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~Jesse's POV~
"Jess?" Her voice lightly floats down the stairs. "You ok? What's wrong?"
My mind races. Should I tell her? I don't want to keep things from her, but this isn't just my secret.......and would she think less of me? "Uhh....." I stall. Sighing, I give in. "I'm fine."
"You sure? You just rushed down the stairs so fast..."
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'll, I'll tell you about it, but not now. I'm not ready yet."
"Ok...." Gin accepts, looking slightly confused, but half smiling. "You know what you need?"
"What?" I ask warily.
"Peanut butter."
"Peanut butter?"
"Yeah...on Oreos!"
"Naw that's gross."
"It tastes just like a Reese's!"
"Then why not just eat a Reese's....."
She looks at me and laughs. "Because that wouldn't be any fun!"
"Have you had some coffee or red bull that I don't know about?"
"No....I'm just a big fan of peanut butter." She goes into the kitchen and I can hear her rummaging around.
I sit there chuckling to myself when she returns with a stack of Oreos on a plate and a knife in a half-eaten jar of peanut butter. "What are you doing?"
"WE'RE eating. Come on! Try it."
"Fine, but afterwards I wanna go work on my car."
"K, but I've got to get home. I've got some schoolwork to do, plus college apps, and then I've got to work on getting that house up for sale."
"Aight, well I don't want you to leave, so I guess we'll have to eat some Oreos."
~Dom's POV~ "Hey....Hey you!"
I wake to Letty sitting on me and gently nudging my chest. "What?" I say groggily.
"It's time to get up." She rubs a lightly callused hand across my bald head and then gently scratches my stubbly cheek with her nails.
"What time is it?"
"8:00."
"Aw, Let, come on. It's still early."
"Yeah, but we got work to catch up on today. I wanna tune my car and Leon said that he needed help on that paint job that.what's his name..Tracy.or Jason.or, it was one of those basketball guy's names.."
"Kobe? Shaq? Yao Ming?"
She lets out a laugh that makes me love her even more. "No, it was definitely....Tracy...or Jason...maybe his name was Tracy Jason. Wait....how did you get me distracted? Time to get up."
"Or you could sit here on top of me a little longer." I smile.
She leans down and kisses me. "I could," her hair hangs down, creating a tunnel with eyes at either end. "But I'm not gonna." She rolls off of me and I let out a growl in frustration.
"No sleep, and no you? This day gets better and better. It's Sunday, Leticia." I groan, taking a serious risk at using her full name.
"What did you say?" She turns around, putting on boxers and a wifebeater.
"Nooothin'?" I grin, only half-trying to weasel out of my mistake.
"You called me Leticia."
"Did I? I can't remember. I think I'll get up now." I say quickly, putting on boxers and pants.
"I think you should stay right here, actually." Letty pretends to be mad.
"Oh, no. I've got to get up. You see I've got some work to do at the garage." I head towards the door and get halfway into the hall before she jumps on my back. I continue down the stairs.
"You're not getting away with that."
"Well, tell me what I gotta do."
"Well...." She stops and stares at the two forms giggling madly on the floor. "I'm not even gonna ask."
Jesse and Gin try to explain, but their mouths are too full of peanut butter and.....Oreo?
At that image, I turn around and head right back up the stairs, which makes them laugh even harder. We return to our room and proceed to get dressed for the day. I have some tuner work to do on the chassis of this woman's jag.
Soon after, we arrive at the garage. It's about ten and the guys are now with us. Mia's around somewhere, but didn't come. I slide under the jag, glad to have a wrench in my hand and a job to do to keep me from thinking about things, but I keep getting drawn back to that one question. I hear a door open and a strange voice talking to the guys and then Letty. The voices are far away as I'm completely spaced out over this nerve-wracking idea that has just recently formed in my head.....well only recently have I been serious about it. I'm jolted out of my thoughts by a swift kick to my feet. I roll out from under the jag and Vince and Leon are standing there.
"Wha?" I ask, annoyed they jolted me out of my daydream.
"Someone's mackin' on your girl, dawg." Leon says.
"Huh?"
"That guy, Tracy, the one who owns the Silvia getting the paint job. He's hitting on Letty." Vince almost growls.
I glance over and don't see anything. Watching them for a moment, though, I can see him touching her shoulder, and casually pausing to touch her waist in his speech. She makes no attempt to stop him and I start to get angry. Just then he leaves with a wave and a grin. I walk over. "What was that, Let?" I don't ask harshly, but it's an honest question.
"What was what?"
"THAT. That guy was all over you. Touching you and shit, I didn't like it."
"He was just being friendly, Dom. And he's a good customer. Just chill, I can take care of myself."
"I don't want you to have to."
"Dom, it's cool. Go back to whatever you were doing."
"Yeah...ok." I glance at Leon and Vince, motioning for V to come over. "If he comes back in here, I don't want them alone. Watch him, V?"
"Sure, Dom. Don't worry. He ain't gettin' his hands on her, or anything else on her, for that matter."
"Yeah," I say, sliding back under the car in the dolly. A few seconds later, I slide out from under the car and lean my head against the side, my breath suddenly taken away. That little situation with Tracy made me realize that I never want anyone to be able to do that again. "Guys, I've got to go get something. I'll be back later." I peel off in the RX-7, heading to talk Mia into helping me.
~Letty's POV~
I shudder as I complete the Silvia's paint job. That guy is creepy. I hadn't noticed it before, but he was definitely hitting on me. Why didn't I just haul back and punch him? I should have, but I guess business comes first....and I must admit, I like to work on his car. I continue the paint job as Jesse pulls up. He heads into the back office and I turn off the sprayer to take a break. I head into the back and sit near Jesse. "So what was with the peanut butter?" I smile.
"Long story. Hey, I need to talk to the team about a few things."
"K, and what would those be...."
"Well, one, I can talk to Leon about later, but the other...I need to talk to everyone, probably even Mia."
"Guys get in here!" I shout.
"What!" Vince yells, as he, Brian, and Leon walk into the office.
"Where's Dom?"
"He left, babbling about picking something up."
"Ok, well Jesse, shoot."
"Funny you should say that. You see, this morning....Gin...she, she noticed....uh....my scar and she wanted to know what it was from. I, I didn't want to tell her before talking to you guys, but...is it ok if I tell her what happened? I don't know, but I feel like if I don't tell her now, it's going to come back up sometime."
The room is silent as we turn this over in our heads.
"I don't know dawg, but....if I had a girl, I think I'd want her to know."
"Yeah, I'll have to think about it. Right now, I think Leon's right." V agrees.
"Same," Brian adds.
"Aight. Hey Leon, can I talk to you about something else."
"Sure, dawg. Out in the garage."
We all strain to hear and catch bits of the conversation.
"Gin....college applications...what if....far away.....what to do?"
"Don't know..dawg...talk to her...dawg....dawg....careful....dawg."
We sit back, half-smiling at Leon's speech.
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~Jesse's POV~
"Jess?" Her voice lightly floats down the stairs. "You ok? What's wrong?"
My mind races. Should I tell her? I don't want to keep things from her, but this isn't just my secret.......and would she think less of me? "Uhh....." I stall. Sighing, I give in. "I'm fine."
"You sure? You just rushed down the stairs so fast..."
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'll, I'll tell you about it, but not now. I'm not ready yet."
"Ok...." Gin accepts, looking slightly confused, but half smiling. "You know what you need?"
"What?" I ask warily.
"Peanut butter."
"Peanut butter?"
"Yeah...on Oreos!"
"Naw that's gross."
"It tastes just like a Reese's!"
"Then why not just eat a Reese's....."
She looks at me and laughs. "Because that wouldn't be any fun!"
"Have you had some coffee or red bull that I don't know about?"
"No....I'm just a big fan of peanut butter." She goes into the kitchen and I can hear her rummaging around.
I sit there chuckling to myself when she returns with a stack of Oreos on a plate and a knife in a half-eaten jar of peanut butter. "What are you doing?"
"WE'RE eating. Come on! Try it."
"Fine, but afterwards I wanna go work on my car."
"K, but I've got to get home. I've got some schoolwork to do, plus college apps, and then I've got to work on getting that house up for sale."
"Aight, well I don't want you to leave, so I guess we'll have to eat some Oreos."
~Dom's POV~ "Hey....Hey you!"
I wake to Letty sitting on me and gently nudging my chest. "What?" I say groggily.
"It's time to get up." She rubs a lightly callused hand across my bald head and then gently scratches my stubbly cheek with her nails.
"What time is it?"
"8:00."
"Aw, Let, come on. It's still early."
"Yeah, but we got work to catch up on today. I wanna tune my car and Leon said that he needed help on that paint job that.what's his name..Tracy.or Jason.or, it was one of those basketball guy's names.."
"Kobe? Shaq? Yao Ming?"
She lets out a laugh that makes me love her even more. "No, it was definitely....Tracy...or Jason...maybe his name was Tracy Jason. Wait....how did you get me distracted? Time to get up."
"Or you could sit here on top of me a little longer." I smile.
She leans down and kisses me. "I could," her hair hangs down, creating a tunnel with eyes at either end. "But I'm not gonna." She rolls off of me and I let out a growl in frustration.
"No sleep, and no you? This day gets better and better. It's Sunday, Leticia." I groan, taking a serious risk at using her full name.
"What did you say?" She turns around, putting on boxers and a wifebeater.
"Nooothin'?" I grin, only half-trying to weasel out of my mistake.
"You called me Leticia."
"Did I? I can't remember. I think I'll get up now." I say quickly, putting on boxers and pants.
"I think you should stay right here, actually." Letty pretends to be mad.
"Oh, no. I've got to get up. You see I've got some work to do at the garage." I head towards the door and get halfway into the hall before she jumps on my back. I continue down the stairs.
"You're not getting away with that."
"Well, tell me what I gotta do."
"Well...." She stops and stares at the two forms giggling madly on the floor. "I'm not even gonna ask."
Jesse and Gin try to explain, but their mouths are too full of peanut butter and.....Oreo?
At that image, I turn around and head right back up the stairs, which makes them laugh even harder. We return to our room and proceed to get dressed for the day. I have some tuner work to do on the chassis of this woman's jag.
Soon after, we arrive at the garage. It's about ten and the guys are now with us. Mia's around somewhere, but didn't come. I slide under the jag, glad to have a wrench in my hand and a job to do to keep me from thinking about things, but I keep getting drawn back to that one question. I hear a door open and a strange voice talking to the guys and then Letty. The voices are far away as I'm completely spaced out over this nerve-wracking idea that has just recently formed in my head.....well only recently have I been serious about it. I'm jolted out of my thoughts by a swift kick to my feet. I roll out from under the jag and Vince and Leon are standing there.
"Wha?" I ask, annoyed they jolted me out of my daydream.
"Someone's mackin' on your girl, dawg." Leon says.
"Huh?"
"That guy, Tracy, the one who owns the Silvia getting the paint job. He's hitting on Letty." Vince almost growls.
I glance over and don't see anything. Watching them for a moment, though, I can see him touching her shoulder, and casually pausing to touch her waist in his speech. She makes no attempt to stop him and I start to get angry. Just then he leaves with a wave and a grin. I walk over. "What was that, Let?" I don't ask harshly, but it's an honest question.
"What was what?"
"THAT. That guy was all over you. Touching you and shit, I didn't like it."
"He was just being friendly, Dom. And he's a good customer. Just chill, I can take care of myself."
"I don't want you to have to."
"Dom, it's cool. Go back to whatever you were doing."
"Yeah...ok." I glance at Leon and Vince, motioning for V to come over. "If he comes back in here, I don't want them alone. Watch him, V?"
"Sure, Dom. Don't worry. He ain't gettin' his hands on her, or anything else on her, for that matter."
"Yeah," I say, sliding back under the car in the dolly. A few seconds later, I slide out from under the car and lean my head against the side, my breath suddenly taken away. That little situation with Tracy made me realize that I never want anyone to be able to do that again. "Guys, I've got to go get something. I'll be back later." I peel off in the RX-7, heading to talk Mia into helping me.
~Letty's POV~
I shudder as I complete the Silvia's paint job. That guy is creepy. I hadn't noticed it before, but he was definitely hitting on me. Why didn't I just haul back and punch him? I should have, but I guess business comes first....and I must admit, I like to work on his car. I continue the paint job as Jesse pulls up. He heads into the back office and I turn off the sprayer to take a break. I head into the back and sit near Jesse. "So what was with the peanut butter?" I smile.
"Long story. Hey, I need to talk to the team about a few things."
"K, and what would those be...."
"Well, one, I can talk to Leon about later, but the other...I need to talk to everyone, probably even Mia."
"Guys get in here!" I shout.
"What!" Vince yells, as he, Brian, and Leon walk into the office.
"Where's Dom?"
"He left, babbling about picking something up."
"Ok, well Jesse, shoot."
"Funny you should say that. You see, this morning....Gin...she, she noticed....uh....my scar and she wanted to know what it was from. I, I didn't want to tell her before talking to you guys, but...is it ok if I tell her what happened? I don't know, but I feel like if I don't tell her now, it's going to come back up sometime."
The room is silent as we turn this over in our heads.
"I don't know dawg, but....if I had a girl, I think I'd want her to know."
"Yeah, I'll have to think about it. Right now, I think Leon's right." V agrees.
"Same," Brian adds.
"Aight. Hey Leon, can I talk to you about something else."
"Sure, dawg. Out in the garage."
We all strain to hear and catch bits of the conversation.
"Gin....college applications...what if....far away.....what to do?"
"Don't know..dawg...talk to her...dawg....dawg....careful....dawg."
We sit back, half-smiling at Leon's speech.
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