Trouble {Dominic Toretto} - On Hold

No Rest for the Wicked

"So how about that honeymoon?" Dom asks a couple days later, sitting on the edge of the bed while his wife walks out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. The blonde's darker brows shoot upwards as she walks to her bag for new clothes.

"So what's the catch?" She fires back with a smile, pulling on her underwear, shorts and a tank top. Harley jumped beside him on the bed, legs crossed over each other. Dom wraps an arm around her.

"Vince called. There's a job."

"Well I guess there's no rest for the wicked. I'll go grab our stuff." She tells him, kissing his cheek and moving off the bed to collect their stuff. In no way is she upset by having to leave; they'd been waiting for this call for weeks and now it was finally here. She's excited to see how Brian and Mia have been getting along since they broke Dom out of that prison bus; hopefully their relationship is still going well.

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It's relief when Harley can finally stretch her limbs again after being in the car for so long; Dom had gone to see Vince while she slept the night before and now they'd arrived where they needed to be for the job. Harley could see Dom wasn't happy about there even being a job considering everyone was supposed to lay low. But they both knew that had to be put aside so this isn't screwed up.

"Well look who it is. Little Lee." Vince greets the blonde woman and she beams up at him, pulling him into a hug.

"Nice to see you haven't changed, coyote." She teases him, punching his arm. Her eyes zero in on men she doesn't recognise are loading things onto a truck that doesn't exactly look hazard free; raising a brow at it's almost skeletal exterior before looking back to Vince.
"So this is where you disappeared to, huh? Can't be the worst." She comments.

"Yeah, well Buster sort of screwed up our old life. I'm happy here though."

"Does a woman have anything to do with this?" Harley asks him, a coy smile on her face, and judging by the smile on his face it has everything to do with a woman.
"I'm happy you found someone, Vince." She speaks honestly. She'd really hated watching him pine after Mia all those years ago. It hadn't been fair on him or the younger Toretto. Vince just needed to find someone who loved him the way he could love - even if he might have shown it in his own strange ways. A little while after they met, he'd managed to piss Harley off and, instead of a heartfelt apology, the man had sat beside her while everyone was watching a film. He passed her a beer and grumbled a sorry.

"What about you and Dom? How's it going?" He asks her right back, glancing behind the blonde at the Toretto currently checking out the vehicle that made Harley apprehensive. Harley glanced down at her hand, fighting a smile by biting her lip.

"We're amazing. I couldn't be happier to be a Toretto." She says casually and he nods in acknowledgement. She knows it hasn't sunk in.

"Wait. A Tor-" Vince cuts himself off as it sinks in and his eyes dart to her left hand. A smile spreads across both their faces.
"Finally!" He exclaims, lifting the woman up with ease and spinning her around; she lets out a giggle while he puts her down. Everyone looks over at the pair; Dom starting to walk over with raised brows.
"When?" He asks.

"A couple days ago." Harley reveals with a shrug as the man himself reaches them, wrapping an arm around his girl's waist.

"I'm guessing Leah told you the news." He chuckles.

"Congratulations man." Vince says, pulling the man he's grown to call his brother in for a hug. Well - a manly hug. Definitely manly. The group of men start calling over in Portuguese and Harley frowns in confusion. She wasn't fluent in any language apart from English. Though she could pick up some Spanish if she strained herself.  Dom looks over at her with an amused smile.