Disclamer: I do not own anyone or thing in this story(that is those who are
TFATF related) with the exception of Liz.
"Hey V, what's the name of that Cuban restaurant you wanted to take me to?
"With the wooden tables and the little red candles?"
"Yeah, what was the name again?"
"Cha Cha Cha.."
" Yeah," Mia gave him a big smile, then she turned to Brian, " Well you can take me there. Ten sound good to you?"
"Perfect."
Vince slowly backed out of the kitchen, hitting the door in the process.
"Where's the popcorn?" Jesse asked.
"Make your own goddamned popcorn!" Vince yelled and stormed out the door.
Why did she do that? He would do anything Mia asked him. Anything dammit!
And the thing that really go him was that she knew it too. Then why would she do that?
"You want some ice for that burn?"
Vince looked over at his car. Sitting on the hood was a tall woman. She had brown hair that went to her shoulders, light blue eyes, and a nice body.
"Fuck you, Liz."
"It looks like you're gonna have to, cause you're not getting any from Mia."
He gave her a death glare and walked over to her.
"Get off my car or die." She smiled and got up.
"Actually that's why I can over. I'm driving you home."
"Like Hell you are."
"You're drunk and I'm driving you home. Or maybe we should ask Dominic if you can drive."
He sighed and handed her the keys. They got in the car and Liz started it.
"So, who's the new guy?" she asked.
Vince looked out the window and didn't reply.
They drove in an odd silence for a while. Vince looked over at Liz and noticed something on her arm. It stretched from her wrist to the middle of her forearm.
"What happened?" he asked.
"What?"
"To your arm. What happened?"
"Oh that," Liz laughed a little nervously, " I was screwin' around in the kitchen and I burnt myself."
"Doesn't look to pretty."
"Didn't feel to nice either."
They pulled into the parking lot of their apartment complex. Liz got out and looked around. A black truck was parked in front of her place. She clutched the keys a little tighter in her hands.
"Hey V? Can I stay at your place tonight?"
"Why?"
"I just want to."
"Why do you want to?"
"'Cause I'm gonna fuck your brains out !"
"Geez you don't have to get so snappy."
"Sorry, I just don't want to go home to night okay?"
"Yeah. Come on over."
"Thanks."
Vince took his keys back and unlocked the door. Liz followed behind him.
"Hey, were you joking about that?"
"About fucking you?"
"Yeah."
"If you weren't piss drunk, I'd seriously consider it."
He laughed and opened the door.
"Hey V, what's the name of that Cuban restaurant you wanted to take me to?
"With the wooden tables and the little red candles?"
"Yeah, what was the name again?"
"Cha Cha Cha.."
" Yeah," Mia gave him a big smile, then she turned to Brian, " Well you can take me there. Ten sound good to you?"
"Perfect."
Vince slowly backed out of the kitchen, hitting the door in the process.
"Where's the popcorn?" Jesse asked.
"Make your own goddamned popcorn!" Vince yelled and stormed out the door.
Why did she do that? He would do anything Mia asked him. Anything dammit!
And the thing that really go him was that she knew it too. Then why would she do that?
"You want some ice for that burn?"
Vince looked over at his car. Sitting on the hood was a tall woman. She had brown hair that went to her shoulders, light blue eyes, and a nice body.
"Fuck you, Liz."
"It looks like you're gonna have to, cause you're not getting any from Mia."
He gave her a death glare and walked over to her.
"Get off my car or die." She smiled and got up.
"Actually that's why I can over. I'm driving you home."
"Like Hell you are."
"You're drunk and I'm driving you home. Or maybe we should ask Dominic if you can drive."
He sighed and handed her the keys. They got in the car and Liz started it.
"So, who's the new guy?" she asked.
Vince looked out the window and didn't reply.
They drove in an odd silence for a while. Vince looked over at Liz and noticed something on her arm. It stretched from her wrist to the middle of her forearm.
"What happened?" he asked.
"What?"
"To your arm. What happened?"
"Oh that," Liz laughed a little nervously, " I was screwin' around in the kitchen and I burnt myself."
"Doesn't look to pretty."
"Didn't feel to nice either."
They pulled into the parking lot of their apartment complex. Liz got out and looked around. A black truck was parked in front of her place. She clutched the keys a little tighter in her hands.
"Hey V? Can I stay at your place tonight?"
"Why?"
"I just want to."
"Why do you want to?"
"'Cause I'm gonna fuck your brains out !"
"Geez you don't have to get so snappy."
"Sorry, I just don't want to go home to night okay?"
"Yeah. Come on over."
"Thanks."
Vince took his keys back and unlocked the door. Liz followed behind him.
"Hey, were you joking about that?"
"About fucking you?"
"Yeah."
"If you weren't piss drunk, I'd seriously consider it."
He laughed and opened the door.