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Later after everyone had gotten reacquainted, and Dom had gotten caught up on everything, Mia began making dinner. It had been so long since Dom had had a home-cooked meal, and he had come to appreciate more than he had. Prison did that to him. It hadn't broken him, but had put him to his limits.

But prison was the farthest thing on his mind. Seeing his family again, not to mention seeing Letty again. Damn, had she grown up. The last time he'd seen her, she was busy getting pissed off at him and Vince for not letting her hang around them. They'd always hassled her about wanting to toy with cars, rather than with dolls.

Hell, now she could toy with his cars any day. In the midst of his conversation with Leon, he snuck in glances of her every now and then. Play-fighting with Vince, laughing, and smiling with her slightly crooked teeth. They fit her now. Everything that had been awkward about her fit her now. Instead of being a short, quirky friend of his little sister's, Letty was now the 16-year-old beauty that just happened to be working for him.

"ALRIGHT!! Everyone get ya asses over here! Food's ready!" Mia called, as she finished setting the last bowl down on the picnic table.

As everyone began to flock to the table, Letty looked around the table, "No Corona. I'll be back," she announced.

Dom took this as an opportunity to scope out what exactly she might feel for him in return. "I'll be back," he said after she began retreating to the house.

When they were both inside, he didn't bother pretending he had to go someplace else. He walked into the kitchen, seeing the door to the refrigerator open. He smiled slightly to himself, walking over.

She noticed him in the room, and smiled up at him, "Hey there."

"Hey yourself," he said, taking a couple of the Coronas she was trying to carry, off of her hands, never letting his eyes leave her.

She grinned up at him, before shutting the door to the fridge, as she started back outside.

"Letty," Dom simply said, walking over to the counter, and setting the bottles down, and turning to face her.

She had now turned around, with a hint of a smirk detectable on her lips. She put her bottles down, but took one for herself, and cracked it open, taking a swig.

"Aint you a little young for that?" He said, approaching her slowly, smug grin on his face.

She smirked, "You tellin' me age means somethin' to you?"

Dom was now within a few inches of her. He took the beer out of her hand, and took a large swig. "Depends."

"On what?" Letty asked, moving her hands to touch the sides of his stomach, letting her fingers graze over his rock-hard abs.

Dom smiled at her forwardness, "On the situation." In turn, he placed his hands on her shoulders, running them down her arms.

Their eyes met before Dom pulled her to him, letting his lips collide with hers. Her arms tightened around him, his skin reacting to her fingertips playing on his back. He cupped her face in his hands, an arm slipping around her neck, as he soon let the other snake around her waist, holding her tight. He heard a moan escape her lips, and he grinned, pulling back slightly, so that just their lips brushed.

"You like that?"

"Hell yes," Letty nodded, before kissing him again.

Dom continued to kiss her, and let his hands begin to explore her body a few minutes longer, before she pulled away.

"They're gonna wonder what's takin' us so long," she commented, a smirk on her lips.

He groaned, a small grin still remaining, "Fuck," he muttered, his arms tightly fixed around her.

After they'd disentangled themselves, they grabbed the Coronas, and walked out together, rather close.

And as they sat down to say grace, Dom realized something. It was the end of one thing, and the start of another. And with that, he smiled at Letty, and ate with his family for the first time in 2 and a half years.

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