What if Letty and Dom did have a child in the first movie?
Nicole Toretto, a little firecracker and just like her parents in every way. But how would a kid change things?
How does a child grow up with running from the law, dealing with family deat...
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Chapter Seventy-Five
Nicole walks inside the shops garage.
"Tyler!" Looking around she spots him over by the car that was up above him and Mike. "I got something for you."
He turns around from conversations with Mike. "You now have my attention."
"It's work related." Nicole hands go to her hip.
"Now not so much." He goes to turn.
"Tyler." Nicole pouts with the papers in her hand. "Come on,"
"Kidding, I'm kidding." Tyler kissed the side of her head and takes the papers from her. "Let me see." He looks it over. "Harry is asking for a lot, here."
"Just give it to him." Nicole points.
"Bu-"
"Aht." Nicole holds up her hand. "How big is your tab over there?"
"Point taken." Tyler nods. "Alright." He signs it. "Let him know he's straight."
"Yes, sir." Nicole swipes the paper from him.
Tyler smirks. "You know I like it when you talk to me professional."
Nicole giggles and shakes her head. "Get back to work."
"Yes, before I throw up on this floor." Mike says.
Tyler chuckles. "Forgot you were here Mike."
"Yeah, when Nicole comes around you forget a lot of things."
"Can't help that." Tyler looks over to the desk where she sat.
Since being back, Brian gave the reigns to Nicole and decided to stay at home and handle paperwork while he helped Mia with the newborn and Jack. Nicole was more then willing to handle the auto side and the shop for them and it gave her more time to learn the ways of running a businesses.
Those straight locks pinned up in a messy bun as a few strands stuck to her face from the heat.
Paperwork was one thing, but Nicole still loved to do the labor.
A black rag tucked in her, baggy, khaki bootcut cargo pants. The wife-beater tank, cropped a little low to show her stomach as her cross chain hung around her neck.
Damon knocked, walking in. "Sorry I'm late."
"Right on time actually." Nicole stuck her pen in her hair. "Where is Raf and Nathan?"
"I sent them on an errand for me." Tyler sits in the all black Lincoln and starts it up. Nicole walks over when she heard the engine. "Sound better huh?"
Nicole leans on the door. "Gifted with your hands." Tyler smirks, Nicole points. "Don't you dare say it."
He laughs and pulls a giggling Nicole inside the front seat with him.
