Dom's POV

I bit my tongue as Letty came down the stairs. She was still in that shirt, the one that had me instantly hard just at the sight of it. Yes I knew I was being possessive and maybe even a little controlling but damn, if thats the reaction it caused me I could only imagine what it could do to the rest of the male population. The thought made my stomach sink.

I was slightly relieved to see that she had stayed true to her compromise and changed into jeans. There had been no way in hell she was leaving the house dressed in both offending items.

"You good?" She asked me as I met her at the front door.

"Where's your jacket?" I muttered eying her uncovered top half.

"Dom." She sighed as she raised her hand, her jacket dangling loosely from her fingers.

"Just checking." I mumbled as I opened the door for her before following her out. We were the last two to leave. Vince and Emily had decided to skip the races, Emily's morning sickness had been playing up as of late so Vince had called an early night. Mia had been coming until a friend of hers had invited her over for a movie marathon. I had been silently glad. I still hated the thought of Mia at the races. Jesse and Leon had left a few minutes ago, eager to get there but if we left now we'd catch up.

"You going to be a growling bear all night?" She asked me as we got into the car.

"If you leave your jacket on, I'll be just fine." I answered quietly.

"Does it really bother you that much?" She frowned at me as I pulled onto the street. Briefly stopping so I put the car in drive I looked over at her.

"Yes, it really does." I answered before I turning my attention back to the road.

The car ride was silent as we drove to the races, and sure enough half way there we caught up to Leon and Jesse.

I got out of the car and immediately had to detach a few chasers off me before I walked around to Letty's side. She stepped out before I had the chance to open her door for her but I was pleased to see she had her jacket on. I gave her a small smile as I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her body closer into mine. She didn't try to move away which I took as a good sign. Maybe tonight could be salvaged after all.

Letty's POV

Dom was definitely not happy. He wasn't pissed but by the vibes he was giving off I knew it wouldn't take much to tip him over the edge. He'd glued himself to my side all night, checking what felt like every few minutes to make sure my jacket was still on.

And zipped. I added mentally.

We'd been at the races for about five minutes, if not less, when he'd reached over and zipped it up with a look. A warning to me that he was serious and it had better not be unzipped.

Now we were an hour in and Dom had blown off three races. I was getting more annoyed with him each passing second. I didn't need a baby sitter.

"What?" I snapped when he looked down at me for what felt like the fifth time in the last five minutes.

"Nothing." He snapped back.

"Then stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?" He muttered as he sent a glare behind me.

"That. I'm not doing anything wrong, the zipper is done up, no one can see my shirt and I'm wearing jeans. What the hell is your problem now?" I said officially fed up.

"I know you're not doing anything wrong. It's not you." He sighed, calming down as he took a step closer to me. I took one back.

He frowned at me but said nothing, keeping the distance I put between us.

"Then what the hell is it?"

"Me, them. I dunno all of this." He said as he gestured around to the races.

"No one's looking at me, you're imagining shit up. Pull yourself together and race." I said quietly as I closed the distance between us, his hand coming to wrap around me as our foreheads touched.

"You're wrong, there have been quite a few look at you." Dom said quietly and I sighed, trying to shrug out of his hold but he tightened his holdon me.

"But you're right, I need to try and not let it worry me. I'm going to go and see Hector for a race, will you be okay?" He asked me as I met his eyes.

"Yes, now go." I said giving him a small smile. He gave me one back and leaned forward, brushing his lips over mine before he let me go and backed away.

I watched as he moved his way through the crowd to Hector, his body still tense but I knew after racing he'd be okay. We'd be okay.

"Letty." A familiar voice behind me called out and I turned, looking for the owner. I found it, but he wasn't hard to find. He wa surrounded by his friends and there was a girl on his arm. I figured she was the girlfriend Vince had told me about.

"Carlos." I nodded as I stopped in front of them. I nodded to a few of the others that I knew before turning my attention back to Carlos.

"Long time no see." He smiled.

"I've been around." He nodded, casting a look behind me.

"You and Dom finally made things official I hear."

"Yep." I nodded, not knowing what else to say.

"You racing?" He asked.

"No, you?"

"Not tonight." He spoke.

"Carlos you didn't introduce me." The girl on his arm whined. Oh she was one of those, how lovely.

"Uh right, Letty this is Monica, Monica this is a... friend of mine Letty." I noted the hesitation in his voice when he said friend. Judgeing by the way her eyes narrowed at me she heard it too.

"Nice to meet you." I said with a half smile, watching as she plastered on a fake smile in return.

"Pleasure. You here with your big brother?" She asked fake sweetly and I grimaced at the sound.

"No. Boyfriend. I need to go, it was good seeing you Carlos." I nodded before I turned and started walking back towards Hector. I wanted to see Dom race.

Something wet and cold hit my face and I gasped, freezing as I tried to process what had happened.

"What the fuck?" I asked Monica as she suddenly stood in front of me, empty drink in hand.

"Stay the fuck away from Carlos, he's mine."

"Are you kidding me?" I asked in disbelief as she turned and stomped off. I huffed out a laugh and shook myself off but it was no use, I was drenched. I also stunk like cheap beer.

Muttering angrily to myself I walked over to Leon's car and started shedding my jacket. The denim had soaked up most of the liquid, leaving my top underneath only damp but I still stunk. I threw my jacket down on the bonnet, the material making a wet thump as it hit the metal. I tried the door, sighing in relief when I found it unlocked. I searched the glove box for tissues or napkins, knowing Leon would have something in there. Sure enough he didn't let me down.

I ran the tissues over my face, drying it off before doing the same to my neck.

"Fucking bitch." I muttered as I tossed the used tissues down on the bonnet with my jacket.

"Letty you okay?" Carlos asked me as he stopped beside me, concern marking his face.

"I'm fine, no thanks to your little girlfriend over there." I added snidely as I threw Monica a glare. She was standing by Carlos' car, sour faced and glaring in our direction.

"I saw what she did, we just exchanged words. I'm so sorry, I have no idea what came over her." He apologised.

"Forget about it." I brushed off as I ran my hands through my hair and pulled it into a pony tail.

"Can I help at all? Get you more napkins or anything?" He asked and I sighed, turning to look at him.

"It's fine, forget it. I'll dry." I added as I put my hands on my hips and let out a long sigh.

"Letty I'm really sorry." He said once more and I nodded.

"I know." He gave me a small smile before we fell into silence.

I caught his eyes and how they did a quick once over my body but I chose to ignore it.

"What the hell?" Dom's voice boomed from behind me.

Fuck.