Racing Hearts - Brian O'Connor

One

I lean over my brother glancing at the paperwork on the table.

"Do you need anything," I ask leaning against his back.

"Nah, I'm good Isa," he mutters still staring down at the paperwork.

"Okay," I whisper kissing the top of his head before walking out of the office.

My baby sister Mia writes in a workbook on the bench, she smiles as I walk past her to grab an apple from the bench. A red truck pulls in across the road, and a blonde-haired man steps out crossing the road towards the shop. Mia smirks at me, I roll my eyes at her as he takes a seat in front of me yet again. For the last three weeks, he has come in with the same order.

"Tuna on white no crust?" I ask planting one hand on the bench in front of him.

He stops flicking through the magazine on the bench and looks up at her grinning. "I don't know, how is it?"

"Every day for the last three weeks, you've come in here, asking how the tuna is," I raise my brows slightly. " Now it was crappy yesterday. It was crappy the day before. Hell, it's always been crappy. And guess what? It hasn't changed."

He smiles, "I'll have the tuna."

"No crust?" Mia calls from behind me, I glance over my shoulder at Mia, she smirks at me.

God, she is having way too much fun with this.

"No crust," Brian answers resuming flicking through the magazine.

I turn to the back bench making the sandwich as my brother gets up walking to the fridge to grab a drink. He turns around glancing at Mia. Then me, before his eyes come to rest on Brian. He makes eye contact with me for a moment before sitting back down in the office. I walk over to Brian setting the sandwich in front of him. I flick my hair out of my face, watching him.

"Thank you," he says before biting into it, my eyes narrow slightly as he chews it.

I glance at the magazine as Mia comes to stand beside me. She flicks to the next page which shows a lime green race car. Brian looks up at me, his ocean-blue eyes meeting my dark bronze ones. The sounds of the car engine roar up the road, Brian turns around as the crew pulls up.

First Letty's burgundy Nissan 240SX followed by the others. Letty climbs out adjusting her camo pants, she glances around briefly, black sunglasses perched on her nose, her dark hair pulled back. She walks past Leon's car as he steps out following her to Vince's.

"Talk to me, Jesse. This ain't working brother," I hear Vince say as he gets out of his car.

"It's your fuel map. It's got a nasty hole," Jesse tells him approaching the blue car. "That's why you're unloading in third."

"Told you," Leon declares as Jesse pops the hood.

I glance away from them when I notice Brian staring at me, I smile glancing back at the others.

"What's up, guys?" I grin as Leon saunters in.

"Hey Belle," he leans over the bench kissing my cheek, as Jesse follows him.

"How you doing Issy, Mia?" Jesse grins practically bounding past us.

"How you living girl," Letty calls to Mia before her eyes meet mine. "You and me," she calls glancing at Brian. "We gotta have a talk." She walks back to the fridge calling to Dom. "Hey, Dom. You want something to drink?" I see my brother raise his can above his head, Letty turns away with a sigh.

I turn back to Brian as Vince flicks a bowl of sugar packets into his arm taking a seat at the bench.

"Mia go out the back," I say glancing at my sister, she goes to protest when I silence her with 'the look'. She sulks off through the back door past Letty and the boys