A/N- A word of caution: things get a little intimate in this chapter. Please don't read this if you know you shouldn't be.

Letty's POV:

"If it were over you would have told me to go to hell already Letty."

His voice- God. Doesn't he know I can't tell him to go to hell because I don't want him there with me? These last six years I've been there and back. I thought I was out, thought I'd done my time in Purgatory. Then this.

"Baby Please."

I can't say yes. I won't say yes. Berto will understand. I can be Auntie Letty. He'll see. The sob bursts out and I shake my head in denial.

"Mira-" He tries to-

"No!" I push him away and stand up.

"I don't know who you take me for Dominic Torretto. But. I. Am. Not. Her. Any. More." I put space between us.

He's still on his knees. "What would you have me do Letty?" His voice is tired.

"I don't know." I find myself on my knees next to him and somehow his face is in my hands. "I used to love you so fucking much."

"I still love you," Dom says it like it's an oath, a solemn vow.

I search his eyes for something that will stop the doubt.

He kisses me, offering me physical proof instead of verbal. In six years not one man has ever been able to make the memory of Dominic Torretto fade. Even Father Time failed at that.

Dom doesn't start with the nibbling kisses he used to tease me with. He plays dirty. He picks me up and lifts me onto the sofa. I sink into the cushions and his kiss simultaneously. When he sucks on my neck and collar bone, everything else disappears- including our time apart.

We made love right there. I was surprised because it wasn't a mindless blur.

Dom stopped to ask me if I was on the pill.

I remember watching his face as it fell just a little when I said yes.

He did the oddest thing then- instead of just going ahead he stopped altogether.

"Are you sure you want to do this right now Letty?"

His voice was… I don't know how to describe it. I could here the hope, the fear, the hint of anger and frustration- everything. I could hear everything he wasn't saying in those words.

But it was a strange question. I'd taken off my own panties and helped him out of his boxers. That he was asking me, with that voice that spoke volumes even in his harsh whisper- I melted.

"Dominic, I- I want you." My teeth graze his neck and I reach up to kiss his lips again.

He places two fingers on my lips, stopping me. "But you love David."

I close my eyes and nod. "I do."

Dom shifted his weight back and began to pull himself away from me, but I stopped him. I locked my ankles around his hips and pulled him forward.

"No. Don't leave me." I feel his heart stop at my words. "Dominic please," I say fighting the urge to cry. "Make me believe you still love me."

"I do. Oh god Letty, I do love you. I'll always love you." He says the words over and over again.

I kiss him and lift my hips up to his. "Show me."