Chapter 4

Dom was surveying his crowded living room. He loved his parties because he loved having his fiands around. He was a bit dissapointed that Connar hadn't gotten there yet but it was only 9:30. What was he worrying about? She'd eventually show, she always comes to his parties. Why was he woriad if she was coming or not, anyway? His thoughts went from Connar to Letty. He wondered how she was doing at her brother's. Maybe she'd never come back. He didn't much care. He loved her, but she left for the stupidest reason. All because of Daredevil, he thought, what is her name anyway?

He needed to get another beer so he went through the hallway into the kitchen. He'd already had a lot of beers but one more wouldn't hurt him. Brian and Mia were making out over by the sink. He shook his head, "Dude, Brian, back off my sister. That's disgusting." What could he say, Mia was his baby sister and seeing her kiss someone, even if it was Brian, made him feel over protective.

Brian just laughed, "You're right. You should punish us and sent us up to her room." He joked and picking Mia up cariad her into the living room. He heard the doorbell ring and multiple "Hey's" coming from his living room. He grabbed two beers, opened them, and walked back into his living room. He stepped over a sleeping Hector and kicked him in the leg, "Hey, vato, this isn't a hotel. Wake up or get the fuck out." Hector rolled over, and laughing said, "I wasn't sleeping, I was resting my eyes."

Dom looked around the room looking for the new person that had come in, his gaze settled onto Connar who was sitting squished between Leon and Jesse, who were playing XBOX. Dom walked over and handed her the beer, "About time you got here." he said with a smirk. He sat in a recliner across the room. He didn't take his eyes off Connar. He couldn't take his eyes off of Connar.

He noticed, how when she smiled, a small dimple showed on each of her cheeks. Her emerald green eyes were filled with laughter when she stole the controller from Leon and started playing in Leon's place, telling him that, "...you can't shoot a guy for shit." He watched her two lip rings glint in the light when she said it. He liked how she had her piercings placed on her bottom lip right next to each other. She was wearing a black "Vans Warped Tour '98" T-shirt that had been washed too many times. Her overalls were left hanging low on her hips and she was wearing her bright green Converse shoes. She had her sholder-length, dyed, midnight blue-almost black hair in a pony tail. Dom shook his head and tiad to get the image he was getting out of his mind. No, he thought, I can't think of Connar that way. But, he just couldn't help it.

Connar looked up from the TV screen and over to Dom. He noticed that she had caught him staring at her. Connar threw the controller back at Leon and told him, "Here, try and shoot the bad guys. That's the point of the game." She walked over to Dom, who had now gotten up, and thrust her empty beer bottle at him, "I want another one." she said smiling.

"Sure. The fridge is in the kitchen." He said pointing to the empty hall way, which led into the kitchen. Connar glared at him but then just laughed. She shoved his sholder and stepped out into the hallway and walked towards the kitchen door. Before she opened it, Dom had grabbed her arm, and turned her to face him. He cupped his hands around her face and looked into her green eyes. Suddenly, his lips were on hers. He didn't want a slow kiss, he wanted her mouth all over his, and fast. He needed her, now.

She pushed away and looked at him with her mouth opened. What the hell, she thought, is he doing? What about Letty? This is wrong, so wrong. But she wanted it so bad. She had wanted it since the first day she layed eyes on Dom. She told herself not to think about Letty and pushed him back down, letting him trail bites down her throat.

"We should-" he said pausing to bite her ear, "-go upstairs." Connar let Dom push her up the stairs, the whole time, biting and kissing her neck. At the top of the stairs, Dom was already pulling off her shirt. He pushed her against the door, looking for the knob with his hand, still nibbling on her ears, while Connar unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the floor.

He finally got the door opened and pushed her inside. He shut the door behind him and was already unclasping Connar's bra with one hand while his free hand was trailing it's way down her back. He pushed her backward untill she fell onto his bed. He let her take off his shirt and run her hands over his biceps and abs. He kissed her deeply, Connar moaned and kissed him back.

"Eu precisao de ti." Connar said breaking away from his kiss.

Dom looked into her eyes and laughed. He kissed her mouth and then trailed kisses down her flat tummy while taking off her pants and panties. He was too drunk to realize that what he was doing might be wrong.