Dom's POV
I looked at the clock on my office wall. Four-thirty on the dot. Being that Letty was back in town, I asked her to help me order new parts for the performance shop in my garage. She was supposed to be here hours ago. I had already been sitting in the cool, air conditioned room for an hour, waiting. The air felt so good on my half naked body because it was so damn hot in my house. I sure hoped the air conditioning guys were gonna come sometime today to fix everything.
I heard Vince and Leon talking in a heated discussion, over the engine of a yellow Type-R that they said had been brought in for a quick tune-up by a fine-ass, familiar-looking chick an hour and a half ago while I was under an old Supra, about a Swedish person named Olga who supposedly, according to Leon, had the tits of the century. I was reading the ordering books for Eibach and AEM and I wanted Letty's opinion on everything I ordered.
Where the fuck was she? I had my feet on the desk and was sipping a Corona when I heard the familiar squeal of tires pull up to one of the garage doors. Vince and Leon stopped talking and I heard the door of a car slam shut.
"Whatchu boys lookin' at?" I heard Letty's snapping voice cut through the air of the garage like a knife. I took my feet off the desk and threw down the ordering books. I wanted a damn good explanation from her and I wanted it now. I flexed my muscles evilly and stomped out to where Letty was standing, arms crossed across her chest and glaring playfully at Vince and Leon. Vince was practically drooling at the sight of her in that slutty red tank top and those pants that practically showed everything God gave her.
When I came into view, I barked at Vince.
"Yeah, whatchu boys lookin' at?" I growled. "Get a rag and wipe up that drool, asshole." Vince turned red and accidentally banged his head on the open hood of the banana Integra and cursed when he attempted to focus his attention on something other than my girlfriend. Leon laughed like a hyena for five minutes straight and helped him get cleaned up. Letty was looking at me, her eyes full of guilt.
"So where were you, Let? You were supposed to be here hours ago," I asked her, my voice softer. I took her by the shoulders and pulled her closer to me.
"My mom died." She didn't look at all broken up about it. I looked at her like I didn't understand.
"How?" I asked, stunned. "When?"
"The Arecibo PD called this morning while you and the guys were at the garage. A lady told me over the phone. Said she was murdered by the greasy asshole she ran away with when I was ten. They found her body this morning, and the jerk-off is the prime suspect. So I just needed to be alone, and I totally forgot that I was supposed to come and help you, Dom. I remember you saying that shit last night before we went to sleep and I totally forgot and-"
I cut her off. "Letty, it's okay. I'm so sorry to hear about your mother, you know that, right? I'm not pissed at you." I held her close to me and she practically melted onto my torso.
"Thanks, Dommy."
"So what're ya gonna do? Are you goin' to Puerto Rico?" I asked her. She shook her head.
"Nope, don't have to and don't want to. I just wanna forget about all this, okay?"
I nodded. "You still wanna go look at the ordering books?" I asked, not sure if she'd want to after everything she'd been through. She smiled that wonderful Letty smile, despite her mother, nodded, and sashayed through the open office door. I followed her with a stupid smile on my face that I heard Vince and Leon begin chuckling at.
When we were inside, I flopped back down into my desk chair and Letty sprawled out across the desk. I picked up the Eibach ordering book and began flipping to a page to some springs that I was thinking about ordering. While I was flipping, Letty spoke up.
"So whadja do to my Silvia?" she countered. I looked up at her and stopped flipping. A slow smile spread across my face.
"Listen, there's 'supposedly' a race Friday night down in Hector's section of town. I was thinking about taking the team to check things out, maybe bet in on a few. If you run her, you'll find out then."
Letty smiled. "Well, then. Onto the next subject, who's Teg is that?"
"Some customer, a chick that Vince and Leon said was fine as fuck and looked familiar. Maybe Vince'll get laid when she picks it up."
"Ha, doubtful!" Letty cracked. Her black eyes were sparkling. "Hey, Dom, I just wanna tell ya that I'm glad to be back. I missed you a lot."
"Right back atcha, Mami." I bent up to give her a steamy kiss. Just before it was over, we heard Vince and Leon's voices mixed with a girl's voice. Letty and I peeked out the door and saw a golden blonde head atop of a dark-tanned girl wearing red shorts and a yellow Mugen t-shirt. We couldn't see her face but we could hear Vince as he tripped over his voice over and over. Letty stifled tee-hees and chuckles as we watched Vince make his smooth moves. We heard her polite but definite 'no, thank you' when Vince asked her to go to Cha Cha Cha with him on a date.
"He's so great when it comes to the ladies," Letty whispered sarcastically. The chick handed Leon some money and climbed into the Type- R. She roared off.
"Damn," I said under my breath. Luckily, Letty didn't hear me because she had just busied herself by looking at the AEM book.
"You orderin' intakes and shit, too?" she said, holding up the AEM book.
I sighed. "Yeah. I also wanna get twelve sets of Eibach springs. Niggaz'll pay double the price we get 'em for cuz Harry doesn't sell Eibachs. Harry also doesn't sell Tein springs, just Ground Controls and H & Rs. I think he sells Skunk2, but who the hell gives a shit?"
"Well, Harry charges too damn much for his shit, anyways, Dom."
"I know. That's why everybody'll come here. They can get their springs and have them installed in one visit." I picked up the Tein springs book and began leafing through it. Letty shifted her weight onto her other arm and peered at me. I felt her eyes on me and looked up at her.
"What, Lett?"
"Nothin'," she replied. "I love you, Dommy."
I smiled at her and tousled her ebony hair. "I love ya too, Lett."
I looked at the clock on my office wall. Four-thirty on the dot. Being that Letty was back in town, I asked her to help me order new parts for the performance shop in my garage. She was supposed to be here hours ago. I had already been sitting in the cool, air conditioned room for an hour, waiting. The air felt so good on my half naked body because it was so damn hot in my house. I sure hoped the air conditioning guys were gonna come sometime today to fix everything.
I heard Vince and Leon talking in a heated discussion, over the engine of a yellow Type-R that they said had been brought in for a quick tune-up by a fine-ass, familiar-looking chick an hour and a half ago while I was under an old Supra, about a Swedish person named Olga who supposedly, according to Leon, had the tits of the century. I was reading the ordering books for Eibach and AEM and I wanted Letty's opinion on everything I ordered.
Where the fuck was she? I had my feet on the desk and was sipping a Corona when I heard the familiar squeal of tires pull up to one of the garage doors. Vince and Leon stopped talking and I heard the door of a car slam shut.
"Whatchu boys lookin' at?" I heard Letty's snapping voice cut through the air of the garage like a knife. I took my feet off the desk and threw down the ordering books. I wanted a damn good explanation from her and I wanted it now. I flexed my muscles evilly and stomped out to where Letty was standing, arms crossed across her chest and glaring playfully at Vince and Leon. Vince was practically drooling at the sight of her in that slutty red tank top and those pants that practically showed everything God gave her.
When I came into view, I barked at Vince.
"Yeah, whatchu boys lookin' at?" I growled. "Get a rag and wipe up that drool, asshole." Vince turned red and accidentally banged his head on the open hood of the banana Integra and cursed when he attempted to focus his attention on something other than my girlfriend. Leon laughed like a hyena for five minutes straight and helped him get cleaned up. Letty was looking at me, her eyes full of guilt.
"So where were you, Let? You were supposed to be here hours ago," I asked her, my voice softer. I took her by the shoulders and pulled her closer to me.
"My mom died." She didn't look at all broken up about it. I looked at her like I didn't understand.
"How?" I asked, stunned. "When?"
"The Arecibo PD called this morning while you and the guys were at the garage. A lady told me over the phone. Said she was murdered by the greasy asshole she ran away with when I was ten. They found her body this morning, and the jerk-off is the prime suspect. So I just needed to be alone, and I totally forgot that I was supposed to come and help you, Dom. I remember you saying that shit last night before we went to sleep and I totally forgot and-"
I cut her off. "Letty, it's okay. I'm so sorry to hear about your mother, you know that, right? I'm not pissed at you." I held her close to me and she practically melted onto my torso.
"Thanks, Dommy."
"So what're ya gonna do? Are you goin' to Puerto Rico?" I asked her. She shook her head.
"Nope, don't have to and don't want to. I just wanna forget about all this, okay?"
I nodded. "You still wanna go look at the ordering books?" I asked, not sure if she'd want to after everything she'd been through. She smiled that wonderful Letty smile, despite her mother, nodded, and sashayed through the open office door. I followed her with a stupid smile on my face that I heard Vince and Leon begin chuckling at.
When we were inside, I flopped back down into my desk chair and Letty sprawled out across the desk. I picked up the Eibach ordering book and began flipping to a page to some springs that I was thinking about ordering. While I was flipping, Letty spoke up.
"So whadja do to my Silvia?" she countered. I looked up at her and stopped flipping. A slow smile spread across my face.
"Listen, there's 'supposedly' a race Friday night down in Hector's section of town. I was thinking about taking the team to check things out, maybe bet in on a few. If you run her, you'll find out then."
Letty smiled. "Well, then. Onto the next subject, who's Teg is that?"
"Some customer, a chick that Vince and Leon said was fine as fuck and looked familiar. Maybe Vince'll get laid when she picks it up."
"Ha, doubtful!" Letty cracked. Her black eyes were sparkling. "Hey, Dom, I just wanna tell ya that I'm glad to be back. I missed you a lot."
"Right back atcha, Mami." I bent up to give her a steamy kiss. Just before it was over, we heard Vince and Leon's voices mixed with a girl's voice. Letty and I peeked out the door and saw a golden blonde head atop of a dark-tanned girl wearing red shorts and a yellow Mugen t-shirt. We couldn't see her face but we could hear Vince as he tripped over his voice over and over. Letty stifled tee-hees and chuckles as we watched Vince make his smooth moves. We heard her polite but definite 'no, thank you' when Vince asked her to go to Cha Cha Cha with him on a date.
"He's so great when it comes to the ladies," Letty whispered sarcastically. The chick handed Leon some money and climbed into the Type- R. She roared off.
"Damn," I said under my breath. Luckily, Letty didn't hear me because she had just busied herself by looking at the AEM book.
"You orderin' intakes and shit, too?" she said, holding up the AEM book.
I sighed. "Yeah. I also wanna get twelve sets of Eibach springs. Niggaz'll pay double the price we get 'em for cuz Harry doesn't sell Eibachs. Harry also doesn't sell Tein springs, just Ground Controls and H & Rs. I think he sells Skunk2, but who the hell gives a shit?"
"Well, Harry charges too damn much for his shit, anyways, Dom."
"I know. That's why everybody'll come here. They can get their springs and have them installed in one visit." I picked up the Tein springs book and began leafing through it. Letty shifted her weight onto her other arm and peered at me. I felt her eyes on me and looked up at her.
"What, Lett?"
"Nothin'," she replied. "I love you, Dommy."
I smiled at her and tousled her ebony hair. "I love ya too, Lett."
