Dom ran his hand over his shaved head and sighed for what felt like the hundredth time that night. It was one date... he couldn't have been out of the game for so long that he couldn't even remember what he was supposed to do to get ready for a date.

Not to mention there was the whole thing where he was still a wanted man and he had agreed to go out on a date with a chick he had just met. Dom stopped pacing, with Letty it had been simple, there was no such thing as dates. He just took her to the races, he won and gave he a massage when they got home.

But this... this was way out of his league. She was an engine builder, with a body like a porsche, not to mention she had tats and was a model. Letty had been the only woman he had been serious with, but she was gone and he was allowed to move on.

Dom took a deep breath and slipped into his Charger, Diablo was a girl and girls like flowers, right? Gnawing at his lip for a moment he decided to go ahead and get the flowers, if nothing else he could explain that he was rusty on the dating thing.

As he drove and grabbed a bunch of deep red carnations, his mind was going rapid fire. He wasn't one much for planning, but he had a feeling that she would want plans. Girls were too complicated for him, he knew that much. He took another deep breath and pulled his Charger along side of Diablo's winged Eclipse. As he got out of the car flowers in hand he noticed the banged up car on the other side of Diablo's.

A quick inspection let him know she had done work on it, the wings painted just above the license plate. He recognized the scrapes in the bumper and the way it was hanging off slightly, meant that it had nicked the wall at a decent speed. Shaking his head Dom walked away from the garage and headed up the stairs to the second floor where he knew Diablo lived.

Angel was darting around the apartment, trying to clean some and get ready at the same time. This was rediculous... she lived on her own and never once cared what her apartment looked like as long as the mess was contained out of the sight of her customers, but now as soon as she had a potential permanent male in her life she cared about it.

Finally she paused, glancing at the clock and swore colorfully as she half ran into her room and pulled on clean clothes and brushed out her long hair letting it hang loosely in it's natural wavy and curled state. She slipped a hairtie around her wrist and sped walked into the bathroom, make-up already spread across the counter as she quickly applied black liner, a deep violet eye shadow with a white highlighting to it. Angel sighed taking a deep breath as she continued on her make-up, the good news was that she was a model and had watched enough to know how to apply make-up fast and still look pretty.

Angel stopped her self and actually looked at her self in the mirror, her skin was flushed slightly from the running around, and her eyes were almost wild looking. As if she were still trying to run around like a mad woman before he got here. Taking a deep breath Angel slowly let it out, and willed herself to calm down.

Hearing someone coming down the hallway, Angel turned out of the light and walked back into the living room, to at least shove some of the mess away. Given that her younger sister would probably be looking at her like some crazy person, if she hadn't locked herself away in her room when the cleaning started.

Dom took a deep breath and knocked on the wooden door in front of him, he didn't know what to expect. He didn't know her well enough to know her mindset. When Dom knew how some one thought things out it was easy to prepare himself for the worst possible situations, that was when he was thinking straight and not trying to get himself into more trouble.

When the door opened he held the flowers loosely in his hand, he didn't take but a moment to take her in, before he knew he was going to be golden. Dom's eyes roamed over that hourglass hispanic frame happily. Her long hair was down, in what he could assume was it's natural state. Her eyes painted dark, keeping his attention right there on her face.

If you closed the door and asked him what she had been wearing, Dom wouldn't have been able to tell you. Licking his lips as they broke out into a slight smile Dom offered her the flowers.

"I didn't know what kind you liked, or if you even liked flowers," he said as he watched her as she draped herself around the edge of the door and it's frame, "You look good... really good."

Angel leaned on the door half nervous about him seeing the disaster zone she was living in, that was he offered her the deep red carnations, "I'm not a big flowers person, but these are my favorite color, and coming from you how could I ever say no?" she asked rhetorically as she straightened and took the flowers from him, her head dipping to smell the flowers, "Come on in Dominic. Please excuse the mess, I was trying to clean and get ready at the same time and I seem to have had a misfire somewhere along the lines," Angel said leading him into the apartment with a satisfied smile as she continued to smell the flowers he had offered her.

She moved her way into the kitchen and pulled a glass vase out of one of her bottom cabinets, she could here Dom following her, his heavy boots resounding on her hardwood floors. Angel's hands moved easily filling the vase with tap water as she pulled a paring knife out of the butchers block, that held her kitchen ware. She sliced through the thin cellophane liner and sliced off the rubber band before she opened the packet and dropped its contents into the water before she placed the blood colored flowers in as well.

Angel turned with the vase and set it on the small island/ kitchen table. Her eyes glanced up at Dom as she licked her lips moving towards him, "So I guess there are two things you should know right now... My real name is Angel and my little sister, Lexi, lives with me because she's hiding out from our dad. So there really won't be one of the lets head back to the girls place and have some adult playtime," she said as she moved around the island/ table and smiled slightly at the massive man as he shrugged and nodded seeming to understand.

Dom shrugged as he followed her in and closed the door behind him. He glanced around seeing the living room had be converted into a mini garage space, the mess being centered there, around the partially built engine block and the blueprints being held open on the floor by wrenches. Dom smiled slightly and followed her the rest of the way into the kitchen as his eyes walked her walk, her hips swaying back and forth in a rolling motion, she must have danced at some point.

He watched her as she moved around the kitchen fixing the flowers up, not surprised with how easily she handled the blade. Dom automatically reached out towards her and gripped her wide flowing hips as she talked and he nodded.

"I figured that Diablo wasn't your real name, but it does your street cred wonders. If our night winds into adult 'playtime' as you so easily put it, I'll worry about where we have at it then. But let's just start at the beginning yeah?" Dom asked as one of his hands lifted and dragged softly over her jaw and shoulder, brushing some of the stray stands of hair away from her tan skin.