Chapter 9
There was regret in her voice...
His cell phone rumbled to life in his pocket, breaking the awkward silence between them.
"You gonna get that?" she asked, staring at his pocket where his phone remained, ringing relentlessly.
"What?"
"Your phone?" she replied, nodding toward his pocket.
"Shit," he muttered, shoving his hand into the pocket of his jeans and fumbling for his phone. He found it and flipped it open.
"Yeah?" he asked, a slight undertone of annoyance in his voice.
Letty wandered into the kitchen and came back about a few minutes later with two ice cold Coronas in hand.
"Out with Vince." She overheard him say. She cocked an eyebrow and plopped down onto the couch. Funny. Last time she checked, she sure as hell didn't look like Vince.
"Yeah. Just hangin out," he added as he caught Letty glaring at him out of the corner of his eye.
"Okay. Yeah, I'll call you later. You too. Bye," he said, flipping the phone shut and shoving it deep into his pocket.
"Out with Vince huh?" Letty asked coyly from her place on the couch.
"Don't start Letty," Dom warned as he ran a hand over his head.
"Whatever. Here," she said, tossing a beer his way. He caught it swiftly and cracked it open.
"You still drink this shit?" he asked as he examined the familiar label on the Corona bottle.
"You don't?" she snorted.
He didn't. But recently, he had been...
"So what's Vince been up to anyway?" she asked nonchalantly.
"You know, same ole. Same shit. Still chasin skirts." Dom replied, laughing a little at the thought.
"And Leon?" Letty asked as she continued to quickly take down the rest of her beer.
"Not much. Same old too. He's been seein this chick for a while though," he replied once again.
"No shit?" Letty laughed. "It serious?"
"Who knows," Dom chuckled, glad that the conversation had changed to something a little lighter. Things earlier had gotten a little...heavy. Too heavy.
"Two more?" Letty suggested as she held up her empty beer bottle.
"Looks like it," he responded, grabbing her empty bottle and heading into the kitchen.
Three hours and many beers later, Dom caught the time on the tv clock.
"Shit!" he hollered as he attempted to stand up. He failed miserably, and fell right back down to the place on the floor where he and Letty had been sitting for the past three hours. He laid back and rubbed at his head laughing.
"Shit, what?" Letty laughed, completely oblivious that it was now four o'clock in the morning. Dom was way too drunk and way too tired to talk so he simply pointed toward the clock. Letty looked over and quickly busted out laughing.
God he loved that laugh...
"Yoursobusted," she babbled, placing one hand on his chest as she struggled to sit up. He grabbed it quickly, and she came crashing down on top of him.
"Dom!" she exclaimed, a sweet mixture of Corona and tequila present on her breath.
"Youradrunk," he babbled, snaking two strong hands around her lower back, steadying her on top of him, long black curly hair tumbling over her shoulders...
She laid her head on his chest, her head spinning from the obnoxious amount of alcohol they'd consumed.
"I miss you..." she whispered in a drunken, almost inaudible tone.
He ran a large paw through her tangled wavy hair, smoothing it back away from her face.
"I miss you too," he whispered, lifting her chin with his thumb, running it lightly over her lips.
She was breathing heavy and he could smell the liquor on her breath. And he loved it. He needed it. He needed it more than anything...
Their lips collided harshly, breath reeking of alcohol and tongues running wild, searching every familiar inch of each others mouths.
For those few seconds nothing else mattered. It was only him. And it was only her. There was no breakup. There was no Debbie. There was no Alex. There was no finding closure. There was no anything. It was only Dom. And it was only Letty.
Yearning hands fumbled for clothing...
Finding buttons...finding zippers... ripping them open...
Exposing skin, exposing more than skin...
Exposing feelings that had been buried deep inside for four long years...
"Dom..." Letty panted, grasping onto his back as he flipped them over. The last remnants of clothing were torn off and scattered on the floor surrounding them. He gathered her hands above her head, kissing and nibbling at every luscious inch of her body. She clawed at his back, bringing him closer, inviting him in...
...
"Aw!! Big brother!" Mia squealed as she threw her arms around him. "I've missed you! Where you been?"
Dom embraced his giggly little sister as he racked his brain for an answer as to why he'd been avoiding the house for the past two weeks.
"Busy. Workin," was all he could come up with, "Debbie will be here in a bit. Had to do some stuff," he said as he entered the livingroom.
"Oh. Um... Oh, so she's back? I didn't know she was back," Mia gasped, guilt written all over her face.
"Why?"
"Look, Dom, I'm sorry. I just...I thought it might be nice to have the old gang back for a bbq. You know like the old days. I just...I thought Debbie was still away. I'm sorry. Look, I'll..."
"Is she here?" he asked.
"Out back," Mia replied softly, knowing exactly who he was talking about.
"I just...I thought you guys were okay? I mean, you talked to her, right?" Mia asked innocently.
Oh yeah. They talked alright...
Dom ran a stressful hand over his head as he walked through the kitchen, grabbing a beer from the fridge.
Beer.That's what had put them in the situation to begin with... Well, a lot of beer. And tequila. Fuck.
He heard her laugh from inside the kitchen.
That laugh...
Fuck. Get it over with, he thought.
He opened the door and walked out onto the patio were Letty, Vince and Leon were sitting, laughing and drinking beers.
"Hey brotha!" Vince yelled, tossing him a beer. Dom caught it with his free hand.
"I have one, but thanks," Dom replied, holding up two coronas.
"Well have another one! Were gonna get shitty tonight!" Vince laughed as he smacked Leon in the back of the head, challenging him to a one on one. Dom cleared his throat and took a seat on the patio chair across from Letty.
"Hey." He said quietly.
"Hey yourself." She replied, kicking her feet up on a nearby chair.
"You okay?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" she replied nonchalantly, taking a swig of beer.
So she was gonna play that game...
"Look Let, I'm sorry. You know, the way I just left. I shoulda..."
"Hey, no worries man. It's all good," she said, trying her hardest not to let on that she gave a shit.
"I just...I freaked out a little. I'm sorry. I really wanted to say..."
"Dom seriously. Shut the fuck up. It's no big deal man," she replied once again, cutting him off mid sentence.
"Hey Dom. Um...look who I found." Mia said nervously as she walked out to the patio.
"Hey baby. Sorry I'm late." Debbie said as she bent over, kissing Dom on the cheek.
"Who's this?" she asked, nodding toward Letty.