CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Talk Of Races

"What? Letty... engaged?" Dom questioned. I nodded and picked up his beer, taking a small drink. He looked hard at me and I took another drink and sat it down. I picked up his hand and gently ran my fingers over it. I pulled it up and kissed his ring finger softly.

"Dom..." I whispered lightly. He smiled and nodded.

"I get it now." I smiled and dropped his hand.

"See. You always jump to conclusions." He nodded and sighed a little.

"Well, the question still remains. I thought since you left, everything was off." I shook my head and he nodded. "But will you marry me?"

"Of course. I want nothing more than to marry you Dom." He smiled and nodded. He leaned over and kissed me. There was more there than in a regular kiss, that kiss meant something. Something real. We were interrupted by somebody clearing their throat. We both looked up, it wasn't the guy who was our waiter but she had two burgers on plates.

"Hey." Dom said to her softly. She rolled her eyes and she set the plates down in front of us. "What's up?"

"Nothing, Dom." She said. She seemed irritated.

"Yes huh."

"No. It's nothing."

"Yes it is. Tell me." He said a little more sternly. She sighed and looked at me then at him. "What?"

"That's the problem. No wonder Letty left your sorry punk ass. Your always screwin around with some slutty ass hoe. Excuse me." She said looking at me. I raised an eyebrow. Did she just call me a slutty ass hoe? "Enjoy your food." She rolled her eyes and walked away.

"Me-ow!" I said loudly. She stopped but didn't turn, she continued to walk. I looked at Dom and he smiled a little.

"I'll be back. Go ahead and start eating." I nodded and he slid out of the booth. I reached across the table for my Pepsi and took a drink. I set it down closer to me and looked at my burger. I heard a clatter from behind the counter, probably in the kitchen. I looked toward the direction and then back at my burger. I scooted out of the booth and walked to the counter. I heard Dom and the woman arguing. The guy who was our original waiter was sitting at the counter flipping through a magazine. I watched as he pulled a notepad out of his back pocket. He scribbled down a number and a few words.

"What's up?" He asked me. I shook my head. "Is there something wrong with your food? Need a refill?" I shook my head.

"Actually, yeah. Can I get a Corona?" He nodded and turned in his seat. He turned back around and set a bottle on the counter. "Thanks." I looked down at his magazine and it had a picture of a car similar to mine on it. "Nice car."

"I used to know somebody with a car like that." He looked up at me and smiled.

"You into cars?" He questioned. I nodded and smiled a bit.

"Well, not so much anymore." He nodded and flipped the page. I opened my page and took a seat on a stool that was there. He flipped the page again and sighed a little. It was a magazine article about some special racer, legal too.

"I knew him once."

"What happened?" I asked opening my bottle. He shrugged a little.

"My best girl friend left. He had some smart ass remarks to say about it. Me and him argued about it, fought. He left and went pro." I nodded. "We used to street race." I took a drink of beer and smiled at him.

"You still do it?"

"Do what?"

"Street race?" He leaned in and looked into my eyes. It caught me off guard.

"Are you a cop?" Well, that was stupid.

"You'd think you'd ask that before you said you used to street race. Your one strange man. No, I aint a cop." He nodded and leaned back.

"Yeah we still do it."

"And where would one find a race, say tonight?" He took flipped to a blank page in his notepad and wrote down an address. He tore it out and folded it in half. He closed his notepad and put it in his back pocket. "Here?" I asked taking the paper. I opened it and there were two street names written and an address under it.

"Where the streets cross." I nodded, I actually got that. "After." I nodded again. He smiled. "Glad you get that."

"Of course I get it. I grew up around this stuff. I live for it."

"So, I take it... I'll see you there tonight." I looked into the kitchen and Dom was standing there with his hands on his hips. He looked irritated but I looked back at the guy.

"I'll try to be." He smiled and nodded.

"That your boyfriend?" He asked nodding toward Dom. I nodded and he nodded. "That's his sister. She don't like him dating girls. Not since his fiance left him. He's a cheater. I wouldn't trust him. I mean, he could have changed... but I wouldn't expect it." I frowned and he sighed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."

"Nah, it's cool."

"No... it's not. I shouldn't have said anything." I shrugged. "I'm really sorry. How long have you known Dom?"

"I've known him since I was little."

"Really? I don't believe I know you. I've known Dom since I was like fifteen." I smiled a little. "Do I know you?" I shrugged and I felt arms around me.

"Shit." I said quietly. I looked over my shoulder and it was Dom.

"Sorry baby. I didn't mean to scare you." I shook my head and he smiled. He leaned down and started kissing my neck. He smelled super strong like alcohol but he didn't drink hardly. I turned in my seat.

"Dom. What happened?" He was literally dripping wet with beer. He shrugged and kissed my cheek. The woman came out of the kitchen with an evil look on her face.

"I want you out of here." She said staring me down. My eyebrow arched and she glared hard at me. I looked at Dom and he had a cut on his chest.

"Dom. What happened?"

"My sister threw beer bottles at me."

"Yes. I'm his sister. I want you out of my fuckin diner." Damn, Dom... your sister has changed. She had blond hair and she was boy-ish looking. Huh. I decided it was better to leave than to fight. After all, I knew we'd be seeing alot more of each other.

"Aight." I said tugging Dom by his wet t-shirt. "Let's go have dirty shameless sex on your living room floor. Oo, or the kitchen counter or in the car. Oh, that sounds like so much fun." I said, just to piss off Mia. Damn I was good. Dom followed me out of the diner and we started toward his place.

Next chapter... tomorrow-ish. Not sure yet. Maybe Wednesday.