Title: No Angel

Author: Abikne Myllure

Chapter: 9?

Email: abikne gmail . com

Rating: M for mature subject matter. You've been warned!

Summary: All Ella McDermott wanted was to start over. When she meets Leon and the rest of the D Team she thinks it may be possible, until a piece of the past she desperately tried to bury comes back to bite her on the butt.

Pairing: Leon/OC slight Mia/Brian and Letty/Dom

Achieve: Sure, just ask.

Incomplete

Disclaimers: For legal purposes, I don't own the characters of Dom, Letty, Mia, Brian, Vince, Leon, and Jesse or any other characters that are mentioned in the story. Right now, the only character I own is Ella. And don't try suing me because all I got in my pocket is lent.

Author's Note: Firstly, I've taken a few liberties with chapter 7 & 8. I changed the day of their date. I decided I wanted a little time to pass before the big date. All pass chapters have been revised to reflect the change. It's now been set to Friday—a week from the time Leon asks her out and a week after the events of chapter 8.

Also I'd like to thank each and every one of you guys that commented on my fic! You are much loved. Your comments are what kept this fic going.

Lastly, I'm so ecstatic right now because I finally have a beta for No Angel. Patti kindly answered my plea for a beta to clean up my atrocious editing!

Chapter Nine

It had been several days since Mia and Letty whisked me away to do a little 'therapeutic' shopping, and tonight was the big date with Leon.

After Dom did his little impression of the Spanish Inquisition everything seemed to fall into place. The guys accepted me as a part of the team. It was a bit odd for them to trust me as wholly as they had; even though a copy of my criminal record had found its way into Dom's 'files'. It made me feel good knowing that somebody cared about me without wanting anything in return.

As much as I tried not too, I still loved my mother and it really tore me up when she turned her back on me. Any remnants of a family we had crumbled when my father died. And now I had another chance.

Then there was Leon. He was the wild card. Sure I knew he cared for me, but I wasn't sure about my feelings for him. I didn't know if I wanted to get tangled up in a relationship with Leon, especially considering he fancied himself a player. I noticed that right from the start. It was kind of hard not to notice when a harem of chicks followed him around all the time.

A day hadn't gone by since I started working at the garage that one of his little racer skanks wouldn't come flouncing around ass-out in next to nothing, draping herself all over him. Letty and the guys had a pool going on how long it would take me to slaughter Leon and the rest of his little collection of atomically correct Barbies.

I was jealous. I'll admit that much. Who wouldn't be with those kinds of girls buzzing around your guy? I couldn't even think about the stories Letty told be about his fondness of the female form. But contrary to what I expected he kept his hands and eyes to himself.

It was kind of funny, not to mention a real ego booster knowing Leon was giving up a sure thing for me. I wasn't exactly a prude but I wasn't the kind of person to just jump into the sack with somebody. Even if that somebody did have the sexiest green eyes I'd ever seen and a body that just--

"Hey, chica you finished in there, yet?" came a muffled voice from the other side of the bathroom door.

I groaned giving my mirror image a once over, "I'm not wearing this!"

"Oh, come off it. Leon won't be able to keep his hands off you tonight."

"That's why I'm not wearing is. In case you forgot I'm not running a Sluts R' Us over here!" I resorted tugging on the hem of the 'dress' I had on.

The handkerchief that Letty and Mia were loosely referring to as a dress was made out of a slinky black material. It was pretty and simple—if you could get past the fact that the hem was only a few inches away from being obscene. My biggest concern was that the dress was cutting off my circulation!

I heard what sounded like Mia pushing Letty away from the door. "Ella, I'm sure you look great. I wouldn't have picked it out if it made you look like a slut." She reassured.

I sneered even thought neither of them could see it. Leave it to Mia to appeal to my sense of reason.

I huffed, "Ok, fine. I'll come out."

I pushed open the door giving the dress another tug.

"So...what do you think?"

Mia nodded handing me a pair of silver earring and a necklace. "You look great! Just like I knew you would."

Letty came over and put her arm around my shoulder, "See, Told ya. You'll be beating him back with a stick once he sees you."

Somehow Letty's words weren't helping the situation any.

Leon is not Sean, I assured myself putting on the earrings and necklace.

"Thanks guys, I really appreciate all your help."

"Forget about it, we were happy to help." Mia replied giving an offhanded wave before she went into the living room.

Letty nodded in agreement, pulling something out of her pocket and putting it in my hand. "Don't go doing anything I wouldn't--." She stopped short. "Wait, what the hell am I saying? Do it, do everything that I wouldn't." She grinned wickedly walking into the front room, as I started dumbly at the condom she shoved into my hand.

"I think your going to need this condom more than I will." I snorted following her.

"I don't know about that, Baby." I heard from behind me.

I turned and was greeted by the image of Leon sprawled out on my couch. I really needed to pay more attention to my surroundings.

"How the hell did you get in here?" I blurted out feeling my cheeks heat up.

"Mia let me in." I made a mental note to 'thank' Mia later.

I didn't know whether to be pissed or embarrassed. I opted for a little bit of both. "What makes you think we'll need this?" I retorted giving him a glare for good measure.

Leon got up and took the condom from me, giving me an excruciatingly slow once over. "With that dress on I can think of a few reasons.

The blush came back full force.

"I'm sure you can. Hold on to one of those thoughts, it might be the only thing keeping you company tonight." I muttered snatching it back. I turned my fierce glare on Letty.

Letty snickered, unfazed, pulling Mia to the door. "Well, we'll see you later."

I turned back to Leon, ignoring the heated look he kept giving me, "So... Where exactly are you taking me?"

"First there's dinner at Mariscos De Rosarito, and then a surprise destination. But if you prefer, we can skip straight to the hot oil massage and raunchy sex." He dropped back on the couch with a wide grin on his face.

I pointedly ignored the last part of his comment and turned to go retrieve my bag from the bedroom. I hadn't even managed to take a step when Leon snagged my wrist. Before I knew it I found myself perched on his lap.

My heart sped up just a little when I felt his hand move to my tummy. Palm flat and fingers spread out as he pressed me back against his chest and growing erection.

"L-Leon, what the hell are you doing?" I barked out, head down to hide the heat working its way up to my cheeks.

Leon's warm breath fanned out against my neck as he leaned forward, "That dress really does look sexy on you."

I wiggled in his grasp, trying to free myself from his wandering hands. He stilled my movements with a nip to the ear.

"Loosen up, Ella; you're always so fuckin' tense." He drawled as his mouth came down to lay a small kiss against my skin. A fine shiver worked its way up my spine as excitement pooled in my belly. I gave a small start when his other hand brushed against my inner thigh.

I bit down on my lip stopping a moan that threatened to escape. I watched entranced as Leon's hand disappeared under the hem of my dress. I was becoming utterly aroused in spite of myself. I had to stop this before my resolve completely shatters.

"Leon, please…" I murmured hating the distinct note of breathlessness that seeped into my voice. "…please stop." I felt him all but freeze behind me, his hands dropped to the sofa.

I climbed to my feet slowly, my hands unconsciously going to the hem of my dress; giving it a little tug. I felt Leon's cool gaze on me but I refused to meet it.

Seconds ticked by, neither of us saying a word. I cursed my inability to forget about my problems for one night and enjoy my date with him.

I heard Leon stand behind me, "Ella, what happened?" I sighed slightly at the anger I detected in his voice. "What did I do wrong?"

"Nothing," I exclaimed as I walked to my bedroom. "I just don't want to be late for our reservation. You know how those swanky upscale joints are. If you're five seconds late your table goes to the next lucky bastard in line!"

As I reached my bedroom door I turned. I could tell he was extremely irate. He didn't buy my lame excuse, not that I really thought he would. But for now it didn't look like he would press the issue.

"I'm just gonna get my bag and then we can go." I heard his discontented grunt before I retreated to my room.

"Way to go, girl." I hissed to myself as I grabbed my evening bag from the nightstand. Great way to start the evening.

Before the night was over I really would have to tell Leon about Sean. I'd have to tell him everything. There was only so far I could push him before he just walked away from me for good.

And God help me, I didn't want it to come to that.

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Author's Note 2: Well, that was chapter 9, what'd you all think? My blood, sweat, tears and quit a few obscenities went into this. Good or bad, your comments are always appreciated.

g Three years away from the writing game has really made me rusty.

I'm in the process of cranking out next chapter. I'm actually finished about 40 of it (see work is good for something after all) so expect it to be up around next Friday or Saturday.