Heh. Sorry for ending it the way I did. I would have continued but I was tired of typing and wanted to go lay down. Then I wanted to post as soon as I could. Yeah. So... here's Chapter 13... hope you like it.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: Just a Love Machine

"Letty. What?" Dom asked.

"I said you had a baby with my sister." He raised an eyebrow.

"I heard that the first time. How do you figure that?" He questioned. I chuckled and shook my head.

"Did you know?"

"All I know is I have two kids. Both with you. I've never heard of any other kid with any other woman." I nodded and looked down at my hands. "What made you assume that I had a kid with your sister?"

"Because when she left him with me... She said she couldn't tell me who his father was because he was engaged when it happened." He looked at me and nodded a little. "So, who would you think it was? Especially when you know you were one who slept with her around that time." He sighed and sat down on the edge of my bed. I leaned against my door and looked at him.

"So, what do you want to do?" He asked. "I don't know if he's mine. She didn't talk to me after I pretty much told her to 'fuck off' because I didn't want her." He looked up at me. "I wanted you, I always have and always will."

"Dom, I think it may be best if you leave. Just leave. Get out. I don't want you in my life anymore. I'm tired of all the pain you put me through. Leave." He stood and then sat back down. I looked at him.

"I'm not leaving."

"Any why not?" I questioned.

"I've practically been a deadbeat for seven, eight years. I don't wanna be any longer." I sighed and it was quiet for a long while. "I heard you and your brother talking."

"What?" I questioned. "You were listening in on our conversation?" He nodded and stood up, which put us almost directly in front of each other.

"I want to see my son." He said fairly loudly. I nodded and looked around. "Now. Take me to where ever he is."

"I told you he died. Two days after he was born." He shook his head.

"Bullshit, Letty, I heard you guys talking. I heard you tell him you told me that he was dead. Then I heard him tell you he needs both of his parents in his life. Where is he?"

"Dom, don't worry about it. It wouldn't be fair to him to meet you now in his life."

"Letty!" He screamed at me. "I want to see him."

"No." I said through my teeth. He stepped closer to me and I felt a stinging in my cheek. "Gee, thanks for that Dom." He took a deep breath and I shook my head. I reached behind me and opened the door. My brother was standing right there, glaring at Dom. "I believe you know your way out." Dom crossed his arms and stood there. "Get out of my house. Now."

"Not till you tell me where my son is." I turned to look at Joe and he looked at me. He made a face that asked if I needed help and I shook my head a little. He nodded and looked over me to Dom.

"Touch my sister again, I swear I'll put your fuckin ass in ICU." Joe said before turning to the stairs. I closed the door and Dom looked at me.

"He doesn't like you."

"Yeah, I can tell." He said smartly. It was quiet for another minute and I leaned back against the door. "I'm sorry I slapped you. I was mad."

"Yep." I nodded and he looked down. He looked down. I could easily take him out, and he could easily take me out... but we've never tried since we started to get serious.

"Why doesn't your brother like me?" He questioned.

"I tell my brother everything. About Kendra, about me and you and about our kids and James and everything. He knows everything." Dom nodded and I looked over his shoulder at my dresser. I moved passed him and over to it. I opened the top drawer and pulled out a small photo album. I turned back toward Dom and handing it to him.

"What's this?" He asked. I nodded toward it and he opened it. He started to flip through it and frowned. He moved back toward my bed and sat down on it. I nodded a little and watched his facial expressions. It was strange how often it changed from smiling to almost crying.

"Tomorrow's his eighth birthday. I wanted to give him something nice. I couldn't think of anything nice to buy him or anything. I've bought him everything he's ever asked for, which isn't much, but he still has it." I wiped my eyes a little. "So, I decided this year, why not make him something special for his birthday? So I did. It's a mini scrapbook about him and how he got started and everything great about him." Dom ran his thumb over a his sons baby picture and looked up at me.

"That's my son?" He asked. His eyes were pink, trying to hold back tears. I nodded and he smiled a little. "He looks just like me."

"Dominic Jr. DJ." He nodded. He knew. I told him a while back, but I refreshed his memory just in case he forgot.

"You need one more picture in here."

"What am I missing?" I asked.

"Us."

"What do you mean?" He opened to the third picture.

"There's a picture of us when we first met. What about now? He should know that both of his parents are still alive and happy." I nodded and smiled a little bit.

"Yeah. My camera's downstairs." I started for the door but he grabbed my wrist.

"Come here." He said patting his lap. I stepped toward him and he pulled me down onto his lap. "Letty, I love you. And I'm sorry for anything and everything I've ever done that's hurt you." I nodded a little and he smiled.

"Dom. I'm sorry for not telling you that you had a son, but it's not like I didn't try."

"I love you."

"I love you." He leaned forward and kissed me softly. I smiled and nodded. He smiled and kissed me more roughly. I pushed him back on the bed and sat on his hips. He grinned up at me so I grinned back. "Oh, all the dirty things I want to do to you".

Lol. I loved ending that. Sorry, I don't do sex scenes. First off, I'm too young to do them. Second off, I don't want people getting off on my stories. That's just... weird. Eww... now I have thoughts of that in my head. :Screams:

Did I mention that I own four copies of this movie? Like, seriously. Two VHS and two DVDs. One VHS is recorded offa STARZ and it has the little logo in the corner, but not commercials. The second VHS is the actual movie. Then on DVD I have the regualr version and the tricked out version. I was supposed to return the Tricked out Edition to Media Play because it had scratches all over it and it was used, but I kept it. With the money I got back, I got Pitch Black. Lol.

So yeah... Read, I guess you've already done that, huh? Now, give me a review. Thanks and I love you!