Chapter 14
"Hey Dom, what do you want me to do with this food order?" Mia called from behind the counter.
"Just call it in tomorrow. I think they're closed today," he muttered as he fumbled through the piles of paperwork on his desk. He'd been taking a much needed break from the garage, and decided to do some catching up at the store.
"What's wrong with you?" Mia asked, lifting an eyebrow. He'd been acting strange for the past two days, ever since the night he was supposedly "Out with Vince."
"Nothing," he snapped, and Mia decided not to push it. She turned her attention back to her own pile of paperwork when she heard a familiar car pull up and come to a stop in front of the store.
She exited the car smoothly and sauntered into the store, pausing only for a quick hello to Mia.
"What's up girl?" she called, smiling a little before heading to the back of the store where Dom sat, head buried in paperwork.
"Hey," she said, leaning back against the doorway, "why haven't you been at the garage the past two days?"
"I've been busy," he replied, not taking his eyes off the desk.
"Yeah, well you left me in the trenches Dom. I got slammed yesterday and tried to call you. You don't answer your phone or what?"
"I said, I've been busy," he replied again, this time taking a slightly harsher tone.
Mia sat quietly behind the counter trying hard not to eavesdrop, but she couldn't help noticing the tension between her brother and Letty.
"You can't pick up the fuckin phone?" Letty snapped back. "Seriously Dom, if it wasn't for Leon, I woulda been in deep shit. What the fucks your problem?"
"Maybe you shoulda called whats-his-face," Dom snapped.
Mia raised an eyebrow. It was literally impossible not to eavesdrop...
"What? Who?" Letty asked, confused.
"You know who."
Letty scratched at her head, trying to figure out what the fuck he was talking about.
"Oh my god Dom, you gotta be fuckin kidding me right?"
"Whatever," he mumbled.
"Dom, are you serious? I was just talking to that guy! And I still don't get it. What do you care anyway? You have a girlfriend in case you forgot. What do you care who I talk to?!" she yelled. He was being ridiculous.
"You're right Letty," he said as he stood up, "I don't care. Do whatever the fuck you want." He gathered his things and stormed out, peeling off in his car.
Letty pulled up a chair at the counter and threw down her sunglasses.
"Fuckin...prick," she muttered under her breath.
"What was that all about?" Mia asked, curiosity getting the best of her.
"Your brothers a fuckin asshole. That's what that's about," Letty snapped.
"Here," Mia laughed, grabbing a beer from the cooler, handing it to her best friend and smiling. She'd seen way too many Dom/Letty fights in the past to even attempt to try and figure out what the hell that was all about.
"Oh..no," Letty waved it away, "I can't. I've been feeling like shit lately. Can I just grab a gingerale?"
"Sure," Mia replied, "What's wrong?"
"I dunno. Is there a stomach flu going around? I've been pukin my guts out for the past three days and I wanted to call off, but then your brother went and pulled that little disappearing act on me and fucked me over. I'm probably just gonna go home and lie down."
"Hmm. Pukin huh?" Mia asked, lifting an eyebrow. "What, did Alex knock you up before he left town?" Mia laughed.
"Girl, don't even," she laughed. "You know how long its been since I had..." Letty stopped mid sentence as she recalled the last time...
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...
"Oh fuck."
"What? Letty what's wrong?" Mia interrogated, stepping out from behind the counter and pulling up a stool next to her friend.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck..." Letty muttered, rubbing at her temples.
"Letty, your freaking me out," Mia laughed, "what's wrong? Did you have sex with Alex and forget or something?"
Letty shook her head.
"Oh. Look, it'll be okay. Let's just run to the store and grab a..."
"It wasn't with Alex," Letty whispered.
"What?"
"I didn't have sex with Alex..."
"Oh. Okay, then who?" asked Mia.
Letty looked over at Mia. She could see it in her eyes...
"Oh my god...Dom? You and Dom? When? Letty, oh my god..." Mia babbled, completely and utterly shocked. Wait. Was she really that shocked?
"Mia, chill out," Letty warned. "I don't know. I mean, we did, yeah. But it was just one time. A few days after I came back to town. I mean, we were drunk. It was stupid. I never thought...fuck."
...
"Letty?" Mia called, tapping lightly on the bathroom door, "you okay?"
The bathroom door opened and Letty emerged with the test in hand.
"Well?" Mia asked.
"I dunno. I have to wait two minutes," Letty replied, taking a seat at the edge of Mia's bed.
"This is fuckin retarded," Letty laughed, trying hard not to cry which was what she really wanted to do.
"It's probably nothing Letty. You probably really did just catch some sort of bug that was going around," Mia added, trying her best to sound reassuring.
"Yeah," Letty muttered as she looked up at the clock. "Shit man, I can't do it. You look." She huffed, handing Mia the little white stick that determined her future.
"Okay," Mia replied as she grabbed the test from Letty. "Well, it's digital, so it should just say Pregnant or Not Preg..."
"Man, just do it please..." Letty snapped, cutting her off. She tapped her foot nervously against the side of the bed.
Mia flipped the test over, revealing it's results...