Twenty-Seven
Dom studied Kylie as she lay beside him sleeping in their motel room bed. She had insisted on staying with him at the hospital last night and it killed him to think of her curled up in that uncomfortable visitor's chair trying to sleep. He reached out and softly caressed her cheek, before gently brushing back a few stray curls and tucking them behind her ear. Damn that hurt!
He eased onto his back, the stabbing pain from moving his left arm subsiding to a dull ache. He hadn't gotten much sleep either, due to the nurse's constant visits to check his vitals and alertness. He sighed, exhausted, but unable to relax. His mind kept wandering to what coulda happened last night. His pride had led him to accept a stupid challenge from someone who had once betrayed him. A challenge that coulda cost him a future with Kylie and their baby. He thought back to how he'd allowed himself to be manipulated.
Flashback-
Dom woke to the sound of repeated, vigorous knocking. It took him a moment to realize he was at the Bellagio in Vegas, with Kylie curled up beside him. He gingerly untangled himself from her still sleeping form and turned, throwing his legs over the side. Sitting up he rubbed his hands over his face. The knocking started again and he quickly grabbed his discarded pants and shrugged into them. Then he hurried to the door intent on stopping the noise before it woke his girl.
He pulled open the door without bothering to look out the peephole. "What?" he demanded of the hotel employee whose misfortune it was to be on the other side.
The young bellboy swallowed nervously. "Ah, Mr. Toretto, Sir, um, the uh, front desk, ah, they sent me up to ah, wake you, Sir, cause, uh they called your room, um several times,but uh, nobody answered your uh, wake-up call." He shifted his weight in obvious discomfort.
Dom nodded, absently rubbing the back of his head. "What time is it?"
"Uh, ten o'clock, Sir," the gangly teen replied still apprehensive.
"Shit!" Dom exclaimed. "We'll never make check out."
"Uh, Sir?"
"Sorry, Kid," he apologized, a sheepish grin on his face. "My wife and I (Damn it felt great to say that) had a late night," he gestured towards the tiny brunette still sound asleep behind him.
The teen nodded. "Uh, yes Sir. Um, but you don't have to worry. About check out, I mean. Maria, at the front desk, she said to let you know to, uh, take all the time you need, last night being your, um, wedding night and all." The poor boy turned bright red at the end, causing Dom's grin to grow wider.
"Tell Maria I really appreciate it."
The boy nodded and turned to leave. "Hey, Kid," Dom called him back. "Thanks," he told him and pulled out a twenty from the money clip in his pocket.
"Thank you Sir!" the boy responded enthusiastically then turned and hurried away.
Dom chuckled and closed the door. Turning around he was incredibly grateful that he'd been blocking the boy's view of the room. Kylie was lying on her side, facing the door, and the sheet had pulled off of her and was now lying in a pool on his side of the bed. She was totally naked, and damned if his cock didn't twitch at the sight of her, despite their multiple rounds of love making which had ended just a few hours ago.
He shook his head and then moved to cover his sleeping beauty with a fallen blanket. Grinning he turned towards the bathroom and headed for the shower.
F&F
After showering, shaving and dressing, Dom decided to pack their things up before waking Kylie. He woke her when he finally had everything packed up except for the things she needed to get ready. As he had anticipated she woke grumpily, but was wide-eyed after her shower.
They checked out first, then went in to the buffet and had brunch before hitting the road. Kylie surprised Dom by staying awake for the whole first hour. She nodded off mid-sentence, having struggled for fifteen minutes to stay awake. Dom woke her just before they arrived back at Wars. He couldn't wait to announce their marriage to the team.
He pulled up to their campsite to see Roman grilling lunch, his arm around Lexie, Mia was curled up in Brian's lap as he sat nearby joking with Rome, and Vince, Rachel, Lydia, and Leon were playing cards. Nearby Jessie and Angel were playing hand held video games.
"Hey, hey! Look who's back!" Rome shouted as Dom climbed from the car and went around to open Kylie's door. "So how was Vegas Bro'?"
Dom grinned as he slipped an arm around Kylie and led her towards the group. He knew the longer he waited to answer, the more curious they would get. He continued over to the group, grabbed a Corona and fruit juice from the cooler and sat down. He pulled a confused Kylie down onto his lap, handed her the juice and winked conspiratorially to her. Then he opened the Corona and took a long drink.
"Dom?" Mia prodded.
"What? It was Vegas. What's there to say?" he responded amused. "Besides, we pretty much stayed in the room, after all Ky can't go to the casinos."
"Are you kidding me Bro'?" Roman asked incredulous. "We're talking Vegas, a city that never sleeps!"
"Dom, you could have gone to Cirque du Soleil," Mia reprimanded.
"Or La Cage," Rachel threw out, which started the whole team throwing out suggestions.
"The coaster at New York, NY!"
"The Vegas Speedway!"
"M&M World!"
"The Eiffel Tower at the Paris!"
"Mandalay Bay!"
"Dude, uh, Circus Circus," Jesse concluded.
Dom fought to hide his grin. His whole team was royally pissed at him on Kylie's behalf.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! We did see the Fountain Show at the Bellagio, and Kylie spent part of yesterday being pampered at their spa. Oh," Dom explained, "and we did manage to do something a little special. Show 'em Ky."
Kylie looked at Dom in amazement. He was really having fun with this. Shaking her head at his unusual behavior, she held up her left hand revealing her new platinum wedding ring.
"You got married?" Vince asked in disbelief.
Leon spit out the swig of beer he'd just taken, spraying it all over the place. "No way, Dog!"
"Why didn't you tell us?" Mia asked, hurt evident in her voice. "I'd have loved to been there."
"Shit! Mia I'm sorry. It wasn't like that. I wanted to do something special with Ky, just the two of us. You guys, you already consider her family so this was just for her," Dom apologized and explained, hoping to relieve his sister's hurt feelings.
Mia blinked and swiped at a few stray tears. She stood up and came over to them. "Tell me you at least took some pictures?"
Dom grinned. "And a video. Andy insisted."
Mia shook her head at him. "I could really kick your ass Dominic Toretto. Going off and getting married with me, not to mention seeing Andy. You're very lucky I love you." She leaned down and kissed Dom while hugging Kylie between them. She pulled back and kissed Kylie's cheek. "Congrats Ky! I've finally got a real little sister."
After she'd pulled away Brian stepped up and congratulated them and quickly the rest of the team joined in. The girls pulled Kylie away demanding details and an hour passed before Dom got to hold her again. They were both still tired so Dom settled into the hammock with her at his side.
"I still can't believe you guys went off to Vegas and got married," Lydia commented.
"That's my brother," Mia quipped, a teasing smile on he face.
"You gotta be kidding me!" a voice they all knew shouted in outrage. "You actually married that puta! (whore)"
Looking up Dom saw Letty walking into their campsite, Jeremy at her side and a few followers who stayed on the outskirts. He sat up quickly and climbed from the hammock. Kylie followed right behind him and when he stopped a few feet away from the interlopers, he threw his arm around her shoulders, intent on protecting her should the need arise.
At the same time Vince had his hands full holding Rachel back. She relished the idea of getting another shot at Letty and was trying her hardest to get at her.
"¡Hijo de puta! (Son of a Bitch!) I can't believe you were stupid enough to come here Biatch," she screamed at Letty.
"¡Puta madre! (Fuck off!) You dumb cow!" Letty replied vehemently, moving closer towards the redhead.
"That's enough Leticia!" Jeremy chastised sounding both aggravated and bored.
Immediately Letty's whole demeanor changed. She shot one last glare toward Rachel, then moved back to Jeremy's side, sulky, but quiet.
"Rachels's right Letty. You're damn lucky I don't hit women. You put your hands on my girl, and now you show up here acting like it never happened? You got alota balls coming here, let alone bringing him with you." Dom informed his former girlfriend, his voice conveying his displeasure at seeing her and Jeremy.
"On the contrary Dominic, I brought Leticia here," Jeremy replied still unaffected by Dom's obvious anger.
"Now why would you do that?" Dom asked, his attention finally focused on his former friend.
"As you said, Leticia's behavior was quite uncalled for and she needs to apologize to your …, wife."
"Really? " Dom asked suspiciously while staring down the other man.
Instead of answering Dom, Jeremy turned to Letty and nodded. She glared back for a moment, their gazes caught in a battle for dominance, then Letty dropped her eyes and looked at the ground. She sighed then stepped forward and looking vaguely in Kylie's direction.
"Sorry," she snarked out.
"Yeah right! Try and sound like ya mean it, why don't ya?" Lydia called out voicing the thought on everyone's mind.
"Why don't you shut your fat mouth before I leave tread marks all over your face?" Letty countered, and all hell broke loose.
F&F
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