The next morning after Georgie ran her errands she came to the garage. All of her stuff was moving into the Toretto's house. She just stopped and stared. "What are you people doing!"
"What Mia told us to do!" Brian smiled.
"You're moving in!" Mia said cheerfully.
"I'm glad I was consulted-"
"You can't live in that horrible apartment forever. Just think of it as, a benefit of you job."
"My benefits are healthcare, not moving into my boss's house."
"It's my house too!"
"I'm sure you could get me fired if you had the incentive…"
"But I don't! You're moving in, or I will get you fired." Mia joked lightly.
"Fine, but there's no guarantee I'll stay."
"Good! Now come on…"
She was dragged in the house. Her room was bigger than her apartment. The house was large too.
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The next few weeks passed.
"You need a boyfriend…"
"Yeah right. There's no one out there interested in me."
"You sure about that?" Mia asked, as she painted her toenails a dark, but glittery burgundy.
Georgie looked to her, "Why?"
"Dom does."
"Say what?"
"Hello? Are you blind? The way he makes sure no guy looks at you too much at the races, the way he purposely walks by the office to make sure the guy who needs an oil change isn't hitting on you…"
"Yeah ri—"
"The way he makes sure you ride with him every time to the races. He wants it known that he's making the chase, and anyone else who follows, is going to get hurt. That's why Hector was 'nice nice' to you, and then he closed you out of his mind."
"Like I'd go with a guy who doesn't know his own last name. Do you really think he likes me?"
"Ask Brian."
"Ask Brian What?" He walked in.
"Does Dom 'like' me?"
"Are you blind?"
"Apparently I am!" She grabbed her pillow and shoved her face into it.
"What are you doing?" Mia asked.
"I'm suffocating myself." Mia took the pillow from her.
"Are you ready?" Brian asked Mia.
"Yup. Have fun Georgie."