Author: Moon Roses or Moony
Rating: R for language
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Recap: "Son of a bitch!" Shorty swore as she raced after the blue Maxima.

Chapter Eighteen

When Vince and Shorty arrived back at base camp it was thankfully deserted. The cars were missing and she was glad because she didn't want to deal with the incessant teasing and ridicule she would be subjected to the minute everyone heard she had lost to Vince. She stuck around long enough to pocket another ten grand before speeding off back to the rally point.

Shorty spent the rest of the afternoon in her car, winning the three races she had participated in. She was still disappointed however when she returned to the camp site that evening. So she had won three races and pocketed fifteen grand. What did it matter? Winning against three random wannabe's was no big deal in her books. The only one she had honestly wanted to beat was Vince. And now as she pulled in beside Marvin's car she wanted nothing more than to spend the night in her vehicle hiding.

No doubt Vince had spun a wonderfully exaggerated story about his win and she knew any denials she had at his ridiculousness would be met with half hearted smiles. There was no way they were going to believe a word out of her mouth.

She slid from the car almost noiselessly and approached the back of her trailer where she could hear excited chattering and booming laughter. Peeking around the side of the trailer she spied her entire team and all but Jesse from the Toretto's team. Everyone was relaxing while sipping a cold brew and she wanted nothing more than to join them.

"What are we hiding from?"

"Jesus Christ!" Shorty jumped back quickly and tripped over the mysterious person who had crept up behind her. The fear receded as soon as she glanced up and found Jesse's grinning down at her. "What the fuck Jess?"

He tiptoed to the back of the trailer and leaned his back against it. He brought both hands up to his chest and clasped them together, his thumb and index finger pointing up in the shape of a gun. Shorty cocked her head in confusion and choked back a laugh when the Mission Impossible theme hummed through Jesse's lips. His eyes shot back and forth nervously and he edged closer to the end of the trailer. He whipped his head around the corner before slamming his back against the trailer again, breathing hard. "I don't think they saw me," he whispered conspiratorially with a twinkle in his eye.

Shorty laughed aloud and pushed herself off the ground. She brushed her butt off quickly and moved to lean against the trailer beside Jesse. "Think I can sneak into the trailer without them catching me?" she whispered back.

He nodded his head in determination and bounced back and forth from his heels to his toes. His brow was scrunched in thought and Shorty was thankful she had someone who obviously hadn't heard of her embarrassing loss. "Is Lee meeting you in the trailer? That why you need to sneak in? You slut!,' he whispered. As quickly as he whispered that he was already whispering his plan, "I'll go first and draw their attention to me, count to 10, no 15. Wait. No. Yeah; 15. Then you sneak past."

"Yeah okay," Shorty sighed and readied herself as she watched Jesse disappear around the side of the trailer. She counted silently to fifteen and snuck around the side of the trailer.

"Look who I found boys? Rookie was just coming to say hello," Jesse shouted from his spot where he was casually leaning against the barbeque in front of her trailer.

Ten heads simultaneously looked in their direction and Shorty froze like a deer caught in a car's headlights. "You little sneak," she snarled as Jesse righted himself and grinned at her mischievously.

"Boo, what the hell is this about you losing to this waste of skin?" Letty called loudly nodding her head at a smug and smiling Vince.

"Come drown your sorrows," followed Beto sarcastically.

"You've soiled the team's rep," Marvin groaned.

"Eat me," Shorty snorted and shoved Jesse roughly as she past him. "Better watch yourself Kid."

Jesse rolled his eyes at her and fell into step beside her. He stooped and grabbed two Corona's from the cooler beside Leon's chair and popped the caps off. He handed her the beer as a peace offering and walked to the chair beside Vince's and collapsed. He pounded fists with Vince and leaned back onto the chair's hind legs gazing at Shorty in unabashed amusement.

Shorty narrowed her eyes at Jesse and glared until he set his chair back down on four legs and took a nervous gulp of his beer. She sank into the chair beside Leon and pouted like a child. Her bottom lip was thrust forward in anger as she transferred her glare to Vince. "Use that lip for good, gorgeous" Leon said as he stood from his chair.

He swooped down and scooped her off her seat and carried her to the trailer he and Jesse were sharing. Manoeuvring her over his shoulder he opened the door and stepped up into the trailer before pulling the door shut behind him. Shorty could hear half hearted threats from her team as Leon pulled her off his shoulder and into his arms again. He tossed her on his double bunk and peeled his jersey from his chest. She propped herself up on her elbows and let herself "eye fuck" the man in front of her.

"Like what you see?" he laughed easily knowing the answer to his own question.

The lust was written clear as day all over her face but she blinked and smiled up at him innocently, "Not particularly."

"Like hell you don't!" Leon grunted as he lay on top of her wiggling body. She shoved against his chest until he caught both her wrists in one hand and pinned them to the bed above her head. His legs locked around her own until she was completely immobile. Shorty stopped struggling and feigned defeat until she could find a moment to make her move and break free. "You know, for someone who's not interested you sure are breathing heavy," he whispered as he placed a kiss just below her earlobe.

Shorty's body exploded into furious spasms as she fought against the heavy body holding her prisoner. Against her will, her body was reacting to Leon's weight and the small kisses he was placing along her collar bone. She knew she needed to get out of the trailer and fast. It would have been fine to play this game if it hadn't been at Race Wars and Hector wasn't sitting less than thirty meters from where she lay. "Get off Leon."

His teeth scraped across her jaw before his lips captured her own and silenced her request. His free hand moved down her side until she felt his fingers graze her hip bone above the line of her shorts. Leon broke the kiss and looked down at her. She knew her cheeks were flushed with desire and she wanted desperately to continue but knew she couldn't. "I don't think so," he laughed as his hand crawled up her torso and behind her back where he untied the gold bikini top.

"Come on Leon, Hector is right there," Shorty grunted as she heaved her hips up and tried to dislodge Leon's legs from her own.

"Be quiet then," Leon whispered and captured her lips again. He deepened the kiss until her resolve broke. She pulled her arms from his grasp and entwined one hand in his sweaty waves. When his callused hand pushed under her bikini top she knew she had lost the game. Twice in one day.

A/N: Many thanks to Bindie, Miss Hood, Love Ink, and my girl Alez for all the thoughtful reviews. And shout outs to hikachan3, Miss Hood, Scottishgal12, Katsy388, and Tanschana for the favorites and alerts.

I know this chapter is fairly short but I think the next one is a little longer. I'm going to be going up North in Alberta to work the rigs for two weeks so I likely won't update until the Dec. 21 or later. In the meantime, please review and let me know what you think.