Reliving the Past: Chapter 6: Rated R: Letty's POV:
I came downstairs with a small towel draped across my shoulders. I was wearing a white a tank top with Dom's gray boxers, showing my golden brown arms and legs. I've been wearing Dom's boxers ever since he went away. They were just so comfortable.
I stepped in the living room and found Dom and Vince sitting on the couch, talking and laughing. They saw me and smiled. "Hey, Lett!" Vince grinned.
"Hey!" I replied softly, glancing over at Dom. He just smiled at me and nodded. I think he still felt bad about what happened. Well, whatever. He made up his mind once and for all. No problem of mine.I hope.
"V!" Mia called from the kitchen, "Can you come here for a sec?"
Vince shook his head and sighed getting up. I watched as he went into the kitchen and looked over at Dom. He got up and walked over to me. "You look good," he smirked, rubbing my arms.
"Thanks," I smiled, shivering at his touch. I looked down at his boxers and smirked, "I figured you wouldn't mind."
"I don't," he replied, shaking his head. He laid a soft kiss on my forehead and went into the kitchen. I couldn't keep my eyes off him. It was like I was possessed. I couldn't even blink. I shook my head and walked in the kitchen after him.
"V!" Mia whined, "C'mon! Please!"
"NO!" Vince growled, "I won't do it!"
"Do what?" I asked, leaning against the counter next to Dom.
"He won't try the pasta I made for dinner," Mia answered, glaring at Vince.
"Why not?" Dom replied, arching an eyebrow, "Mia's the best cook here."
"Dawg, she tried to poison me last time," Vince said, pointing to Mia.
"What?!" Mia and I growled in unison.
"Remember? After I ate that steak she cooked two days ago, I had a stomach ache and I was passing gas everywhere!" he said, rubbing his head.
"Um, V.that was my fault," I replied, raising my hand, "I was the one that cooked that."
"You did?" Vince arched an eyebrow.
"Yeah," I answered nervously.
He looked at Mia and glared at her. "Why the hell did you let her cook? You know she can't cook for shit!"
"Hey!" I interrupted.
"Sorry, babygirl," he replied, raising a hand at me, "but it's true."
I thought about it for a minute and nodded with a pout on my face. Dom chuckled, rubbing my back softly.
"I told her I was gonna be late coming home and I told her to cook it because I didn't think cooking a steak would be that hard!" she growled, glaring at me.
I turned away and buried my face in Dom's shoulder. He smiled and kissed the top of my head.
"Fine," Vince sighed, walking over to Mia, "Let me try it."
Mia grinned and scooped up some pasta with a fork, blowing it for Vince to taste it.
My head was still buried in Dom's shoulder, but I couldn't help but smile. He smells so good.
"If it makes you feel any better," Dom whispered in my ear, grinning, "I can't for shit either."
I raised my head off his shoulder and looked at him, smiling. He kissed my head and smiled back. For some reason, I didn't mind that his hand was on my ass, rubbing it soothingly.
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~ML~
I came downstairs with a small towel draped across my shoulders. I was wearing a white a tank top with Dom's gray boxers, showing my golden brown arms and legs. I've been wearing Dom's boxers ever since he went away. They were just so comfortable.
I stepped in the living room and found Dom and Vince sitting on the couch, talking and laughing. They saw me and smiled. "Hey, Lett!" Vince grinned.
"Hey!" I replied softly, glancing over at Dom. He just smiled at me and nodded. I think he still felt bad about what happened. Well, whatever. He made up his mind once and for all. No problem of mine.I hope.
"V!" Mia called from the kitchen, "Can you come here for a sec?"
Vince shook his head and sighed getting up. I watched as he went into the kitchen and looked over at Dom. He got up and walked over to me. "You look good," he smirked, rubbing my arms.
"Thanks," I smiled, shivering at his touch. I looked down at his boxers and smirked, "I figured you wouldn't mind."
"I don't," he replied, shaking his head. He laid a soft kiss on my forehead and went into the kitchen. I couldn't keep my eyes off him. It was like I was possessed. I couldn't even blink. I shook my head and walked in the kitchen after him.
"V!" Mia whined, "C'mon! Please!"
"NO!" Vince growled, "I won't do it!"
"Do what?" I asked, leaning against the counter next to Dom.
"He won't try the pasta I made for dinner," Mia answered, glaring at Vince.
"Why not?" Dom replied, arching an eyebrow, "Mia's the best cook here."
"Dawg, she tried to poison me last time," Vince said, pointing to Mia.
"What?!" Mia and I growled in unison.
"Remember? After I ate that steak she cooked two days ago, I had a stomach ache and I was passing gas everywhere!" he said, rubbing his head.
"Um, V.that was my fault," I replied, raising my hand, "I was the one that cooked that."
"You did?" Vince arched an eyebrow.
"Yeah," I answered nervously.
He looked at Mia and glared at her. "Why the hell did you let her cook? You know she can't cook for shit!"
"Hey!" I interrupted.
"Sorry, babygirl," he replied, raising a hand at me, "but it's true."
I thought about it for a minute and nodded with a pout on my face. Dom chuckled, rubbing my back softly.
"I told her I was gonna be late coming home and I told her to cook it because I didn't think cooking a steak would be that hard!" she growled, glaring at me.
I turned away and buried my face in Dom's shoulder. He smiled and kissed the top of my head.
"Fine," Vince sighed, walking over to Mia, "Let me try it."
Mia grinned and scooped up some pasta with a fork, blowing it for Vince to taste it.
My head was still buried in Dom's shoulder, but I couldn't help but smile. He smells so good.
"If it makes you feel any better," Dom whispered in my ear, grinning, "I can't for shit either."
I raised my head off his shoulder and looked at him, smiling. He kissed my head and smiled back. For some reason, I didn't mind that his hand was on my ass, rubbing it soothingly.
Luv y'all! Please Review!
~ML~