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Isabella had just finished using the restroom as she wiped her wet hands against her jumper and jumped back on the bed. She fiddled with the remote buttons before pressing play and continuing her movie, that was until her phone began to ring on the dresser beside her. She paused her movie once more before flipping it over to see who it was.

It was Brian as she picked up.

"Hey B." Brian greeted once she picked up. "I got two of the other drivers out of the race so we're in now."

"How did you do that?" Isabella asked curiously.

"Doesn't matter." Brian shrugged off and he could hear the 'tsk' sound over the phone from Isabella. "We have a party to get too."

Isabella sighed. "Alright, I'll see you there."

Isabella had settled on a dress which was appropriate for the occasion but not too revealing. She grabbed one of her jackets and threw it on herself as she left the room. "Mia, I'll be home late!" She called out as she reached downstairs, grabbing her keys from the table and headed towards the door.

"Okay!" Mia called out from the kitchen. "I love you, stay safe!"

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The place was crowded as Isabella manoeuvred herself through the crowd as she lost sight of Brian. She moved her hair behind her ear as she walked past people dancing and having conversations. She finally spotted Brian who was playing pool in the corner of the room and she sighed. She made her way over towards the bar, taking a seat on a stool whilst a female bartender set a Corona in front of her, Isabella sending her a smile. 

Isabella let the yellow bitter liquor go down her throat as the bartender went to attend someone else. "Yeah Corona." The familiar deep voice belonged to her husband as he sat down beside her.

Isabella glanced to her right and saw Dom already looking at her. Their eyes connected and he didn't break eye contact as grabbed the beer that was set in front of him and brought it to his lips. She broke contact when she glanced at the silver cross necklace dangling below his neck and she swallowed thickly. She opened her mouth to say something but stopped when Brian came over and sat on the other side of her so she was sandwiched between the two men.

She ignored Dom's longing gaze on her as she turned her seat towards Brian. Brian glanced between the two, sensing the tension before Dom also turned over to him. "That's too bad about Dwight and that other racer. Having the Feds raid your house the same night you make the team. So unfortunate." Brian spoke.

"I wish I could say I was surprised to see you here." Dom replied before he lowered his voice so only the three of them could hear. "What's to stop someone from telling them you're a cop?" He asked and Isabella raised her eyebrow as she sipped her drink.

"Probably the same thing that's keeping me from telling them why you're really here." He shot back.

Isabella straightened in her seat when she spotted Campos walking towards the trio with open arms. "What's up fellows, chica?" He patted on both Brian and Dom's shoulders as he reached his hand out to Isabella's, taking it and placing a kiss on it. She could sense her husband tense up behind her and this caused her to smirk a little seeing as this clearly upset him.