"I'll take you to return the rental later and ..."
"Hey! Eyes over here." I heard, turning to see a brunette snapping her fingers in front of Dom's face.
"Who's that?" I asked my brother.
"That's Letty."
"Letty?" I asked, remembered the lanky little girl she used to be.
"Yeah, she's Dom's on again-off again girlfriend. They argue a lot and she's hella possessive." Leon quickly said.
"Look at you being queen gossip. I forgot all about her." I laughed.
"Gotta bring you up to date, so, you gonna race tonight?" Jesse asked.
"And put some more clothes on." my brother growled.
"Say less. Just for that, I'll wear less." I told him.
"Destiny."
"Vincent. You don't tell me what I can and can't wear." I replied.
"Whatever, so what are you doing here?" he asked.
"Looking for you, dummy. How much longer till you're off the clock?" I asked.
"We've got about another hour and a half." Leon said.
"She wasn't asking you, dumb ass." Vince said.
"I was just informing."
"Dinner?" I asked Vince, smiling at him.
"Yeah, and I know just where to take you." he smiled.
"Our place?"
"Our place. So, what are you gonna do in the meantime?" he asked.
"Lounge around and watch you work, if that doesn't bother the big boss." I said, turning to see Dom still staring at us.
"Yeah, it's no problem." he said.
"Thanks." I smiled, walking over to the car that Vince was working on.
"What?" he asked.
"Something is wrong here." I muttered, bending over to look more closely at some hoses.
"Damn thing won't turn on and ..."
"Here ... let me ... hand me the ... thank you." I muttered when he handed me a wrench, exactly the one I needed.
"Well I'll be damned ... I've been working on this shit for at least two weeks." my brother scoffed.
"Turn it over." I smiled.
When the car purred on everyone looked up.
"You got it?" Jesse asked Vince.
"Nah, baby sis got it."
"Vince, you're five minutes older, it's not that much." I complained.
"Five minutes is still older than you."
"Wait, how'd you get it to turn on?" Dom asked, walking over to look under the hood.
"It just needed a woman's touch." I told him.
"I tried to fix this junk last week." Letty growled, popping her head under the hood.
"Well ... another woman's touch." I smiled, winking at Jesse.
"What do you know about cars?" Letty asked me.
"Um, did you not see who I'm related to? I've been a gear head since I could walk probably and I used to work here on the weekends and after school." I told her.
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Tiny Racer
FanfictionDestiny Gomez enjoyed being unseen as a teenager. She knew her way around the garage and definitely enjoyed it but preferred to have her nose in a book instead of going to parties and street races. All of that changed in college. She left Los Angele...
