Chapter 36 - Getting Crazy
Kat watched Hector's arms drop almost like it was slow motion. She let the clutch out and floored the gas. Her car sat back on it's back tires and screamed like banshee. She got off the line ahead of the other two racers. She was like a blur to the boy in the red car. He'd never seen her coming. It was part of the advantage she knew she had. Till men raced her they never figured she had it in her to beat them. Well the new kid was paying the price.
Kat hit 7000 rpm's and waited another nanosecond till 7500 and hit second. Her rims were like a blur of chrome and purple light from her tirefly's. The car was hunkered down on it's suspension like a thouralbred horse leaning into the wind. She hadn't even allowed herself to check where Leon was. She figured she'd lapped the kid already but Leon was no doubt neck and neck with her.
She slammed the car into third, her short shifter made the throws between gears quick and precise. She immediately floored it again after the shift to third and the car growled and flew ahead. The engine noise as she flew by the crowds was exhilarating to them. Real racers knew they were watching the real deal as the Yellow Skyline did it's level best to keep up with it's black counterpart.
As far as Leon was concerned the other car was as black as sin, like a black bat straight out of hell, and he's swear his white angel driving it must have sold her very soul to the devil to move any car this fast. If she even had a soul left to sell. She was blazingly fast. He could tell when she shifted because the car lurched, but it was almost unperceivable, he only picked up on it because he knew what to look for. It was like she and the car were one fluid being. Leon hit third. He had his gas peddle to the floor, he was keeping up in her blind spot but it was taking everything he could give. The car was at full throttle and the noise in the cabin was deafening. Kat hit her fourth gear and started to pull away from him. He winced for what he was going to do to his poor baby and downshifted to second. The car hit 8000 rpm's and the roar was literally painful to his ears but he started to catch her. He'd swear she didn't even care where he was. She was just running the car as fast and as furious as she could, hurling toward the finish, flying through space and time without regard for her own safety or thought to where he was.
Kat hit 5th, only letting off on the gas long enough to shift and pop the clutch. She didn't know how fast she was going. She didn't know where Leon was, didn't know if the kid in the red car was even still a factor. She wasn't thinking about any of that anyway. All she was thinking of was getting her car over the line in the best time she ever posted. It wouldn't be official of course but had a system in her fuel management computer system that timed her ΒΌ mile. She'd have a fair idea how she'd done. She couldn't see anything on the sides of the road. The scenery just flashed by, the lights on the cars blocking off the course were like streaks of light. It was like the amusement park, on the rides. When you were dipping and spinning around the lights took on auras and make streaks in your vision. At these speeds that's how Kat saw the lights. She was ready for NOS. Didn't know if she even needed it to win or not and was using it anyway.
Leon watched her widen the gap between them and knew frustration. And admiration. Kat was the real deal. He had been right all that time ago when he speculated she was Dom in a female body. She had the will to win at any cost and she flew by everything you threw at her. The only way to sum it up was Damn she's fast. He was trying, he really was. He didn't want his ex girlfriend to beat him. But he didn't have a choice. She was widening the gap. Leon checked his gauges and decided to give it his all anyway. He gave his car her first shot of NOS. His tires squealed and stuck and he was thrown back into the seat. He watched the lights blur and watched Kat's tail lights get closer for a split second before she decided to rub salt in his wounds and use her NOS even though he'd never have caught her if they raced all night.
Kat hit her NOS and the force of the jolt threw her back so hard it almost hurt her neck. She needed both hands on the wheel to hold it on the course. She could see where she thought the finish was. She kept it floored the whole time. She flashed by the finish two cars ahead of Leon, who was three cars ahead of the poor kid in the red car. As she crossed the finish she let up on the gas, which signaled her timer that the race was over and to stop counting. She looked at the numbers. She'd done the quarter mile in 9.0 seconds. A new personal best for sure, and a phenomenal time.
She didn't even know if she'd won, but she did her best. She drove back to the finish line once she'd gotten the car stopped and turned around. Sean and Stacy and Kale came running up to her.
"Did I win?" Kat asked nervously.
"Did you win? Are you serious?" Stacy asked her.
"Yeah, I just ran Stacy, I just ran and ran. I didn't pay attention to anything else. I just ran." She gasped out, she was still trying to get her breath back from the exhilaration of having moved her car up to 170.
"Well you just ran to a two car length win over the yellow car and 5 over the red." Kale informed her. "What was your quarter mile time? And don't tell me you don't know. I know you set the timer."
"It came out to 9.0" Kat answered, she had her breathing slightly more under control. Edwin walked up to them.
"Here's what you won." He handed her two thousand dollars. "Girl, that was one hell of a race. But you know you only beat Leon by two car lengths? I figured you'd have him by at least 5. He's one hell of a driver."
"Yeah, he is." Kat admitted honestly and blushed at how he was even one hell of a driver with her in his lap. "He mighta beaten me if his car was more evenly matched."
"Good of you to admit Kat." Dom said from behind her.
"Damn it Dom. Don't do that to me when I'm still hopped up on adrenaline unless you wanna become intimately acquainted with how a testicle retrieval operation works." She hated it when people came up behind her.
"Funny. Well, I just wanted to tell you that was one hell of a ride. I can totally understand why it's important to you that people take you seriously. When we race, you're gonna be some real competition for me." Dom smirked.
"You'd better believe it." Kat answered, knowing that with NIRA resting on her race against Dom there was no way she'd let him win that one.
They organized another race and Kat made Stacy enter it. He raced against Rome, who was still staying with Brian, and some Asian guy. Stacy won. At around 1am they broke up from the warehouse and everyone headed home. Kat just went back to her place because as she had said she wasn't going to Dom's unless Vince came for her. She knew Vince didn't know that but she figured if he really wanted to see her he'd think to come get her. She'd just stashed her money when the bell rang. She ran down and got the door open just ahead of Kale.
"Hey Vince."
"Kat, you comin', you promised me a drinkin' lesson."
"So I did. Guy's I'ma go hang out with Vince at his house for awhile, ok?"
"You sure 'bout that Kat?" Sean looked worried.
"Yep, I think I really am." She answered and took the hand Vince was holding out to her. "You know where I am if you need me. Just don't let Stacy go over there." Kat laughed and so did Stacy.
"Haha, very funny Kitten." Stacy shoved her out the door. "Go with the punk here and have fun."
"I thought that Leon was whitebread and punk?" Kat asked with a smartass smile.
"Yeah well whitebread doesn't fit this one but punk does." Stacy laughed.
"I think the whole lot of 'em are Italian." Kat answered.
"You got us." Vince said. He knew that Stacy was just kidding with him.
"You bring her back in the shape you borrowed her in homeboy or it's yo ass." Stacy added to Vince as he shut the door.
"I don't know if I want to take you anywhere now. What if I get you dirty?" Vince asked with a wink.
"Vince, if we hit the tequila you'll get me dirty and then some. Let's go." She laughed and pulled him along by his hand. Vince followed along laughing in her wake. "You think he's gonna flip out?" Kat asked on the way up the walk of the house. Vince knew who she meant.
"Maybe. The question is will he flip over you being here, you being here with me, or you beating him." Vince answered and hauled her around to the back of the house. "We'll go in back here." They walked into the house and into the kitchen. Guys that recognized her from races and from her articles said hi. Kat was having second thoughts about doing this, then she saw Leon with a blonde skank in his lap.
"So where's the liquor?" Kat asked. Leon had this coming.
"Just a second you little alchie." Vince laughed and got the tequila. "So how do we do these body shots you spoke of?"
"First we get a little happy." Kat grinned and took the bottle of liquor from Vince. She downed a big swig right out of the bottle.
"Slow down little one." Vince took the bottle from her. He noticed Leon and then changed his mind, he turned it into a joke. "Save me some." He took a big drink out of the bottle and handed it back. Kat took another swig and just stood still for a second. She could feel the warmth of the tequila flowing through her already. Must be the adrenaline mixing with it. She took another big drink and handed it back to Vince. They had a crowd already, watching them. He took another gulp. "Now what?"
"Now we need salt and lemons." Kat answered and the crowd cheered.
"Ok, well, salt's no problem." Vince got the salt and then opened the fridge. "What'dya know. A lemon." Vince was surprised they had a lemon but he really wanted to know what she was gonna do with it. She cut it into wedges.
"Ok, hold this in your teeth like this." She stuck the fruit in his mouth, peel side in and juicy side hanging out. "You sure you never did this before?" She was already lightly toasted, well on her way to drunk out of her mind.
"Positive." He mumbled out around the lemon. The crowd cheered. They knew what they were about to see. Kat made Vince sit down because he was so much taller then her. She pushed his tank top off to the side of his neck, exposing his tattooed shoulder. The crowd cheered again, they were ready to see this action and jealous of Vince. "Well?"
"Gimme a second boy, geese." She got a shot glass and poured a double. She held the salt in one hand and the shot in the other. She proceeded to lick Vince's shoulder right over his dragon. Vince just watched her do it. He'd really never done this before and when she said she hoped he didn't mind if Leon got a little mad she wasn't kidding. If he saw this he was gonna be a lot mad. She sprinkled salt on his wet shoulder, licked the salt off and then shot the tequila. She then took the lemon out of his mouth with her own and sucked the juice out of it. "And that is the easy way to do a body shot." She smirked at the look on his face. "You wanna try?" She raised one eyebrow.
"Hell yeah." Vince answered and took the salt from her. He stuck a lemon wedge between her teeth and then poured his shot. He shoved her top off her shoulder and licked her the same way she'd licked him and sprinkled the salt on her collarbone. "Ready?" He asked her.
"When you are." She answered in cocky Kat fashion. Vince licked the salt off her with one swipe of his wet tongue, pounded back the shot and took the lemon from her mouth. She laughed at the feel of his beard on her face, it tickled. It very much looked like they kissed. Only they knew they were just having a good time. Vince had to admit he was a little turned on by the whole thing but he figured that was normal.
"So you said there's another way to do this?" Vince asked her after the third shot they did in similar fashion with a big audience the whole time.
"Yeah, but it's more complicated." Kat was starting to lose her pronunciation of words a bit from the sheer amount of liquor in the very short amount of time. She was starting to sound like a New Yorker again.
"Well, how does it work?" Having been introduced to male, female drinking games Vince was intrigued.
Kat shrugged her shoulder and Vince thought she was being coy, but when she didn't put her shoulder back down he was very intrigued. She took the tequila and poured the hollow of her collarbone full. "Kay, get the liquor out of my shoulder boy, that's the complicated kind." She gave Vince an evil grin that said, 'you put me up to this after all.' She was still straddling him in a chair to make them about the same height. Vince slurped the liquor off her body and she threw her head back and laughed because his chin hair tickled her skin.
"Oh, that tickles does it?" He asked her and brushed his beard over her shoulder again. She wiggled to get away, laughing. The crowd was loving their antics.
"My turn baby. Raise your shoulder up." Vince did and she poured the liquor into his shoulder. It was cold. She licked salt off the pad of her thumb and sucked the clear fluid out of the hollow he'd made for it, only she licked his skin clean after. Because of watching them do this half the crowd was coupled off doing the same thing. Dom caught them each doing one more shot off each other. By this time both Vince and Kat were totally blitzed. Dom was going to go stop them before Leon saw when Vince stood up, taking Kat with him.
"Let's go dance."
"You got it Vinny." She answered.
"It's V. If you're gonna shorten my name it's V." He glared at her. She cracked up.
"Ok Vinny, let's go." She squealed as he licked the residue of liquor off her bare shoulder and his beard again tickled her skin. Leon heard the familiar noise and came to investigate just as Vince walked Kat backwards with his hands at her waist into the dining room to dance.
"Yo Dom. Is that Kat?" Leon asked. Dom merely nodded.
"I guess Vince asked her." Dom finally replied.
"And did I really just see him lick her?" Leon was in shock. He knew he said he didn't want to ruin her life worse by having anything to do with her again. And in truth he was pissed she beat him at races but that did not give Vince the right to move in on her. "I mean he licked her."
"I gather they were shooting tequila off each other." Dom looked embarrassed. Leon moved to watch them dance together. They danced first to I'm a slave for you. Kat loved this song even though she hated Brittney Spears. She could relate. She had to slow herself down for Vince to keep up but he was doin' ok, after he got over his inhibitions about touching a girl that was not his girlfriend in the manner he had to to dance with Kat. She didn't know how to dance any other way. They danced to another song or two then B R right by Trina came on the stereo.
Leon watched them dance, all over each other. But it didn't look like they were into each other like into each other, did it? Could Vince be trying to help her make him jealous? Just then Vince picked her up around the waist and spun her around. When he set her down she wrapped a leg around his waist and an arm around his neck. Vince had an arm around her waist and one on her back. Now it looked more then cozy. Leon growled. He turned to see Jesse staring with a surprised look on his face. Leon turned back just as Kat licked Vince on his right shoulder over his tattoo. "I missed some salt." Leon heard her say the he watched Vince growl at her and dip her back over his arm, causing her back to arch and her breasts to thrust up against her shirt and more of her stomach to come into view. Her hair almost brushed the floor. They had an audience again. Kat started to rap along with the song.
"Bet I can make you ahhhhh next to the subwoofers and my 6X9's." Kat loved this song. Vince had never heard it before and he couldn't believe the lyrics, let alone the fact that a girl like Kat knew the words to the song. However he'd bet she could make him moan in the back seat of a car pretty well. Then he reminded himself that he wasn't supposed to think of her like that. But she left him wanting to find out what kind of shape the rear struts of his car were in.
"I'm an arrogant little mother fucker huh?" Kat sang along with the song. She was hinting around what she was doing to Leon as well as just singing with one of her favorite songs.
"Yeah, you are." Vince answered with a grin. He was talking about what she was doing to Leon.
She playfully shoved him away from her and sang along again. "Fuck a dyme, I'ma silva dolla, Holla!" Vince grabbed her and tucked her under his arm. Then the song changed to a slow one. Kat realized it was again Almost doesn't count. Like he knew she was saddened by the song Vince pulled her close and smoothed her hair. They danced in each other's arms for the slow song, each lost in thoughts of the person that almost didn't count with for each. The song ended.
"Time to go chat. We're drunk enough now." He took her into the backyard with his arm around her shoulders and they sat on the grass. They ended up with their heads side by side, feet going in opposite directions.
Kat watched Hector's arms drop almost like it was slow motion. She let the clutch out and floored the gas. Her car sat back on it's back tires and screamed like banshee. She got off the line ahead of the other two racers. She was like a blur to the boy in the red car. He'd never seen her coming. It was part of the advantage she knew she had. Till men raced her they never figured she had it in her to beat them. Well the new kid was paying the price.
Kat hit 7000 rpm's and waited another nanosecond till 7500 and hit second. Her rims were like a blur of chrome and purple light from her tirefly's. The car was hunkered down on it's suspension like a thouralbred horse leaning into the wind. She hadn't even allowed herself to check where Leon was. She figured she'd lapped the kid already but Leon was no doubt neck and neck with her.
She slammed the car into third, her short shifter made the throws between gears quick and precise. She immediately floored it again after the shift to third and the car growled and flew ahead. The engine noise as she flew by the crowds was exhilarating to them. Real racers knew they were watching the real deal as the Yellow Skyline did it's level best to keep up with it's black counterpart.
As far as Leon was concerned the other car was as black as sin, like a black bat straight out of hell, and he's swear his white angel driving it must have sold her very soul to the devil to move any car this fast. If she even had a soul left to sell. She was blazingly fast. He could tell when she shifted because the car lurched, but it was almost unperceivable, he only picked up on it because he knew what to look for. It was like she and the car were one fluid being. Leon hit third. He had his gas peddle to the floor, he was keeping up in her blind spot but it was taking everything he could give. The car was at full throttle and the noise in the cabin was deafening. Kat hit her fourth gear and started to pull away from him. He winced for what he was going to do to his poor baby and downshifted to second. The car hit 8000 rpm's and the roar was literally painful to his ears but he started to catch her. He'd swear she didn't even care where he was. She was just running the car as fast and as furious as she could, hurling toward the finish, flying through space and time without regard for her own safety or thought to where he was.
Kat hit 5th, only letting off on the gas long enough to shift and pop the clutch. She didn't know how fast she was going. She didn't know where Leon was, didn't know if the kid in the red car was even still a factor. She wasn't thinking about any of that anyway. All she was thinking of was getting her car over the line in the best time she ever posted. It wouldn't be official of course but had a system in her fuel management computer system that timed her ΒΌ mile. She'd have a fair idea how she'd done. She couldn't see anything on the sides of the road. The scenery just flashed by, the lights on the cars blocking off the course were like streaks of light. It was like the amusement park, on the rides. When you were dipping and spinning around the lights took on auras and make streaks in your vision. At these speeds that's how Kat saw the lights. She was ready for NOS. Didn't know if she even needed it to win or not and was using it anyway.
Leon watched her widen the gap between them and knew frustration. And admiration. Kat was the real deal. He had been right all that time ago when he speculated she was Dom in a female body. She had the will to win at any cost and she flew by everything you threw at her. The only way to sum it up was Damn she's fast. He was trying, he really was. He didn't want his ex girlfriend to beat him. But he didn't have a choice. She was widening the gap. Leon checked his gauges and decided to give it his all anyway. He gave his car her first shot of NOS. His tires squealed and stuck and he was thrown back into the seat. He watched the lights blur and watched Kat's tail lights get closer for a split second before she decided to rub salt in his wounds and use her NOS even though he'd never have caught her if they raced all night.
Kat hit her NOS and the force of the jolt threw her back so hard it almost hurt her neck. She needed both hands on the wheel to hold it on the course. She could see where she thought the finish was. She kept it floored the whole time. She flashed by the finish two cars ahead of Leon, who was three cars ahead of the poor kid in the red car. As she crossed the finish she let up on the gas, which signaled her timer that the race was over and to stop counting. She looked at the numbers. She'd done the quarter mile in 9.0 seconds. A new personal best for sure, and a phenomenal time.
She didn't even know if she'd won, but she did her best. She drove back to the finish line once she'd gotten the car stopped and turned around. Sean and Stacy and Kale came running up to her.
"Did I win?" Kat asked nervously.
"Did you win? Are you serious?" Stacy asked her.
"Yeah, I just ran Stacy, I just ran and ran. I didn't pay attention to anything else. I just ran." She gasped out, she was still trying to get her breath back from the exhilaration of having moved her car up to 170.
"Well you just ran to a two car length win over the yellow car and 5 over the red." Kale informed her. "What was your quarter mile time? And don't tell me you don't know. I know you set the timer."
"It came out to 9.0" Kat answered, she had her breathing slightly more under control. Edwin walked up to them.
"Here's what you won." He handed her two thousand dollars. "Girl, that was one hell of a race. But you know you only beat Leon by two car lengths? I figured you'd have him by at least 5. He's one hell of a driver."
"Yeah, he is." Kat admitted honestly and blushed at how he was even one hell of a driver with her in his lap. "He mighta beaten me if his car was more evenly matched."
"Good of you to admit Kat." Dom said from behind her.
"Damn it Dom. Don't do that to me when I'm still hopped up on adrenaline unless you wanna become intimately acquainted with how a testicle retrieval operation works." She hated it when people came up behind her.
"Funny. Well, I just wanted to tell you that was one hell of a ride. I can totally understand why it's important to you that people take you seriously. When we race, you're gonna be some real competition for me." Dom smirked.
"You'd better believe it." Kat answered, knowing that with NIRA resting on her race against Dom there was no way she'd let him win that one.
They organized another race and Kat made Stacy enter it. He raced against Rome, who was still staying with Brian, and some Asian guy. Stacy won. At around 1am they broke up from the warehouse and everyone headed home. Kat just went back to her place because as she had said she wasn't going to Dom's unless Vince came for her. She knew Vince didn't know that but she figured if he really wanted to see her he'd think to come get her. She'd just stashed her money when the bell rang. She ran down and got the door open just ahead of Kale.
"Hey Vince."
"Kat, you comin', you promised me a drinkin' lesson."
"So I did. Guy's I'ma go hang out with Vince at his house for awhile, ok?"
"You sure 'bout that Kat?" Sean looked worried.
"Yep, I think I really am." She answered and took the hand Vince was holding out to her. "You know where I am if you need me. Just don't let Stacy go over there." Kat laughed and so did Stacy.
"Haha, very funny Kitten." Stacy shoved her out the door. "Go with the punk here and have fun."
"I thought that Leon was whitebread and punk?" Kat asked with a smartass smile.
"Yeah well whitebread doesn't fit this one but punk does." Stacy laughed.
"I think the whole lot of 'em are Italian." Kat answered.
"You got us." Vince said. He knew that Stacy was just kidding with him.
"You bring her back in the shape you borrowed her in homeboy or it's yo ass." Stacy added to Vince as he shut the door.
"I don't know if I want to take you anywhere now. What if I get you dirty?" Vince asked with a wink.
"Vince, if we hit the tequila you'll get me dirty and then some. Let's go." She laughed and pulled him along by his hand. Vince followed along laughing in her wake. "You think he's gonna flip out?" Kat asked on the way up the walk of the house. Vince knew who she meant.
"Maybe. The question is will he flip over you being here, you being here with me, or you beating him." Vince answered and hauled her around to the back of the house. "We'll go in back here." They walked into the house and into the kitchen. Guys that recognized her from races and from her articles said hi. Kat was having second thoughts about doing this, then she saw Leon with a blonde skank in his lap.
"So where's the liquor?" Kat asked. Leon had this coming.
"Just a second you little alchie." Vince laughed and got the tequila. "So how do we do these body shots you spoke of?"
"First we get a little happy." Kat grinned and took the bottle of liquor from Vince. She downed a big swig right out of the bottle.
"Slow down little one." Vince took the bottle from her. He noticed Leon and then changed his mind, he turned it into a joke. "Save me some." He took a big drink out of the bottle and handed it back. Kat took another swig and just stood still for a second. She could feel the warmth of the tequila flowing through her already. Must be the adrenaline mixing with it. She took another big drink and handed it back to Vince. They had a crowd already, watching them. He took another gulp. "Now what?"
"Now we need salt and lemons." Kat answered and the crowd cheered.
"Ok, well, salt's no problem." Vince got the salt and then opened the fridge. "What'dya know. A lemon." Vince was surprised they had a lemon but he really wanted to know what she was gonna do with it. She cut it into wedges.
"Ok, hold this in your teeth like this." She stuck the fruit in his mouth, peel side in and juicy side hanging out. "You sure you never did this before?" She was already lightly toasted, well on her way to drunk out of her mind.
"Positive." He mumbled out around the lemon. The crowd cheered. They knew what they were about to see. Kat made Vince sit down because he was so much taller then her. She pushed his tank top off to the side of his neck, exposing his tattooed shoulder. The crowd cheered again, they were ready to see this action and jealous of Vince. "Well?"
"Gimme a second boy, geese." She got a shot glass and poured a double. She held the salt in one hand and the shot in the other. She proceeded to lick Vince's shoulder right over his dragon. Vince just watched her do it. He'd really never done this before and when she said she hoped he didn't mind if Leon got a little mad she wasn't kidding. If he saw this he was gonna be a lot mad. She sprinkled salt on his wet shoulder, licked the salt off and then shot the tequila. She then took the lemon out of his mouth with her own and sucked the juice out of it. "And that is the easy way to do a body shot." She smirked at the look on his face. "You wanna try?" She raised one eyebrow.
"Hell yeah." Vince answered and took the salt from her. He stuck a lemon wedge between her teeth and then poured his shot. He shoved her top off her shoulder and licked her the same way she'd licked him and sprinkled the salt on her collarbone. "Ready?" He asked her.
"When you are." She answered in cocky Kat fashion. Vince licked the salt off her with one swipe of his wet tongue, pounded back the shot and took the lemon from her mouth. She laughed at the feel of his beard on her face, it tickled. It very much looked like they kissed. Only they knew they were just having a good time. Vince had to admit he was a little turned on by the whole thing but he figured that was normal.
"So you said there's another way to do this?" Vince asked her after the third shot they did in similar fashion with a big audience the whole time.
"Yeah, but it's more complicated." Kat was starting to lose her pronunciation of words a bit from the sheer amount of liquor in the very short amount of time. She was starting to sound like a New Yorker again.
"Well, how does it work?" Having been introduced to male, female drinking games Vince was intrigued.
Kat shrugged her shoulder and Vince thought she was being coy, but when she didn't put her shoulder back down he was very intrigued. She took the tequila and poured the hollow of her collarbone full. "Kay, get the liquor out of my shoulder boy, that's the complicated kind." She gave Vince an evil grin that said, 'you put me up to this after all.' She was still straddling him in a chair to make them about the same height. Vince slurped the liquor off her body and she threw her head back and laughed because his chin hair tickled her skin.
"Oh, that tickles does it?" He asked her and brushed his beard over her shoulder again. She wiggled to get away, laughing. The crowd was loving their antics.
"My turn baby. Raise your shoulder up." Vince did and she poured the liquor into his shoulder. It was cold. She licked salt off the pad of her thumb and sucked the clear fluid out of the hollow he'd made for it, only she licked his skin clean after. Because of watching them do this half the crowd was coupled off doing the same thing. Dom caught them each doing one more shot off each other. By this time both Vince and Kat were totally blitzed. Dom was going to go stop them before Leon saw when Vince stood up, taking Kat with him.
"Let's go dance."
"You got it Vinny." She answered.
"It's V. If you're gonna shorten my name it's V." He glared at her. She cracked up.
"Ok Vinny, let's go." She squealed as he licked the residue of liquor off her bare shoulder and his beard again tickled her skin. Leon heard the familiar noise and came to investigate just as Vince walked Kat backwards with his hands at her waist into the dining room to dance.
"Yo Dom. Is that Kat?" Leon asked. Dom merely nodded.
"I guess Vince asked her." Dom finally replied.
"And did I really just see him lick her?" Leon was in shock. He knew he said he didn't want to ruin her life worse by having anything to do with her again. And in truth he was pissed she beat him at races but that did not give Vince the right to move in on her. "I mean he licked her."
"I gather they were shooting tequila off each other." Dom looked embarrassed. Leon moved to watch them dance together. They danced first to I'm a slave for you. Kat loved this song even though she hated Brittney Spears. She could relate. She had to slow herself down for Vince to keep up but he was doin' ok, after he got over his inhibitions about touching a girl that was not his girlfriend in the manner he had to to dance with Kat. She didn't know how to dance any other way. They danced to another song or two then B R right by Trina came on the stereo.
Leon watched them dance, all over each other. But it didn't look like they were into each other like into each other, did it? Could Vince be trying to help her make him jealous? Just then Vince picked her up around the waist and spun her around. When he set her down she wrapped a leg around his waist and an arm around his neck. Vince had an arm around her waist and one on her back. Now it looked more then cozy. Leon growled. He turned to see Jesse staring with a surprised look on his face. Leon turned back just as Kat licked Vince on his right shoulder over his tattoo. "I missed some salt." Leon heard her say the he watched Vince growl at her and dip her back over his arm, causing her back to arch and her breasts to thrust up against her shirt and more of her stomach to come into view. Her hair almost brushed the floor. They had an audience again. Kat started to rap along with the song.
"Bet I can make you ahhhhh next to the subwoofers and my 6X9's." Kat loved this song. Vince had never heard it before and he couldn't believe the lyrics, let alone the fact that a girl like Kat knew the words to the song. However he'd bet she could make him moan in the back seat of a car pretty well. Then he reminded himself that he wasn't supposed to think of her like that. But she left him wanting to find out what kind of shape the rear struts of his car were in.
"I'm an arrogant little mother fucker huh?" Kat sang along with the song. She was hinting around what she was doing to Leon as well as just singing with one of her favorite songs.
"Yeah, you are." Vince answered with a grin. He was talking about what she was doing to Leon.
She playfully shoved him away from her and sang along again. "Fuck a dyme, I'ma silva dolla, Holla!" Vince grabbed her and tucked her under his arm. Then the song changed to a slow one. Kat realized it was again Almost doesn't count. Like he knew she was saddened by the song Vince pulled her close and smoothed her hair. They danced in each other's arms for the slow song, each lost in thoughts of the person that almost didn't count with for each. The song ended.
"Time to go chat. We're drunk enough now." He took her into the backyard with his arm around her shoulders and they sat on the grass. They ended up with their heads side by side, feet going in opposite directions.