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Love

They are lying on his bed, the sun creeping in through half drawn blinds painting the room in stripy shadows. Letty is wearing just a pair of black cotton shorts and a sports bra the same colour and for the past five minuets he's been entertaining himself running his fingers up and down the length of her spine. And he can't remember the last time he did something like this, or if he ever has. Before having a girl in his room only ever meant one thing, but with Letty it can mean so much more.

Her head in burred in a back issue of some car magazine as she stares longingly at a two page spread of a Plymouth Road Runner. Little girls and muscle cars Dom thinks and finds the idea strangely fascinating. Being with her like this is easily the most fun he's had with a girl when they've both had their cloths on. He likes that even though they are together they can still just hang out, having his hands on her back is just a bonus.

Letty is everything that no other girl he's gone out with has ever been. She's sweet and funny, and not afraid to yell at him when he's been a dick. She was his friend before she was ever anything else and he wonders if that's what makes such a difference. He doesn't have to act with her because she already knows just who he is. Knows and understands, and most importantly of all accepts him flaws and all.

"You know I love you, right?" He doesn't quite know why he picks that moment to tell her, only that it's something he's been sure of for a while.

"What?" The word comes out as a shocked exclamation and Letty can feel her breath catch in her throat as an unbearable tightness grips her chest. It almost feels as if her ribs are being crushed in a vice and it's suddenly impossible for her get enough air into her screaming lungs.

"I'm just saying, I love you." He says it again and Letty wonders if it's possible that he's missed the reaction his words have provoked. But she's tensed so tightly that she thinks her bones might snap and he's still running his hand up and down her spin so he has to have noticed.

"Dom…" She tries but can't carry on because the words are catching in her throat and for one agonising moment Letty thinks that she might actually choke. Too soon, too soon. The words echo inside her head, bouncing off of her skull and getting louder and louder. It's too soon for this sort of confession.

"I think it's pretty obvious how you feel about me." Letty can hear the smile in his voice and feel the panic filling her gut. She dose love him, has always loved him and made no secret of the fact. But there relationship is new, they've been together barely six weeks and her every instinct is screaming that it is too soon for him to be making declarations of love. How can he know, there hasn't been enough time.

"Dom," She tries again, and this time manages to force the words out around the blockage in her throat. "I really can't have this conversation."

And it's true she can't do it because it scares her. Not because she doesn't believe what he's saying but because some small part of her she doesn't want to acknowledge doesn't quite trust his reason for saying it. He's Dominic Toretto, he could do anything and have anyone. But she's just the girl who's always lived down the street and always loved him. They've been dating six weeks and it's too soon for him to say he loves her.

"I'm not ready." The words come out as a panicked whisper, as fear sends her pulse pounding and the magazine slips from her suddenly sweaty palms. These are words she has dreamt of him saying to her, so it's not fair that hearing them out loud scares her so much. Not fair at all.

"Easy chica." He says and easily rolls her onto her back so that she has no choice but to look up at him. Letty knows that even if he couldn't tell from her tensed body he can see the fear and uncertainty in her face and she doesn't want to hurt him. But Dom just smiles and brushes a few stray stands of hair out of her face before lightly kissing her mouth.

"It's not a conversation I'm ready to have yet either." He leans in and kisses her again, deeper this time and arousal starts to burn within him as he feels her relax into him. "I'm just saying that I know and so I want you to know, I love you."

(A/N) Because the first time someone told me they loved me, I kinda freaked out too. And also because I didn't want to be overly sappy just cus the prompt was 'Love'. I'm gonna try for weekly updates with this and I will try my best to reply to reviews, but if I don't it's cus I'm a lazy cow not that I don't love you all.

Lamanth xx