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~Dom's POV~
Almost a week later, my heavy-booted feet tap under the table in the backyard, as I take a swig from my Corona. I stare off in space in deep thought.
"Dom, you ok brotha?" V asks, frowning, while sipping his own beer.
I rub a hand across my head and face. I let out a low groan. "Yeah."
"Sure? You're acting all weird and...fidgity."
"I'm fine!" I almost growl. Vince raises his eyebrows. "Sorry. Just stressed."
"Anything I need to know about? You and Let aren't fighting are ya? Cuz that affects the WHOLE house, no matter how much you two deny it."
"No, we're fine. Everything's fine." I close my eyes and sigh, slumping in my chair.
"Aight, I'll take your word for it." He gets up from the table and makes his way into the house. I hear the screen on the front door bang shut and Vince says, "Hey Mia."
I sit up straight and my eyes open when I hear her coming out back. I turn around in my chair quickly and look at her questioningly. Her face gives nothing away. "Did you find it?" I question.
Mia smiles and nods.
"Where was it?"
"Attic. With some of mom's old stuff." She lets out a little laugh and grins, swinging the plastic bag at her side.
"What are you laughing at?" I ask, one eyebrow raised.
"Nothing. It's just funny to see you act like a nervous little boy. You've never been nervous person before, so I guess you're making up for it now."
"Yeah well, it's different now, Mia. You should understand." My eyes return to staring at the table.
"I know. I do, Dom." Her voice gentles and she places the bag on the table next to me. She places a loving hand on my shoulder and then retreats into the house.
Leon comes around the side of the house arguing with Jesse about the head gasket of some car in the shop and they sit down at the table. "Hey, Mia!" Jess calls.
"What?" She pokes her head out of the doorway.
" Please?" Leon asks.
She rolls her eyes and disappears into the house, only to reappear a second later with two Coronas.
"Thanks Mi," they say on cue.
"Yeah, yeah."
I get up from the table and go into the kitchen, then continue my way into the front hall towards the stairs.
Letty gets up from her racing game on the PlayStation. "Dom, can we talk? It's kind of-"
"Later." I grunt cutting her off, and continue up the stairs to our room.
"Important." She finishes softly. "Yeah." She says, sinking onto the couch in the living room.
~Letty's POV~
"Hey Mia! You ready?" Dom calls up the stairs.
"Yeah, just a sec!" She yells down.
"What's she doin' up there?" Dom says to no one in particular. Faint sounds of a hair dryer can be heard.
"Well, if THAT'S any indication," I nod toward the sound sarcastically. "She's drying her hair, Dom, not caking on makeup."
"She's been up there for an hour."
"Well she's got about three feet more hair than you do!" I roughly rub his bald head.
"You know what? I'm gonna get her." Jesse says frustrated. He climbs the stairs as Gin and Leon laugh, but a few seconds later he reappears with Mia in tow.
We all pile into our separate cars and ride to the meeting place. Hundreds of imports line the street, their owners almost as candied as the cars. Arriving together, I see Dom get out first, the guys close behind. A couple racer sluts attach to Dom's biceps, petting his chest and giggling. I get out of my car and walk up to the guys with Mia and Gin. Making eye contact with Dom, I glare at the girls, bare my teeth for a second, and then roll my eyes and look back to the rest of the team. Dom and Hector negotiate the race as I see Tracy making his way from his street rod to me.
"Hey Letty. How's that paint job coming? I'd love to have the car back by next week." He smiles.
"That can probably be arranged." I smile, but stand back.
"Something wrong?" He notices my standoffishness.
"No, not really. I just...."
"Oh." He smiles. "I'm sorry if I was forward at the garage. I was just trying to be friendly.....and you're a beautiful woman. I hope Dom appreciates that as much as I do."
I look into his eyes for a moment and see he's sincere. My guarded stance lapses and I break my glare. "It's ok."
"So how much longer is the car gonna be in the garage, do you think?"
"Not too much longer. Should have it by Wednesday, tops, but it depends on if we get a lot of new jobs this week."
"Ok, sounds good." He gives a friendly grin once more. "Hey Dom."
I turn to see Dom at my side with a frown on his face. "What's going on here?" He asks suspiciously.
"Nothing." Tracy says honestly.
"Nothing? Doesn't look like nothing." He glares at Tracy.
"I was just asking when my car would be ready, ok? That's it."
"Yeah. Just watch yourself." He almost growls as he places a possessive hand around my waist. I frown and push him away. He looks incredibly surprised.
"Oh, so it's ok for you to let those skanks put their hands all over you, but it's not ok for me to have a friendly conversation about a paint job at work with a guy whose hands are nowhere near me? Nice Dom, real nice." I begin to stalk over to Mia and the rest of the guys, when Dom catches my wrist and turns me to face him.
"What's with you?" He asks.
~What's with me? What's with you! You've been acting weird and distant all week!~ I want to say, but instead I let out a breath. "Nothing. Look I'm going home." I say, tired all of a sudden. Almost sarcastically I add, "Have a great race." Then I get in my car and head home. I arrive in the driveway and quickly jog into the house and up the stairs. I strip off my clothes in my room and get in the shower, lathering soap over my body. My tears mingle with the warm water as I break down under the stress of it all. At least no one can see me cry.
The party downstairs starts about when I get out of the shower. ~Guess he won~ I think, rolling my eyes another time tonight. I slip on my bra and panties, a pair of boxers, some loose fleece pants, and one of Dom's wifebeaters. Even when I'm mad at him, I still like the feel of his clothes. Quietly, I pad down the hall and sit on the stairs, watching the party, my curly wet hair in a loose ponytail.
"Hey Let!" V smiles and takes a pull from his drink. "Where were you? Want one?" He points to the bottle of Corona in his hand.
"Naw I'm good." I turn him down with a sigh.
"Is this a first? Should we call the doctors to cart you away? When have you ever turned down a beer?"
"I don't think I have. I-" I'm cut off by Dom's approach. I see he's left a few girls behind with Leon.
"We need to talk." He says gruffly. He reaches for my hand and I let him hold it for a moment as our eyes lock, but then pull it back.
"Yes, we do. But like you said before, later." I turn and walk back up the stairs into my bedroom and turn out the lights. The pounding music fades away as I drift off into sleep, angry at Dom, myself, the world.
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~Dom's POV~
Almost a week later, my heavy-booted feet tap under the table in the backyard, as I take a swig from my Corona. I stare off in space in deep thought.
"Dom, you ok brotha?" V asks, frowning, while sipping his own beer.
I rub a hand across my head and face. I let out a low groan. "Yeah."
"Sure? You're acting all weird and...fidgity."
"I'm fine!" I almost growl. Vince raises his eyebrows. "Sorry. Just stressed."
"Anything I need to know about? You and Let aren't fighting are ya? Cuz that affects the WHOLE house, no matter how much you two deny it."
"No, we're fine. Everything's fine." I close my eyes and sigh, slumping in my chair.
"Aight, I'll take your word for it." He gets up from the table and makes his way into the house. I hear the screen on the front door bang shut and Vince says, "Hey Mia."
I sit up straight and my eyes open when I hear her coming out back. I turn around in my chair quickly and look at her questioningly. Her face gives nothing away. "Did you find it?" I question.
Mia smiles and nods.
"Where was it?"
"Attic. With some of mom's old stuff." She lets out a little laugh and grins, swinging the plastic bag at her side.
"What are you laughing at?" I ask, one eyebrow raised.
"Nothing. It's just funny to see you act like a nervous little boy. You've never been nervous person before, so I guess you're making up for it now."
"Yeah well, it's different now, Mia. You should understand." My eyes return to staring at the table.
"I know. I do, Dom." Her voice gentles and she places the bag on the table next to me. She places a loving hand on my shoulder and then retreats into the house.
Leon comes around the side of the house arguing with Jesse about the head gasket of some car in the shop and they sit down at the table. "Hey, Mia!" Jess calls.
"What?" She pokes her head out of the doorway.
" Please?" Leon asks.
She rolls her eyes and disappears into the house, only to reappear a second later with two Coronas.
"Thanks Mi," they say on cue.
"Yeah, yeah."
I get up from the table and go into the kitchen, then continue my way into the front hall towards the stairs.
Letty gets up from her racing game on the PlayStation. "Dom, can we talk? It's kind of-"
"Later." I grunt cutting her off, and continue up the stairs to our room.
"Important." She finishes softly. "Yeah." She says, sinking onto the couch in the living room.
~Letty's POV~
"Hey Mia! You ready?" Dom calls up the stairs.
"Yeah, just a sec!" She yells down.
"What's she doin' up there?" Dom says to no one in particular. Faint sounds of a hair dryer can be heard.
"Well, if THAT'S any indication," I nod toward the sound sarcastically. "She's drying her hair, Dom, not caking on makeup."
"She's been up there for an hour."
"Well she's got about three feet more hair than you do!" I roughly rub his bald head.
"You know what? I'm gonna get her." Jesse says frustrated. He climbs the stairs as Gin and Leon laugh, but a few seconds later he reappears with Mia in tow.
We all pile into our separate cars and ride to the meeting place. Hundreds of imports line the street, their owners almost as candied as the cars. Arriving together, I see Dom get out first, the guys close behind. A couple racer sluts attach to Dom's biceps, petting his chest and giggling. I get out of my car and walk up to the guys with Mia and Gin. Making eye contact with Dom, I glare at the girls, bare my teeth for a second, and then roll my eyes and look back to the rest of the team. Dom and Hector negotiate the race as I see Tracy making his way from his street rod to me.
"Hey Letty. How's that paint job coming? I'd love to have the car back by next week." He smiles.
"That can probably be arranged." I smile, but stand back.
"Something wrong?" He notices my standoffishness.
"No, not really. I just...."
"Oh." He smiles. "I'm sorry if I was forward at the garage. I was just trying to be friendly.....and you're a beautiful woman. I hope Dom appreciates that as much as I do."
I look into his eyes for a moment and see he's sincere. My guarded stance lapses and I break my glare. "It's ok."
"So how much longer is the car gonna be in the garage, do you think?"
"Not too much longer. Should have it by Wednesday, tops, but it depends on if we get a lot of new jobs this week."
"Ok, sounds good." He gives a friendly grin once more. "Hey Dom."
I turn to see Dom at my side with a frown on his face. "What's going on here?" He asks suspiciously.
"Nothing." Tracy says honestly.
"Nothing? Doesn't look like nothing." He glares at Tracy.
"I was just asking when my car would be ready, ok? That's it."
"Yeah. Just watch yourself." He almost growls as he places a possessive hand around my waist. I frown and push him away. He looks incredibly surprised.
"Oh, so it's ok for you to let those skanks put their hands all over you, but it's not ok for me to have a friendly conversation about a paint job at work with a guy whose hands are nowhere near me? Nice Dom, real nice." I begin to stalk over to Mia and the rest of the guys, when Dom catches my wrist and turns me to face him.
"What's with you?" He asks.
~What's with me? What's with you! You've been acting weird and distant all week!~ I want to say, but instead I let out a breath. "Nothing. Look I'm going home." I say, tired all of a sudden. Almost sarcastically I add, "Have a great race." Then I get in my car and head home. I arrive in the driveway and quickly jog into the house and up the stairs. I strip off my clothes in my room and get in the shower, lathering soap over my body. My tears mingle with the warm water as I break down under the stress of it all. At least no one can see me cry.
The party downstairs starts about when I get out of the shower. ~Guess he won~ I think, rolling my eyes another time tonight. I slip on my bra and panties, a pair of boxers, some loose fleece pants, and one of Dom's wifebeaters. Even when I'm mad at him, I still like the feel of his clothes. Quietly, I pad down the hall and sit on the stairs, watching the party, my curly wet hair in a loose ponytail.
"Hey Let!" V smiles and takes a pull from his drink. "Where were you? Want one?" He points to the bottle of Corona in his hand.
"Naw I'm good." I turn him down with a sigh.
"Is this a first? Should we call the doctors to cart you away? When have you ever turned down a beer?"
"I don't think I have. I-" I'm cut off by Dom's approach. I see he's left a few girls behind with Leon.
"We need to talk." He says gruffly. He reaches for my hand and I let him hold it for a moment as our eyes lock, but then pull it back.
"Yes, we do. But like you said before, later." I turn and walk back up the stairs into my bedroom and turn out the lights. The pounding music fades away as I drift off into sleep, angry at Dom, myself, the world.
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