(n.) the perfect, delicate, crucial moment; the fleeting rightness of time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement.
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PART ONE: The Fast and The Furious
PART TWO: Fast & Furious
PART THREE: Fast Five
& cont...
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Sophia groaned at the loss of warmth as she hesitantly opened her eyes to the sound of a phone ringing.
"Yes."
She heard Brian close his phone as she slowly pushed herself into a sitting position. She tiredly gave Brian a confused look, "Who the hell calls this early?"
Brian quickly set his phone down before looking back at her, "Wrong number."
She gave him a 'really?' look as he leaned towards her. Her eyes fluttered shut as their lips connected. She fell back onto the pillows as Brian's hands trailed over her body. She lazily wrapped her arms around his bare shoulders. She raked her nails down his back causing him to moan against her lips. Brian pulled away when she giggled. He cocked an eyebrow at her as she sheepishly smiled, "I'm sorry that was just really hot."
Brian shook his head as he flashed a grin at her before he ducked his head and began to kiss her again.
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She had a bad feeling about this.
Race Wars.
She had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that something bad was going to happen. The last time she had felt something similar to this her dad died. Maybe she was overthinking it but something was off about the crew. Dom had been more adamant on making this cargo steal, Jesse seemed more nervous than ever, and Brian. Brian was acting fidgety and being very protective over her. So for that reason she had made Mia stay home. She knew that Mia was dying to go but if there was even the slightest chance that her younger sister would end up hurt she wasn't going to take it.
So here she was.
She followed the line of cars that were preparing to race. She could easily take all of them. Brian had called her and told her he'd be here to see her race, and she was holding him to that.
"Aye girl this here is for real racers!"
She looked to her left to see the guy who she was up again was talking shit. She scoffed, "Then why are you here?"
The crowd surrounding them 'ohh'd' at her comment as the man fumed. He pointed his finger at her, "You better watch your mouth lil lady, it might get you into trouble. Let me tell you- you don't want to get in a fight with me."
Sophia rolled her eyes and reached into her bra and pulled out a wad of cash, "Then let's settle it right here, right now. A grand each."
