and tucked her shoulder length hair behind her ears. "I was hoping you would say that."

Clara settled Coley down in the only bed available, the air mattress she had bought for when she and Dom stayed the random nights at her house. She sat back against the wall and watched Coley sleep for the first time in days.

"Oh, Coley. How in the world do I help you heal when I'm not even whole myself?" Clara whispered into the sun lit room.

When Clara was certain Coley was fast asleep and was going to stay that way, she went back downstairs and sprawled out on the couch to call Dom.

"Hello?" Letty's out of breath voice asked over the phone line.

"Hey Let, can you grab Dom for me?" Clara asked as she twirled her hair around her fingers.

"Yah, hold on, he is in the shed." Letty replied and Clara heard Letty walk outside and knock on the shed doors.

Clara knew that for Dom to be messing around in the shed that held his Dad's car, that he was upset or confused; given the circumstances probably both.

"Hey beautiful." Dom's husky voice filled Clara's ear.

Clara smiled. That's all it took. Just hearing his voice and Clara knew that she could get through what was going to be a very rocky road. "Hey, sexy."

"Everything okay over there?" Dom asked

"No, but it has calmed down at least," Clara answered truthfully.

Dom's heart jumped in his throat. "Is she in trouble?"

Clara shook her head then realized that Dom couldn't see her. "No, not like you are thinking. Just heartbroken. Very heartbroken."

Dom's heart went back down to his chest where it belonged. "Since we are back sooner than we thought, and it's Sunday, so you know what that means."

Clara laughed. "Family cookout. Not that every night isn't some kind of family dinner over there."

Dom smiled as he made his way back into the house to wash off the grease from changing the oil in the car that didn't need it. "Yeah, but Sundays are special. You guys up for it?"

Clara thought for a moment. She really wanted to go over there and spend time with everyone, but she highly doubted Coley was up for eating with a bunch of strangers. A bunch of strangers with very powerful personalities. "I think I am going to have to pass this time, Cowboy. I don't think Coley is up for that yet."

Dom knew that that was probably going to be Clara's answer, but he was still saddened by the fact that she wasn't coming. "I understand. You want me to bring you guys some plates of food over later?" Dom asked. He knew that there was no food of any kind in Clara's house since she was still bunking at Letty's.

"That would be awesome."

"Ok then, babe, I will see you later."

"Bye, baby." Clara hung up the phone and stretched out on the couch, raising her arms up towards the ceiling and pointing her toes towards the wall to try and get the kinks out of her muscles. When she went to curve her back to pop it, she fell face first on the hardwood floor.

"I so need to become less clumsy," Clara said into the floor. Clara didn't even try to get up; she just rolled over so that she was lying on her back instead of her stomach. When she heard a knock at her front door, she just yelled at whoever it was to come in.

Clara watched an upside down Letty walk through her front door with something small and furry in her arms.

Letty came to stand over Clara. "Do I even wanna know what kinky thing has you lying on the floor?" Letty asked amused.

Clara stuck her tongue out. "Bite me. Don't you have enough animals at home to take care of, mainly Vince, without bringing one home?"

Letty lifted what Clara now saw was a little kitten to her face so she could rub noses with it. "Oh, this? This isn't mine."

Clara rolled her eyes. "Then who does it belong to, and why do you have it?"

Letty smirked and dropped the kitten onto Clara's flat stomach. "It's yours."

Clara eyed the small kitten as it padded up to her face. The kitten was a gray blue color with dark charcoal markings all over it. It had the steel blue eyes of a baby and the telltale signs that it was going to be a big cat. Clara sat up and held the kitten up in her arms. "Why is it mine?"

"Cause it was on your porch crying, not mine. Therefore it is yours, " Letty said smiling as she sat down on the lumpy couch. "So what is it?"

"It's a cat, Let. How hard did you hit your head the other day?" Clara asked being a smartass.

Letty leaned over and flicked Clara in the arm. "Ok Miss Ass, I meant is it a boy or girl?"

Clara rubbed the red spot on her arm as she glared at Letty. Clara grabbed the kitten that was sitting very politely in her lap and turned it around, lifting up its tail so she could look.

"I think that is an invasion of privacy, Clar," Letty said, making a face. "I am pretty sure you just violated the cat."

Clara rolled her eyes again. "How else am I supposed to find out? Ask it? And by the way, it's a boy."

Letty began to bounce on the couch. "Oh! Oh! Name it Paco!"

Clara got up off the floor and sat next to Letty on the couch. "Why on Earth do you want me to name him Paco?"

"Cause it's cute, duh!"

Clara laughed. "Fine, its name is Paco, for the lack of a better alternative since my brain is fried."

Letty settled into the couch. "So, I hear you have company."

Clara nuzzled Paco. "Yeah, my sister Coley."

Letty nodded. "I heard she got Vince good. Is there a reason why she went apeshit?"

Clara let out a long sigh and let Paco down to play on the floor. "Her fiancé decided he wanted a lil somethin something on the side."

Letty whistled low through her teeth. "Damn. Should we go kick his ass?"

"I already offered. She just wants to be away and move on."

A creak at the top of the stairs had both girls' heads swinging up to see what it was.

Coley stood still for a moment and then slowly made her way downstairs.

Letty stared at the girl that gave Vince his lovely claw marks. Coley stood about 5'5" and had shoulder length black hair that flipped out. Eyes as green as a cat's stared out from a pale face. Coley was very lean, almost willowy.

Coley walked gracefully over to the girls and sat on Clara's lap since there wasn't any room to sit on the couch. Clara wrapped her arms around Coley's waist and laid her head on Coley's shoulder so she could still see Letty.

Coley stared at Letty for a moment before reaching her hand out. "I'm Coley."

Letty shook the offered hand. "Letty."

Coley felt something bat at her foot and looked down. "Ohhhhhh! How cute!" Coley picked up Paco and sat him on her lap. "Clara, I didn't know you had a cat!"

"I didn't either until I few minutes ago," Clara said dryly, shooting Letty a look.

Letty's butt began to sing a catchy Spanish song and she grimaced when she saw the number on the screen. "That's Mia wondering why I am flaking on KP duty. I better go before she sends someone over here to kidnap me."

Coley and Clara called out their goodbyes and Coley scooted over to the now empty spot on the couch.

"So you up for a trip to Wally World?" Clara asked Coley.

Coley shrugged her shoulders. "Sure. Why do you need to go to Wal Mart?"

"Cat stuff."

Coley put Paco back down on the floor and followed Clara out to her car.

It soon became clear when they got to Wal Mart that they needed a lot more than just stuff for Clara's new cat. Every isle they walked down, they saw stuff that they would need for the house. By the time they were done, they had food, bathroom supplies, stuff for the kitchen, a cheap recliner, two equally cheap futon beds and bedding, dressers and hangers, and other odd and ends that they would need for the house.

Clara stood looking at all the loot they had managed to buy. Coley stood right beside her.

"Yeah, all this will never fit in your car," Coley said, stating the obvious.

Clara didn't even bother to come back with something for Coley's sarcasm; she pulled out her phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, lil sis. To what do I owe this honor?" Brian asked.

"Hey, big bro. I need a favor."

Brian motioned Dom to come over from across the lawn. "What kind of favor?"

Clara chewed on her bottom lip. "I need a truck. A really big truck."

"Good God, Clar! How many people did you kill?" Brian asked laughing.

"Har har, Bri. No, I kinda went overboard at Wally World and all the stuff I bought won't fit in my car."

"Like how overboard, Clar?" Brian asked starting to get a little worried. He knew of one sure fire truck he could borrow, but more than that might be tricky.

Clara grabbed Coley's phone out of her hand took a picture of their pile of stuff and sent it to Dom's phone. "Sending a pic now. The food and stuff should all fit in my car. It's the big stuff that won't."

Dom's phone went off with a soft ding and he flipped it open to see a pile of boxes sitting on the ground next to a shopping cart full of grocery bags. Dom handed his phone to Brian. Brian nodded as he looked at the picture. "I know where I can get a truck. All that should fit. If not, then your shopping happy butt can stay there while we make two trips."

Clara squealed. "Thanks, Bri! It totally rocks having a big brother!"

Brian couldn't help but smile when he heard Clara say that. "And it's pretty darn cool to have a little sister. I'll be there in about a half hour."

Brian and Clara said their goodbyes and hung up the phone. Brian dialed his old boss and got the ball rolling to use the delivery truck he used to drive.

Clara and Coley passed the time by taking a walk down memory lane and being their usual silly selves. This earned them a lot of looks from the other shoppers, but they were used to getting weird looks.

Coley and Clara soon spotted a fire engine red truck coming towards them and stood up from their seats on the ground.

"That would be Brian, or someone in the racing community, that's Harry's deliver truck." Clara said filling Coley in.

The truck stopped in front of the girl's and Brian and Dom hopped out from the truck.

Coley saw the deep gaze the beefier one of the two sent Clara and Coley nudged her. "You have got one hot man, sis. I bet he is awesome in bed!"

Clara blushed to the tips of her roots. "You have spent way too much time around me!" Clara whispered roughly to Coley.

Coley let out a loud laugh and draped her arm around Clara's shoulders. "I call them how I see them, sis."

Brian and Dom stood, leaning against the truck as they watched Coley and Clara interact. It was good to see the lighter side of Clara. It was plain to see that while Clara might be the more aggressive assertive of the two, but at the same time, Clara really depended on Coley and trusted her completely.

Dom coughed to get the girls' attention. I and it worked like a charm as both heads swung in his direction. Dom noted that Coley was just as lovely as Clara in her own way. Clara packed a hard punch with her short, curvy body, w. Whereas Coley's was more subtle, her body more lean and long, a dancer's body.

"Nice to see you two are getting along," Brian said laughing as Clara stuck her tongue out at Coley after Coley gave a short tug on Clara's hair.

Coley and Clara stopped what they were doing and stuck both of their tongues out at the two men. Dom and Brian tried to keep straight faces, but failed. Both girls' had identical looks on their faces and it was shocking to see it on two such different girls.

"Bite me," Clara spit out as she tried to keep a straight face as well.

An evil look crossed Dom's face and before Clara could react, Dom had moved from his spot against the truck to standing right in front of Clara, catching and caught her in his arms as he tipped her backwards toand bite her gently on her exposed neck.

"Next time, princess, it will be in a much more private place," Dom whispered against Clara's neck.

Coley looked on with an amused look on her face. It was about time Clara found a man that could get the better of her. Too many people saw the young face coupled with the sex goddess body and let Clara run them over, which she would do in a heartbeat if you let her. Not, that she really meant to do it, it just was that Clara was such a strong willed person who took what she wanted if no one stopped her. Clara had to be like that, growing up Clara was never given anything. She had to fight for everything that she had.

Coley smiled at Dom as he let stood Clara back up and offered her hand. "I'm afraid I was too busy bawlling my eyes out the last time you saw me to properly introduce myself."

Dom shook the offered hand, delighted that Coley had a firm handshake like Clara. There was nothing worse than a limp, loose handshake. "You're staying, right?"

Clara rammed her elbow into Dom's chest, but he didn't even blink.

Coley smiled not at all offended by the blunt manner. "Yes, I plan on it." Coley looked over at Clara and shared a smile.

"Good, maybe your manners will rub off on my family, especially this one." Dom drew Clara back to his side and placed a kiss on the top of her head. Clara simply rolled her eyes, too used to getting picked on by the men in her life.

Coley laughed and shook her head. "Clara is a lost cause, sorry."

Clara pushed her way out of Dom's arms and went to stand by Brian who was still up against the truck.

"Brian, they're pickin on me!" Clara whined, pointing at Coley and Dom then looking up at Brian with her lower lip stuck out, her chin quivering, and fat crocodile tears welling up in her blue eyes.

Brian's eyes widened and he clamped his hand over Clara's face. "You are never allowed to use that face again! You hear me! Never again!" Clara mumbled against his hand. "I don't care if the God tells you to..o.. Never again! Good God, woman! Do you know what you could get away with, with that face?"

Clara, tired of having Brian's hand over her face, did the only thingk she could think of.

"EWWWWWWW! Clara, man that is so wrong!" Brian yelled out whipping his hands on his pants to get the Clara's spit off of it it after having Clara lick his hand.

Clara put her hands on her hips and scrunched up her face. "For your information, I have gottencan get out of seven speeding tickets, one college class, multiple tests in high school, numerous work tasks, and some groundings thanks to that face."

Brian looked at Coley for confirmation of what Clara just told him.

Coley smiled, laughter lighting up her eyes. "That's not even the half of it. I can't even remember all the stuff she has either gotten or gotten out of by using that face. She is a master."

Brian huffed. "Well you are not to use that face. We would end up having to bail someone out of jail for something you asked them to do that they would normally never do!"

Clara shrugged. "Don't hate the player, hate the game."

Dom shook his head and motioned his head towards the pile of boxes. "Come on, Brian, these boxes aren't going to load themselves."

Brian and Dom quickly loaded the boxes and also quickly as a crowd of girl's formed around them to watch as their tight muscles flexed underneath their skin.

"Wanna see a bunch of pissed off girls?" Clara asked Coley as they stood watching the other girls drool.

Coley raised her left eyebrow. "Will I have to bail you out of jail?"

"You know I hate when you raise your eyebrow. It's not fair that I can't do it!"

Coley raised it again.

Clara sighed. "No, you're not going to have to bail me out of jail. At least, I hope not."

Clara strutted up to Dom in slow, sensuous steps, making sure her hips swung with every step. She caught Dom's eye and ran her tongue over her top lip, lust evident in her eyes. Dom swallowed deeply as he watched Clara come to him. The group of girls parted like the Red Sea as they too watched on, only they weren't too happy to see her walking towards the two hot men.

Clara was soon toe to toe with Dom. She ran her fingers lightly down his slightly sweaty chest as she bit her bottom lip. Clara adjusted her stance so that her lower stomach pressed up against Dom crotch. She heard Dom's sharp intake of breathe just before she lifted her head up to meet his eyes. Dom's eyes were almost black, mirroring the lust in Clara's eyes. She could feel him start to thicken and grow against her stomach. Clara brought her hand up and traced the outline of Dom's plump lips before replacing her fingers with her lips.

Dom's arms came around her in a crushing force as Clara stood on her tip toes to get a better angle. She drew Dom's lower lip into her mouth and gently sucked on it, causing a low moan in the back of Dom's throat. Clara felt a tap on her shoulder and broke the kiss long enough to growl at whomever was behind her. Then she was airborne as Brian slung her over his shoulder.

Clara beat his broad back with her fist. "Put my down, you oaf!"

Brian slapped her hard on the ass. "Now, now is that any way to talk to your big brother as he saves your ass from being arrested for putting on a show?"

Clara blew her bangs out of her eyes as Brian sat her in the seat of the truck. "Please, I wasn't going to get arrested."

Brian took her chin in his hand and turned her head to the side, and pointed out the two cops who had stopped just a couple of feet away from where Dom and Clara had been standing. "You mean by those two cops who were on their way over here to break up the crowd? The crowd who were whistling, and catcalling, and making many other obscene gestures, by the way. No, of course they weren't going to arrest you with their handcuffs that they had out and ready."

Clara blushed deep red as she saw one of the cops twirl his handcuff on his fingers as he looked at her.

Coley walked up to the truck with a madly grinning madly Dom in tow behind her. "What did I tell you about bailing you out of jail?"

"I did tell you that I hoped I you weren't going to have too, not that you wouldn't."

Coley shook her head and grabbed Clara's hand to pull her out of the truck.

"Only you could almost get arrested for kissing your boyfriend," Coley said as she helped Clara, Dom, and Brian put the bags away in Clara's car.

Dom was still grinning from ear to ear. "I think I like being completely molested in the middle of the day in front of Wal Mart."

"You are all insane," Coley replied as they loaded the last of the bags in the car.

Brian ruffled Coley's hair. "And you are a part of the family now, so in that retrospect you insane as well."

"How am I part of the insane family?" Coley asked crossing her arms across her chest.

Brian grinned. "Any sister of Clara's is a sister of mine, and since I am dating Dom's sister, and Clara is dating Dom, and however else we are all crazily connected, you are now part of the family."

Coley's eyes got bright with unshed tears. Clara wrapped her arms around her in a hug. "I think I am going to like being part of a family."

Coley is pronounced Cole-ee.