Chapter 11 -

Vince woke up first the next day. He was disorientated at first because of the warm feeling of the girl against his side. The warmer then normal feeling of the naked girl against his side. He didn't remember how that came about. How did Nyssa come to be naked in his bed? Then he remembered that Nyssa had pasted out naked in bed after last nights festivities. She'd been very loaded and Vince felt somewhat guilty for driving her to drink.

She was so peaceful in her sleep. So unlike how she was during every waking moment around him. What had possessed her to get drunk like that? No doubt Letty put her up to it Vince figured. Letty had a fight with Dom and needed someone to get drunk with her. Mia would never, because Mia didn't drink. Ever. She was not yet 21 and while Dom would have looked the other way while she had a few she never did. Who knew if she would when she came of age either? Vince didn't see Mia as the drinking type.

But it seemed that at only 19 Nyssa could already knock them back. She was still up against his side and her hot breath was tickling his neck. She murmured in her sleep and her hand moved from his shoulder down to his waist and she must have had an itchy nose because she rubbed it on his chest.

"You awake?" Vince asked. She was acting sort of awake. He figured they had to talk. He'd rather it was sooner then later.

"I am now that you talked, your chest rumbles when you do that." She stated, still half asleep. She cuddled closer to try and go back to sleep.

"Aw muffin. It's 11 am you know. Not too early. You have a headache?" Vince acted concerned for her head, secretly glad she'd be paying for the show she put on.

"Nope, should I?" Nyssa yawned and her breath made Vince cringe. She scratched her chin, causing the blanket to slip from around her neck to just covering the critical areas.

"After all that tequila, yeah you should have one hell of a headache." Vince looked crestfallen to hear she was doing ok. She was clearly not feeling ill.

"I feel fine. But it's Sunday and I don't think it matters when I get up. So I think I'll try to go back to sleep." She snuggled closer to Vince and then started to come to the realization that she could feel Vince the whole way down her tummy and chest, and legs. Oh my lord, what did she do? "Um, V, where are my clothes?"

"While you were drunk you crawled in here that way. You don't remember?"

"No I sure don't. Um, did anything else I don't remember happen?"

"No, trust me if that happened you'd remember no matter how drunk you were."

"Your confidence is admirable, but if I didn't remember I didn't wear clothes to bed then I wouldn't likely remember anything else either."

"You underestimate my ability to rock your world." Vince grinned cockily.

She laughed, rolling over onto her other side and grabbing herself around the middle she was laughing so hard. She couldn't believe Vince was so arrogant. She rolled over onto her back, careful to keep the blankets up around her armpits and laughed some more. There were tears running down her cheeks and she was gasping for breath. She couldn't believe he thought that he could have sex so well that she'd remember even though she'd blacked out half the evening previous.

"Hey that's not nice. What you don't believe me?" He was hurt she thought he'd be so unmemorable.

"Vince, nothing personal but I don't think I would remember anything if I didn't remember to dress. I couldn't even tell you when I went to bed or how I got here."

"It was just after 2am and you got here over my shoulder. After you put a strip tease on for half the racing community with Letty on our kitchen table."

"See I had no idea. I put on a strip tease? On the kitchen table?" Nyssa blushed a bright red. Vince nodded.

"I got to you before you got anything more then your shirt off. Well get up and get dressed and let's go take the car out for a spin."

"Is that all you ever want to do?" She laughed, put at ease by Vince's forgive and forget attitude.

"No, it comes second to what I really want to do." He leered at her.

"Get out and let me get dressed." Nyssa couldn't forget she was in bed with him naked.

"The fact that I was here watching didn't seem to bother you last night."

"Yea well now it does so go."

Vince left the room and she got up and wrapped the towel left over from Vince's shower yesterday around her and ran to the bathroom. She showered quickly and did her hair in a ponytail so she wouldn't have to dry it. She left the bathroom in her towel and peeked into the bedroom. It was empty. She hauled on pink track pants with a white stripe down the side and black tank top. She slid on her sneakers and headed toward the stairs. Vince and Leon were sitting there in the living room talking but they shut up as she walked up.

"Ok I'm ready to go. I thought you were in a hurry." They looked at her and then looked at each other. "So what were you guys talking about?" Nyssa already knew it had been about her. She could just sense it. The two guys shared another look. Nyssa decided they both looked guilty.

"It was nothin girl, just guy stuff." Leon told her. "Nothin to worry bout."

"Well, it just so happens that we aren't going out of this room till one of you tells me what you were talking about. And let me tell you, if you just leave without telling me what I want to know, you'll both regret it." She looked from one to the other.

"Well um…"

"You see we…" Vince didn't want to tell her. He and Leon had been talking about their dance. And what that dance had meant to Leon. He liked Nyssa he told Vince and since Vince seemed to be, well, up to his old ways, he figured that he and Nyssa had a simple business relationship. He was had seen Vince with the blonde chick and then fighting over Mia he had figured that Nyssa stayed with Vince downstairs just because it was easier then having to get Dom to let her stay upstairs.

She watched them look at each other then at her. "Well, I'm waiting." She could see them try to think up something to tell her. What, did they think they could cook up a story psychically like Miss Cleo? "Vince, Leon, stop trying to come up with a lie. I can smell the smoke. You shouldn't try to force your brains to do thinking that is beyond your limited brain power."

They sarcastically smirked at her. "We were talking about your little bender and what I may have done to cause it in some little way." Vince admitted.

"Well, now, was that so hard? Let's go take the car for a run shall we. Well come on." She gestured to Vince to get up. She believed him, she also believed there was more to it then that but at least he told her something.

They headed upstairs and there was Letty, sitting at the kitchen table with her head in her hands looking miserable.

"What's wrong girl? You look like hell."Nyssa asked her what was wrong. Letty looked at her like she had three heads.

"How the hell are you so happy? You should be half asleep and sick as shit. I mean beer before liquor and all that shit. Not to mention the tequila."

"I just felt like I always feel with Vince woke me up. I feel fine. Why? Are you sick?"

"Not sick, just hung over. Just like you should be. You's a damn bitch not to get hang overs. It's not fair!" Letty moaned.

"I guess I don't get hangovers. I'm glad if they make you look like you do now." Nyssa laughed. "Say, you guys want breakfast? I could cook."

Letty thought that might help her feel better so she said yes. Nyssa might not know how to race her car but she could find her way around the kitchen. She made scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns, pancakes, and toast. She piled it all on heaping plates and put it on the table. Just as the three of them were starting to eat Dom came downstairs.

"I thought I smelled breakfast. Where's Mia? She not hungry?" Dom assumed that if food was cooked it was cooked by Mia.

"Haven't seen her yet today." Vince stated. Then made a face when he realized he owed her an apology.

"Then who made breakfast?" Dom gave a suspicious look at Letty. Her cooking was gross.

"Nyssa." Vince stuffed his face full of pancake and moaned. "It's good too." He said through the mouthful of food.

"Vince, do you have any manners at all? Chew, swallow, then speak." Nyssa swatted him then ate one of the pancakes herself. "Yum, he's right though, it is really good."

Dom sat down and took a plate of food equal to what Vince had. Thank god I made lots, Nyssa thought. These guys could sure eat. There was still lots of food which was good because Leon and Jesse came sniffing up from the basement and dug in too. Dom looked at Letty and grinned. He couldn't help himself.

"You'll remember this feeling the next time you think it sounds like a good idea to drink half a bottle of my best tequila and get loaded." Letty swallowed and stuck her tongue out at him.

"Maybe next time you'll keep it in your pants and manage to keep your hands off the skanks and not give me a reason to want to drink your booze." Dom gave her a dirty look. They finished up and by the time the guys were done there was no food left to eat.

Mia walked in the back door just then with bags of groceries.

"Hey Mia!" The group chimed in unison.

"Hey guys. Letty you look like shit. That'll teach you to get so loaded. I went and bought all the food for the barbeque today. I gotta get started on the food." Mia dragged the stuff into the kitchen and started to unpack it all and put it away. She bought food enough for an army.

"Mia has to make the best food ever since her darling Brian will be here." Nyssa sing songed and pulled on Mia's braided hair. Mia laughed and swatted at her. The three girls were getting along so well it was almost scary. Mia looked at the remains of breakfast.

"Hey who cooked all that breakfast? Don't tell me Letty. I'll wonder how any of you are still alive." Mia shuddered at the thought of eating Letty's cooking.

"No, it was Nyssa, and it was good." Dom said, turning in his seat to look at his sister.

"Yeah it was great. I can't remember the last time I had such a huge breakfast though." Leon said as he pushed back from the table. Normally they ate whatever Mia could cook before she ran to open the store then head to school where she was a first year business major. Dom was going to let her manage the shop when she was done, giving her a full time job she enjoyed and him more time to run the garage.

The guys all got up to go and do their Sunday things. They all basically hung out and played video games and drank beer all day. Sometimes Dom would go to the garage and work on his Mazda or a customer car they had fallen behind on but mostly they just hung out at home. Jesse and Leon headed into the living room to play some play station on the big TV. Mia started to clean up the kitchen. Nyssa tried to help her since it was Nyssa that made the mess but Mia wouldn't hear of it.

"You did me a huge favor anyway. Since you fed them a huge brunch they won't expect me to make lunch and I can just focus on making the food for the barbeque. Why don't you take Vince out of the house before he wiggles in that chair so much he wears tracks in the floor? I don't mind cleaning the kitchen." Vince was starting to look fidgety.

Nyssa laughed. Mia leaned in close to her. "Don't forget you promised to speak to him about how he's been treating Brian. He needs to hear it even more after last night. You need to make sure he knows he can't pull that stuff anymore and Dom never did get to talk to him about it. And Dom never will because he knows that coming from him Vince'll turn it into a huge fight." Nyssa was not looking forward to that talk, but she knew she had to say something. It was downright embarrassing when your date bet up someone else's date over another girl...

She walked over to Vince. "You ready to head out?" He jumped up so fast he nearly knocked Nyssa down. He grabbed her and pulled her to his chest so she wouldn't end up flat on her ass on the floor.

"Sorry, I'm just so ready to be out of the house for awhile you know?"

"Sure," Nyssa said, but it came out muffled in Vince's shirt. She reached up and put her arms around his neck. "If you promise to be more careful with me in the car then you are of me in the dining room!" She giggled, looking up at him.

"Deal, let's go." They headed out to the car. Vince was confused by his feelings for Nyssa. He was not sure if he was over Mia or not but he was sure into Nyssa. Though she was not scared of him and that bothered him a bit. He guessed Mia wasn't either but most people who got to know him were. He was big, scruffy, and most of the time armed. Nyssa didn't seem intimidated at all. Could he be into both girls at once? He didn't know but he did know that he didn't like to have confusion in his life at all. Nyssa unlocked the Skyline then gave him the keys and told him to drive there, she wasn't feeling like it.

Vince couldn't imagine not being in the mood to drive this great car. He wondered if she really had the drive to be a racer. If he had a car like this and someone who knew what they were doing to teach him you couldn't have pried the keys out of his fingers unless he was cold and dead. She belted herself in and looked over at Vince.