Letty's POV:
I laughed. "He actually made me come home and get changed! Then we sorta kissed...and he was so against it at first...was really worried whether I was ready...he was so perfect, but obviously, I was ready because it lead to...sex..." I said, smiling. ~
Mia made a face, sticking her tongue out at me.
"Yuck. Dom... just, yuck." she giggled, falling back on her bed. "See, I always knew you wanted him and not me... I been used, baby..." Mia giggled, hugging herself.
"There's things I get from Dom, and things I get from you...the sex...I'll stick with Dom...it was amazing..." I said, bumping my shoulder with hers.
"Eww..." Mia giggled, bumping me back. "Yuck. That's my brother." she considered, smirking as she looked me up and down. "Wanna go shopping?"
I bit my lip. "Love to...but I'm hanging with Dom...could we go tomorrow maybe?" I asked, feeling guilty. "I'm really sorry, it's just...this newness and stuff..."
"Oh." Mia crawled back on the bed, hugging her legs. "That's- maybe one of the guys'll want to go..."
I groaned. "Mia, please...don't feel rejected! It's just, we need to talk, get things straight...you want me to be happy don't you?" I asked her.
I felt like kicking my own ass. "He makes me happy, and I want a chance to do this right...please don't hate me..."
Mia made herself smile finally. "Okay," she agreed softly. "Yeah... god, you both deserve something good for once." She smiled again, holding her arms out.
I sighed, falling into Mia's arms. "Thank you so much...don't know what I'd do without your beautiful ass!" I told her affectionately, squeezing her tight. "Now, I better go and get Dom before half the day is wasted with him in the shower," I said, letting her go and kissing her forehead. "Thanks again," I said, smiling and leaving the room, re-entering Dom's room, knocking on the bathroom door, where the shower still ran.
"Come in if you're beautiful!" Dom yelled from the shower, his deep baritone voice rumbling off the walls.
I laughed, pushing open the door, Dom's frame easily seen behind the glass. "You take longer than a woman to shower," I teased, peering in at him. His naked form never ceased to take my breath away.
"Letty!" he gasped, trying to cover himself. "Scoundrel! You gonna take advantage of me like this?"
I laughed. "Take advantage of you?" I mocked. "I could try, but I doubt I'd get far," I told him, wondering if I should go in there after him.
"Trying to steal my virtue..." Dom frowned darkly at me, backing against the wall.
I grinned devilishly, plunging straight into the shower, clothes and all, pressing myself up against Dom's chest, pinning him to the wall. "Baby...I've stolen all virtue you had to hold..." I told him softly, the warm water streaming down over us.
"Oh... yeah, I forgot..." he snickered a little, letting me hold him against the wall. "Dirty now. Shit." he glanced towards the soap, fetching it dilligently.
I smiled at Dom, stepping back, pulling my shirt up over my head, dropping it in the corner. Next were my jeans, leaving me in my now transparent white underwear.
"You got a problem wiht this?" I asked him innocently, watching him get all flustered.
He shook his head slowly, his hands moving to cover his, uh, nether- regions.
"Nah... no problem here..." His eyes moved up my body, smirking slyly, reaching out to stroke some wet hair off my neck.
I shivered under Dom's touch, his effect on me overpowering. I unclipped my bra, dropping it to the floor, moving close to him, so my lips brushed his lightly.
"This wasn't my idea of going out, you know," I told him lightly, my naked chest pressed against his, my lips on his skin.
"Who got in the shower with who?" he murmured, picking me up and holding me tightly against the wall, pressing hard against me. "Who had to come in here... get me all bothered..."
"So it's my fault?" I asked Dom. "I don't think that's very fair...you were practically begging me to get in here..." I teased.
"I was tryin' to save my virtue..." Dom snickered, bending his head to nibble softly on my neck.
I resisted Dom's lips, holding out on giving in to him.
"You have no virtue," I told him, pulling back from his lips, giving him a shove, pushing him against the wall. Not till he was begging.
"I been used and abused, baby..." he grinned, moving his hands behind his head deliberately. "I need some real love..."
I looked at him with a sharp look. "What are you saying?" I demanded, poking his chest. "You're not gonna get what I gave you anywhere else," I pointed out.
Dom drew me closer with one leg, holding me to him.
"Oh, yeah? No one else can give me what I need like you can, huh..."
I frowned. "Yeah, that's right," I told him. He was purposely trying to bait me, and I was falling for it, hook, line and sinker. "You think you could get something like this?" I asked, feeling stupid and up myself, but I wanted Dom to admit it, that I was what he wanted.
"Somethin' like this?" he looked me up and down, drawing me in close. "Maybe." his arms tightened around me, hugging me close. "Couldn't find a girl loyal to me like you, though... wouldn't want to..."
I smiled, my eyes shining with victory. "I knew you'd give in," I told him, my arms around his waist, bordering on his ass. "Couldn't resist not touching me...could you?"
He exhaled, running his hands over my ass. "You want me to beg... that what you want?" Dom murmured. "Want me to feel bad cause you younger? Cause you Little Letty?"
I shook my head. "I want you to beg because you know you want it," I told him softly, looking up at him from under my eyelashes. "I want you to want me so bad it hurts..." I murmured, blushing as I spoke.
"You feel that?" Dom asked, pulling me against him hard. "You feel how much it hurts? Shit, girl..." he started to smile, lifting me into his arms, my eyes closing as I moaned softly, rubbing myself against him slowly.
"You know I gotta get out of here right now or we'll never leave this house again," I murmured against his shoulder as his length brushed against me through the cotton of my panties.
He groaned. "Don't I know it."
I pulled away and stepped out of the cubicle, as much as I didn't want to. I wrapped myself in a big furry towel and left the bathroom, heading for my room.
Dom's POV:
I exhaled deeply as Letty left, running my hands over my newly shaven head. What the hell was I doing?
I finished up and shut of the taps, stepping out into the cool bathroom, towelling myself off. I dropped the towel, and walked naked back into my room, making sure the door was locked.
I roamed my closet, my thoughts not really on my clothes, but what the hell I was doing with a 17-year-old.
"Fuckin' illegal..." I muttered, rubbing my eyes, confused.
It was wrong, no matter how much I might care for Letty, I couldn't love her, not like she needed to be loved. She was going to be 18 next week and there was no way I could ever give her what she needed. I was a month out of prison. What could I possibly give her.
I pulled on boxer shorts, pacing my room, my thoughts flying around my head like all shit.
As much as she was my girl, Letty wasn't someone who could actually be my woman.
My thoughts were interrupted as my cell phone rang.
"Hello?" I answered distractedly.
"Dominic Toretto..."
Holy shit.
"TK," I responded, sucking in a deep breath.
"What you up to baby?" she drawled.
Don't even let me get started. TK Roberts. My past comin' back to bite me in the ass. Perhaps the most interesting and most fucked up experience of my life.
"Not much, how about you T?" I asked, rubbing my hand yet again over my head.
She laughed. "I was just havin' breakfast, and I got to thinkin' about you..." she said in that familiar southern voice. "And I thought, 'I'm gonna call up my old buddy Dom...'."
I nodded.
What was there to say? She was a beautiful woman, who'd I spent many a nights in the throes of passion with. And she was calling me, to see how I was.
"You still hangin' with Tony's crew?" I asked, making conversation.
TK laughed again. "Oh Dommy boy, you know I ain't callin' to talk shit about my crew, or your crew. I called to talk to you, about catchin' up."
It was my turn to chuckle. "You know that wouldn't be a good idea," I told her. "You know our crews' don' get on..."
"Dominic. Please, no one has to know...meet me. Half an hour. Racer's Edge."
Dial tone.
Fuck. After all this time, she calls now, when I'm 'sposed to have this thing goin' with Letty.
I threw my cell phone onto the unmade bed.
I hated that phone call. I hated myself, because I knew I'd go and meet her.
Leon's POV:
Ahh, coffee. The breakfast of Champions. Screw that weet-bix bullshit.
I sighed, flicking open the car magazine that littered the breakfast bar at the Toretto house. I stayed here more than I did at my own fucking apartment.
"Hey Lee," Mia greeted me as she entered the kitchen.
"Hey girl," I said around a mouthful of coffee. "You been to bed yet?"
She shook her head. "Nah, Letty wanted to talk. Her and Dom are sleeping together."
I laughed. "No shit..."
"You don't seem surprised?" Mia aksed, fetching a coffee cup and filling it up with the black liquid.
I shrugged. "It had to happen eventually."
She smiled at me, taking a sip from the mug.
"V still in bed?" I asked.
She nodded. "'Course he is. After chasing all that Vodka with all that weed he smoked, he'll be out for the next week..."
Mia blew me a kiss as she climbed the stairs and disappeared.
I stifled a yawn as I flicked through a few more pages of my magazine when a form appeared in the doorway.
"Forget your sugar?" I asked with a smile, expecting to see Mia.
"I can pretend I know what you're talking about," Jamie Paige, Vince's sister said, entering the kitchen, her heels clacking loudly on the lineoleum.
I shifted nervously on my bar stool. Jamie and I had a thing. And for some reason, it made me mighty nervous to be around her.
"I thought you were Mia," I said softly as she put a few grocery bags down on the bench.
"Where's Vince?" Jamie asked, putting her bag down next to the bags.
I laughed. "Girl, it's 7am, Saturday morning, the fucker got so wasted last night, i'd be surprised if he actually surfaces today."
Jamie's brow furrowed. "Great, what'd he do?"
I shrugged. "Just some Vodka, weed...the usual."
She shook her head. She was so beautiful. With her sun-kissed blonde hair and electric smile, there was something about her that reduced me to a stumbling fuckwit.
"Can I hang around for a bit?" she asked, sitting down across from me.
I nodded. "'Course," I answered, getting up to get a coffee cup for her. "You want one?"
"Sure," she said. "So, how have you been?"
I filled her cup and set it in front of her. "I've been ok. How have you been, Jamie?"
"I don't know, good I suppose."
I gave her a look. "You suppose?"
She shrugged. "You know me, Leon. I worry about everything. Can't help it. Believe it or not, I still worry about you."
I set my cup down. "Me? Why on earth would you still worry about me, Jamie? I thought you said you never wanted..." I trailed off.
"You still mean something to me, Leon," she said. "I mean, you're Vince's friend. And as much as I don't like it, we had something, so that means I care a little bit more than a stranger would about you."
I smiled. "I never stopped caring about you..."
We were interrupted by the sound of someone clammering down the stairs.
"Hey," Dom said, looking a bit flustered.
He entered and kissed Jamie's cheek.
"Tell Letty I've had to take care of some business, I'll be back later," he said, fishing his keys off the hook.
I laughed. "He actually made me come home and get changed! Then we sorta kissed...and he was so against it at first...was really worried whether I was ready...he was so perfect, but obviously, I was ready because it lead to...sex..." I said, smiling. ~
Mia made a face, sticking her tongue out at me.
"Yuck. Dom... just, yuck." she giggled, falling back on her bed. "See, I always knew you wanted him and not me... I been used, baby..." Mia giggled, hugging herself.
"There's things I get from Dom, and things I get from you...the sex...I'll stick with Dom...it was amazing..." I said, bumping my shoulder with hers.
"Eww..." Mia giggled, bumping me back. "Yuck. That's my brother." she considered, smirking as she looked me up and down. "Wanna go shopping?"
I bit my lip. "Love to...but I'm hanging with Dom...could we go tomorrow maybe?" I asked, feeling guilty. "I'm really sorry, it's just...this newness and stuff..."
"Oh." Mia crawled back on the bed, hugging her legs. "That's- maybe one of the guys'll want to go..."
I groaned. "Mia, please...don't feel rejected! It's just, we need to talk, get things straight...you want me to be happy don't you?" I asked her.
I felt like kicking my own ass. "He makes me happy, and I want a chance to do this right...please don't hate me..."
Mia made herself smile finally. "Okay," she agreed softly. "Yeah... god, you both deserve something good for once." She smiled again, holding her arms out.
I sighed, falling into Mia's arms. "Thank you so much...don't know what I'd do without your beautiful ass!" I told her affectionately, squeezing her tight. "Now, I better go and get Dom before half the day is wasted with him in the shower," I said, letting her go and kissing her forehead. "Thanks again," I said, smiling and leaving the room, re-entering Dom's room, knocking on the bathroom door, where the shower still ran.
"Come in if you're beautiful!" Dom yelled from the shower, his deep baritone voice rumbling off the walls.
I laughed, pushing open the door, Dom's frame easily seen behind the glass. "You take longer than a woman to shower," I teased, peering in at him. His naked form never ceased to take my breath away.
"Letty!" he gasped, trying to cover himself. "Scoundrel! You gonna take advantage of me like this?"
I laughed. "Take advantage of you?" I mocked. "I could try, but I doubt I'd get far," I told him, wondering if I should go in there after him.
"Trying to steal my virtue..." Dom frowned darkly at me, backing against the wall.
I grinned devilishly, plunging straight into the shower, clothes and all, pressing myself up against Dom's chest, pinning him to the wall. "Baby...I've stolen all virtue you had to hold..." I told him softly, the warm water streaming down over us.
"Oh... yeah, I forgot..." he snickered a little, letting me hold him against the wall. "Dirty now. Shit." he glanced towards the soap, fetching it dilligently.
I smiled at Dom, stepping back, pulling my shirt up over my head, dropping it in the corner. Next were my jeans, leaving me in my now transparent white underwear.
"You got a problem wiht this?" I asked him innocently, watching him get all flustered.
He shook his head slowly, his hands moving to cover his, uh, nether- regions.
"Nah... no problem here..." His eyes moved up my body, smirking slyly, reaching out to stroke some wet hair off my neck.
I shivered under Dom's touch, his effect on me overpowering. I unclipped my bra, dropping it to the floor, moving close to him, so my lips brushed his lightly.
"This wasn't my idea of going out, you know," I told him lightly, my naked chest pressed against his, my lips on his skin.
"Who got in the shower with who?" he murmured, picking me up and holding me tightly against the wall, pressing hard against me. "Who had to come in here... get me all bothered..."
"So it's my fault?" I asked Dom. "I don't think that's very fair...you were practically begging me to get in here..." I teased.
"I was tryin' to save my virtue..." Dom snickered, bending his head to nibble softly on my neck.
I resisted Dom's lips, holding out on giving in to him.
"You have no virtue," I told him, pulling back from his lips, giving him a shove, pushing him against the wall. Not till he was begging.
"I been used and abused, baby..." he grinned, moving his hands behind his head deliberately. "I need some real love..."
I looked at him with a sharp look. "What are you saying?" I demanded, poking his chest. "You're not gonna get what I gave you anywhere else," I pointed out.
Dom drew me closer with one leg, holding me to him.
"Oh, yeah? No one else can give me what I need like you can, huh..."
I frowned. "Yeah, that's right," I told him. He was purposely trying to bait me, and I was falling for it, hook, line and sinker. "You think you could get something like this?" I asked, feeling stupid and up myself, but I wanted Dom to admit it, that I was what he wanted.
"Somethin' like this?" he looked me up and down, drawing me in close. "Maybe." his arms tightened around me, hugging me close. "Couldn't find a girl loyal to me like you, though... wouldn't want to..."
I smiled, my eyes shining with victory. "I knew you'd give in," I told him, my arms around his waist, bordering on his ass. "Couldn't resist not touching me...could you?"
He exhaled, running his hands over my ass. "You want me to beg... that what you want?" Dom murmured. "Want me to feel bad cause you younger? Cause you Little Letty?"
I shook my head. "I want you to beg because you know you want it," I told him softly, looking up at him from under my eyelashes. "I want you to want me so bad it hurts..." I murmured, blushing as I spoke.
"You feel that?" Dom asked, pulling me against him hard. "You feel how much it hurts? Shit, girl..." he started to smile, lifting me into his arms, my eyes closing as I moaned softly, rubbing myself against him slowly.
"You know I gotta get out of here right now or we'll never leave this house again," I murmured against his shoulder as his length brushed against me through the cotton of my panties.
He groaned. "Don't I know it."
I pulled away and stepped out of the cubicle, as much as I didn't want to. I wrapped myself in a big furry towel and left the bathroom, heading for my room.
Dom's POV:
I exhaled deeply as Letty left, running my hands over my newly shaven head. What the hell was I doing?
I finished up and shut of the taps, stepping out into the cool bathroom, towelling myself off. I dropped the towel, and walked naked back into my room, making sure the door was locked.
I roamed my closet, my thoughts not really on my clothes, but what the hell I was doing with a 17-year-old.
"Fuckin' illegal..." I muttered, rubbing my eyes, confused.
It was wrong, no matter how much I might care for Letty, I couldn't love her, not like she needed to be loved. She was going to be 18 next week and there was no way I could ever give her what she needed. I was a month out of prison. What could I possibly give her.
I pulled on boxer shorts, pacing my room, my thoughts flying around my head like all shit.
As much as she was my girl, Letty wasn't someone who could actually be my woman.
My thoughts were interrupted as my cell phone rang.
"Hello?" I answered distractedly.
"Dominic Toretto..."
Holy shit.
"TK," I responded, sucking in a deep breath.
"What you up to baby?" she drawled.
Don't even let me get started. TK Roberts. My past comin' back to bite me in the ass. Perhaps the most interesting and most fucked up experience of my life.
"Not much, how about you T?" I asked, rubbing my hand yet again over my head.
She laughed. "I was just havin' breakfast, and I got to thinkin' about you..." she said in that familiar southern voice. "And I thought, 'I'm gonna call up my old buddy Dom...'."
I nodded.
What was there to say? She was a beautiful woman, who'd I spent many a nights in the throes of passion with. And she was calling me, to see how I was.
"You still hangin' with Tony's crew?" I asked, making conversation.
TK laughed again. "Oh Dommy boy, you know I ain't callin' to talk shit about my crew, or your crew. I called to talk to you, about catchin' up."
It was my turn to chuckle. "You know that wouldn't be a good idea," I told her. "You know our crews' don' get on..."
"Dominic. Please, no one has to know...meet me. Half an hour. Racer's Edge."
Dial tone.
Fuck. After all this time, she calls now, when I'm 'sposed to have this thing goin' with Letty.
I threw my cell phone onto the unmade bed.
I hated that phone call. I hated myself, because I knew I'd go and meet her.
Leon's POV:
Ahh, coffee. The breakfast of Champions. Screw that weet-bix bullshit.
I sighed, flicking open the car magazine that littered the breakfast bar at the Toretto house. I stayed here more than I did at my own fucking apartment.
"Hey Lee," Mia greeted me as she entered the kitchen.
"Hey girl," I said around a mouthful of coffee. "You been to bed yet?"
She shook her head. "Nah, Letty wanted to talk. Her and Dom are sleeping together."
I laughed. "No shit..."
"You don't seem surprised?" Mia aksed, fetching a coffee cup and filling it up with the black liquid.
I shrugged. "It had to happen eventually."
She smiled at me, taking a sip from the mug.
"V still in bed?" I asked.
She nodded. "'Course he is. After chasing all that Vodka with all that weed he smoked, he'll be out for the next week..."
Mia blew me a kiss as she climbed the stairs and disappeared.
I stifled a yawn as I flicked through a few more pages of my magazine when a form appeared in the doorway.
"Forget your sugar?" I asked with a smile, expecting to see Mia.
"I can pretend I know what you're talking about," Jamie Paige, Vince's sister said, entering the kitchen, her heels clacking loudly on the lineoleum.
I shifted nervously on my bar stool. Jamie and I had a thing. And for some reason, it made me mighty nervous to be around her.
"I thought you were Mia," I said softly as she put a few grocery bags down on the bench.
"Where's Vince?" Jamie asked, putting her bag down next to the bags.
I laughed. "Girl, it's 7am, Saturday morning, the fucker got so wasted last night, i'd be surprised if he actually surfaces today."
Jamie's brow furrowed. "Great, what'd he do?"
I shrugged. "Just some Vodka, weed...the usual."
She shook her head. She was so beautiful. With her sun-kissed blonde hair and electric smile, there was something about her that reduced me to a stumbling fuckwit.
"Can I hang around for a bit?" she asked, sitting down across from me.
I nodded. "'Course," I answered, getting up to get a coffee cup for her. "You want one?"
"Sure," she said. "So, how have you been?"
I filled her cup and set it in front of her. "I've been ok. How have you been, Jamie?"
"I don't know, good I suppose."
I gave her a look. "You suppose?"
She shrugged. "You know me, Leon. I worry about everything. Can't help it. Believe it or not, I still worry about you."
I set my cup down. "Me? Why on earth would you still worry about me, Jamie? I thought you said you never wanted..." I trailed off.
"You still mean something to me, Leon," she said. "I mean, you're Vince's friend. And as much as I don't like it, we had something, so that means I care a little bit more than a stranger would about you."
I smiled. "I never stopped caring about you..."
We were interrupted by the sound of someone clammering down the stairs.
"Hey," Dom said, looking a bit flustered.
He entered and kissed Jamie's cheek.
"Tell Letty I've had to take care of some business, I'll be back later," he said, fishing his keys off the hook.
