Author's Note: Okay well, hope all you Dotty fans are happy with this chapter. It took me forever to write the sex scene. If you don't like that (for some crazy reason) it's unnecessary to the plot and you can just skip the last part of this chapter. Everyone else, I hope this tides you over till finals are done! Thanks for reading!

Chapter 3: In Your Arms

Come my lady

You're my pretty baby

I'll make your legs shake

You'll make me go crazy

"Butterfly" – Crazy Town

Letty and Dom took to pulling full shifts at the garage most days so that Leon could help his wife at the clinic. Her goal was to open the doors in a month and there was still a lot to be done.

Of course they didn't mind the work. They'd both been raised around engines, plus they were getting paid. Not that they didn't have enough left from the last job in DR but that money was being saved for when they decided to settle into their own place again.

Letty took a break; stepping away from the car she was working on to arch her back in a stretch. She grimaced at the faint popping noise and looking towards the clock. Lunch time.

"I'm hungry," she mused and Dom glanced up from his own work.

"A break doesn't sound like a bad idea," he agreed.

After letting the other mechanic, a local named Nuno, know that they were taking their lunch break they walked up the block together towards a small eatery.

Dom glanced down at Letty walking as his side. Her white tank and grey work pants were streaked with grease and her hair was gathered into a messy ponytail atop her head. Strands had slipped free and were plastered against the back of her neck from sweat. It was a familiar sight. He couldn't count the number of times he'd seen her like that in his life. But it seemed that every time she looked more beautiful. Maybe he hadn't been able to full appreciate it before. He hadn't always appreciated her. It had taken a bit of growing up and some serious self-reflection for him to come to that realization.

He blinked when he realized that she was smiling up at him questioningly.

"Dom, you've been staring at me for the last five minutes. Do I have something on my face?"

She reached up, wiping at her cheeks with remarkably small hands. She never seemed like it or acted like it but she was a small and delicate looking woman. It was with ease that he could lift her into his arms.

"There's nothing on your face," he answered, reaching out to still her hand and take it in one of his much larger ones.

She smiled and gave his hand a squeeze. "Thinking about something?"

"Remember the first time we met?" he asked.

She laughed and made a face. "You're thinking about that? Yeah, I remember. I was only a little kid."

"Mia watched the moving trucks all day. She was so excited that there was gonna be another girl on the block."

Letty snorted. "Little did she know…"

"You guys became best friends anyway."

"I spent more time bothering you and V than playing with Mia," she admitted, then sighed. "I miss her. V too. I wonder what happened to him."

They both fell silent, thinking how likely it was that their old friend had wound up in prison.

As they approached the little restaurant Letty was shaken from her thoughts by the scents of food. She stopped, tugging at Dom's arm until he came to a halt beside her.

"Dom, there's something I want you to know." She looked up at him, one small hand cupping his cheek until he met her gaze. "I don't regret anything, not even the mistakes. Because of them and everything I'm where I always wanted to be, at your side. Don't ever doubt that."

Emotion rolled through him. He felt relieved and undeserving at the same time. His arms banded tight around her, drawing her closer and she tilted her head so that their lips met.

He knew he'd never be able to walk away from her again.

0000

It was the following week before the missing medical supply trucks came up again. The sun was setting on the house in Cordoso Moreira as Sydney puttered around the kitchen, placing a basket full of fresh vegetables on the counter next to a cutting board. Potatoes were boiling in a pot on the stove and Leon was mixing up his famous barbeque sauce for the pork ribs that were laid out by the sink.

Letty and Dom had been sent outside to start up the grill, but they'd been out there way longer than necessary and the other couple was glad to leave them to whatever it was that had distracted them.

"My new shipment is scheduled to go out Wednesday morning," she spoke as she chopped the vegetables with careful precision.

Leon looked up from his bowl, a frown flickering over his face. "And you're still planning on going out there and picking up the trucks yourself?"

She sighed, knowing he was unhappy with her over this. "First I just want to make sure that the trucks are making it out of the warehouse. After that... we'll see where we go."

That eased him somewhat but he was still scowling when Letty wandered in through the back door.

"What's that look for?" she asked, sidling up alongside him at the counter.

He glanced down at her in mild annoyance. "Mind your own damn business, Chica. Go bother Dom."

"I already did. He sent me inside. So now I'm bothering you." She smirked, arms crossing over her chest and he had to laugh, shaking his head.

"Syd's supplies are taking off Wednesday. She wants to go to the warehouse and check out the trucks."

"This is news? She told you that she was gonna do that like a week ago." She scoffed.

"I know but I kind of hoped I could talk her outta it."

Across the room Syd laughed and rolled her eyes. "Sorry, it doesn't work that way. Now a woman can talk a man out of doing crazy shit, especially if she employs sex."

Both women laughed as the back door swung open and Dom stepped inside. "What's the big joke?"

Leon made a face. "Bro, I'm glad you're here. These women are driving me crazy."

"That's what they're good at," the other man answered, amusement lacing his voice as he went to the fridge for a beer.

"Leo here is all surprised that his girl still wants to check on her trucks," Letty put in, earning another glare from the man in question.

"Hmm," Dom rumbled, popping the top off the beer with his thumb and taking a long, cooling drink. "I told you we'd go with."

"Thanks man. I'll have Nuno handle things at the garage for a day. But for now… that grill better be ready."

0000

The sun had long since set by the time Letty was stripping out of her clothes and rooting around in the dresser for something to sleep in. She could hear Dom brushing his teeth in the adjoining bathroom; he'd left the door open.

She wiggled into a pair of old Belmont High shorts, dark green cotton with the initials BHS on the left hip and a ribbed grey tank top. She tugged her hair loose of its ponytail, slipping the rubber band around her wrist. She watched Dom come out of the bathroom, jeans slung low on his hips, unbuttoned. He smelled minty like toothpaste when he pressed a kiss against her mouth. She smiled and moved past him to brush her own teeth.

When she came back into the room five minutes later, his t-shirt dangling from her fingertips, he was standing with his back to her at the wide window. From where the house sat up in the hills they could look out past the mountains to view the lit up city of Rio de Janeiro stretched out below. Letty tossed the shirt across a chair with the other dirty clothes and smiled.

She moved to stand beside him and felt Dom's hand come up to tangle in her hair, knuckles brushing against the back of her neck. She leaned into his side and felt him press a kiss against the top of her head. She slid her arm around his waist, fingertips brushing against his hipbone.

He moved in front of her, his large frame blocking the view. Her arms slipped around his waist and she tilted her head back to look up at him. His hand cupped her jaw, and Letty leaned into the touch, relishing in the feel of his callused palm against her skin. He swept his hands through her hair, pulling it away from her neck and tilting her head back as he leaned in to capture her lips in a kiss. She parted her lips, releasing a sigh into his mouth as their tongues touched and her hands pressed flat against his chest before sliding down to rest at the waistband of his jeans.

When her hand moved lower, cupping against him through the denim, Dom's groan rumbled through his chest until her lips curled into a wicked grin. He scooped her up by the hips, foiling her teasing fingers as he laid her on the bed and then pinned her beneath his heavier form. Letty squirmed beneath him, one leg hooking around his hips so that she could grind her body up against his until they were both panting.

He growled against her lips, one large hand grasping at her hips and stilling them. Dom pulled back to look down at her and she smiled, cheeks flushed and lips swollen.

"What? You don't like that?"

"You drive me crazy," was his mumbled reply as he pressed his face against the curve of her neck, then knelt above her to tug off her tank top.

Her fingers curled into the waistline of his jeans and pushed them down over his hips. She could feel the cotton of his boxers underneath and smiled. "Dom, you're wearing too many clothes."

His response was a chuckle as he scooted away from her to get rid of the pants and boxers. He returned to her, fingering the worn cotton of her shorts. "I can't believe you still have these."

"I can't believe I still have them on." Letty smirked and he tugged them off. "That's better."

She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close, capturing his lower lip between her teeth. Her hand slid between them to press against his chest lightly, sliding down so that she could feel the hard ridges of his abs and his skin shuddered under her touch. She smiled and closed her eyes on a breathy moan as his lips traveled over the line of her neck. Dom's hands smoothed up the sides of her thighs, spreading her legs wider as he buried his face between her breasts. He knew her body so intimately; every curve, every hollow, every scar. Her hands slid around his waist and drifted up his back, rubbing over the stubble on his scalp as he teased his tongue over her breast.

Her thighs locked around his waist, urging him closer until she could feel him pressed against her. They both moaned as he slid into her slowly and Letty closed her eyes, relishing the feel of him inside her. Dom buried his face into the sensitive skin behind her ear and she could hear the uneven sound of his breathing. Her own moans of pleasure increased as the tempo and pace of their motions increased and she dug the short tips of her nails into his back, her heel pressing into his lower back. He followed her over the edge and she vaguely felt his hand press over her mouth through the sensory overload.

When her vision cleared she blinked up at the ceiling, feeling Dom's weight atop her and his heartbeat thundering between them. She closed her eyes and let a smile drift over her lips, stroking a hand down his back. It wasn't long until he moved though, pushing himself onto his arms to take his weight off her and she sighed at the loss of contact but also at the ability to breathe more easily.

He lay beside her, sliding one arm around her to tuck her against his side and she pillowed her head against his chest. Sleep was settling like a fog over her when she vaguely heard his voice.

"I love you, baby."