Dark eyes turned to the house in font of her, both cars were in the drive letting her know that not only was Jack in but also his pretty little girl, laughing softly she looked over at Gabe, dark eyes twinkling ever so slightly as she let out a deep breath, sliding from her car she moved towards the door. Time to test her little puppet.

Her hips swayed as she moved to the door, heels clicking against the pavement, darkness had settled around the city, a perfect night really, hopefully it would stay that way. Everything was set for the evenings events, if Jack played nice things would end on a happy note, if he didn’t well she’d be pissed her client pissed and Johnny pissed….and she’d make Jack a very sorry boy.

Heaving in a deep breath she knocked, loudly, it didn’t take long for him to answer, “Where’s the girlfriend” She questioned with a raised brow pushing past him and into the house.

His shirt was quickly picked up from the floor and hung over his left shoulder for now, his hair and skin still damp as he jogged down the stairs while muttering a few choice words under his breath. He hadn't even wanted to bother answering the door, he had been fine where he was, with Faye in their bath..

One of his hands still worked on re-doing the buckle of his belt, his eyes lowered down to what he was doing as his other hand moved to open the door. The moment he was met with a familiar voice, he stopped bothering with his belt, leaving it for what it was as he lifted his head only to confirm it was her. Natassia...

He grabbed her arm before she could make it further in to the house. "Your business is with me, not her." He growled as he pulled her back outside with him before closing the door behind him in the process. He hadn't wanted her in the house the first time, and he sure as hell didn't want her in the house now.

He pulled the shirt from his shoulder, drying his face off a little with it while he watched her. "Mind telling me what you're doing here? Looking for another roll in the hay, another scar maybe.." His eyes moved over her neck as he stepped closer, his hand lifting up so his fingers could softly touch the healing cut on her skin. "Because I have to say, this one looks good on you, gives you some character."

His hand wrapped around her arm and her own lifted resting against his bare, and slightly damp skin, raising a brow she laughed softly, did he honestly think that, laughing she allowed her gaze to deliberately wonder over his body, eyeing every inch of his skin. “Wrong Jack my business is with her if you refuse to hold up your end” And the true test would be tonight, if he did what she wanted, what she said then fine if not, oh she was going to have a very interesting talk with his girlfriend.

Heaving in a deep breath she forced herself not to trembling at his almost tender touch, with a raised brow she shifted around him, moving to stand near the edge of the steps but remaining just out of sight, she could hear Faye moving around up stairs, obviously growing impatient with Jack’s extended departure. “I hate to pull you away” Oh who was she kidding she was getting far to much enjoyment out of pulling Jack’s strings then she should have been.

Laughing softly she swayed towards him, pressing her chest against his bare, and still slightly damp skin, her fingers lifted brushing over his cheek, down to his neck, then his chest, “But I have a job for you” Licking her lips she smirked softly, “I need you to drive for me, ill be outside, let you say your goodbyes, don’t keep me waiting to long” She stated. Shaking her head she twisted and let herself out of the house.

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Faye furrowed her brow, Jack had insisted on answering the door, why was beyond her, and now she was growing impatient, he should have been back now, with a sigh she draw herself up out of the warm water, and towel dried herself enough so she could walk down the stairs. Wrapping it around her waist she headed down the steps, dark eyes finding Jack.

“Who was it” She questioned tugging her hair over her shoulder.

His eyes lowered down to the hand she had rested against his bare chest before he lifted them back up to meet hers, watching her as she watched him. "I said I'd play, didn't I.." How well he'd play was yet to be seen. He didn't like the idea of being her jumping jack, have her pull his strings and making him dance whenever she wanted him to. If it wasn't for Faye, he would have just told her to fuck it, him.. whatever.

He tilted his head slightly when she pressed her chest against his naked one, feeling her body heat radiating against his skin, his eyes darkening slightly and involuntarily from pleasure under her wandering finger before they moved away from her and toward the stairs at the sounds of Faye upstairs. She would be coming down soon..

He grabbed her wrist just as her finger reached his chest and moved his face only a breath away from hers. "I do this fucking job for you, and you leave her the fuck alone." He growled lowly before he let her go. "Trust me, I won't keep our little date waiting." He mumbled, cursing under his breath the moment she had let herself out. Shit..He was going in to this blind, with no idea what to expect.. How stupid could he be.

He moved as he finally did the buckle of his belt, stopping when he heard Faye's voice behind him. "A job.. I gotta go." He muttered as he pulled his shirt over his head before he turned around to face her. He closed the small distance between them, lifting his hand to cup her chin and tilt her head up to him while he gave her a half smile "I don't know how long I'll be, so don't wait up for me, ok.." He mumbled as he pressed his lips against hers. "I love you, baby." He whispered against her lips as his fingers trailed softly over her cheek before he reluctantly pulled away from her and headed toward the door. Better not keep the bitch waiting..

Oh now if only they were having play time, that would be just grand, at least for him any way, licking her lips she rose a brow in his direction, the noises from upstairs were becoming louder, obviously little Miss Lawyer didn’t like being left unattended, one thing they obviously had in common, cus neither did she. A dark, amused smirk crossed her lips at the look in her eyes, oh it was lovely to see she had that affect on him, still. Heaving in a breath she let it out slowly, laughing she shook her head at his words.

“No Jack you do this job and any other job I want you to do, and ill leave her alone” Smirking slightly she pulled away from him, heading outside, she stopped before reaching the door, “Oh and bring the keys to your Evo, your driving”

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A job, well that was vague, and obviously what ever job it was he had no idea either, she watched him with concern, wondering what the hell he had done for him to sit and jump when this bitch called, heaving in a deep breath she let it out slowly, before nodding her head, dark eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he stepped towards her. “Just be careful” She muttered softly.

Her heart hammered beneath her chest at his words, his actions, and she smiled tightly “I love you to” She muttered before watching him slip out of the house.

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Natassia turned her gaze away from her own car, smiling at Gabe she returned up the drive and lent her hip against his car, a suggestive smirk crossing her lips as she gestured for him to open it. “Here’s the deal your going to race for me” She turned dark eyes to him, “And your going to loose”

A laugh fell from her lips when she pushed herself away from the car, “Now the catch…your racing for slips” She smirked, with one brow raised, waiting for the argument to come.

Careful.. He snorted softly as he grabbed the keys to the Evo. He was known to be many things, but careful tended not to be one of them, not when it involved himself. His hand clenched around his keys as he made his way outside, finding Natassia leaning her hip against the side of the Mitsubishi. "Lovely.." He mumbled before he moved closer to his car and her. He pressed the button on the clicker, the lights flashing twice as the doors unlocked before he slightly furrowed his brow at her words. She wanted him to race and loose? No.. she wanted him to race, loose and..

He shook his head as his eyes moved from the Evo and on to her. "No, no way. I'll loose, but racing.. loosing for slips? What's in it for you, and please help me out with this one, because I'm failing to see the bigger picture here.." He all but growled, leaning his hand against the top of the car door as he looked at her. He was willing to do a lot of things, but being played and bullshitted like this?

Fuck.. He cursed under his breath as he turned his head away from her, the muscles in his jaws tensing slightly in frustration before he looked at her once more. "Why do you even need me for this, if all you're looking for is a fixed loss. Why not let one of your monkeys drive.." Even if he would do it in the end, it was still a legitimate fucking question, wasn't it?

Ahh there it was the argument she had seen coming, so she had picked right after all, licking her lips she made a small movement with her head gesturing for Gabe. The larger man moved from her own car, the bulge of his weapon noticeable beneath his shirt. Raising a brow in Jack’s direction she smiled as Gabe stepped closer towards him. “Its simple Jack you have what I want, today it’s the car, later its something else” She stated softly, a soft laugh falling fro her lips, she had answered both his questions, sort of, he’d question more of course, they always did, but they all realized soon enough that when she got her claws stuck in she didn’t let go.

“Jack this is business okay, this guy knows my guys, he knows they don’t loose, and anyway my cars, I don’t want to loose any of them” Her dark eyes turned towards Jack as she pushed herself away from the car and over towards him. She pressed her body against his, dark eyes clouding with amusement.

“Now tell me Jack, does Gabe have to go and make him self acquainted with your lovely” A breath fell from her lips as she stepped closer towards him, her hand wrapping around his neck, and her head tilting back so she was able to whisper in his ear. “She looks like a screamer….is she?” She questioned softly a laugh falling from her lips as she stepped away just enough to look into his eyes.

Her answer was as satisfying as any would have been, and what else could he have expected. She wanted his car and that was that.. Just business, just bullshit. His eyes shifted away from her and on to the brawn she had gestured towards, his gaze lowering down to the evident outlines of a gun under the man's shirt. Oh this was just.. great.

"Wait.." He raised his hand for the man to stop moving as she leaned in to him, and he could feel her breath wash over the skin of his neck when she whispered in his ear. Her words had him close his eyes for a moment as his brow furrowed slightly. He knew she was a screamer, both from his own experience and in the way Natassia meant. The torture on the video might have been fake, but her pleas and cries had not been. Every image and every sound of her, tied to that chair, were still burned in to his mind.

He placed his hand on the small of her back as her body pressed against his, keeping her there before his hand smoothed up, pushing up the fabric of her top up a little along the way. His fingers trailed over the skin of her back for just one small moment before they lifted, gripping her by her neck as he slightly gritted his teeth in anger. "You'll get what you want.. I'll race, I'll loose.. But you even as much as come near her, and I'll swear to god, this world won't be big enough for the both of us." He growled lowly in her ear before he let go, his expression completely emotionless as he moved to open the Evo's door.

"Are you driving with me, or what.." He grumbled as he slid in to the drivers seat, his hand smoothing almost mesmerizingly over the leather of the steering wheel. It was just a car, just a fucking car.. Right? He let out a sigh. Who the hell was he kidding.

Natassia smiled, she couldn’t have handpicked any one better. Who would have thought that the guy she had been trying to comfort at the races would turn out to be her way in, her secret weapon for Johnny. His love for Faye seemed to be winning out over his love for his car that was good, she had chosen correctly, the proof would come though when he raced and it came to actually winning or loosing, to winning a new car, or loosing his. One brow raised and her own hand raised slowly, gesturing for Gabe to stay where he was, she didn’t need to turn and look at him to know he had actually done as she had gestured.

A soft pleased sound fell from her lips as his hands wondered up her skin, oh she wondered if Faye knew just how friendly he got with other woman, and more importantly his for all intents and purposes, boss. There was no surprise in her eyes when his hand clenched around her throat, nor were there any signs of heavy foot steps, no Gabe knew better then to do anything like getting in the way, he’d let her deal with this, for the moment any way. A shiver went through her body, she dealt with cold blooded killers, but Jack, there was something in his eyes, his voice that actually made her pay attention, not that she would, if he screwed her over he was right, there wasn’t enough room in the world for the both of them, and she’d make sure she stayed.

Chuckling softly she nodded in the direction of Gabe who turned and returned to her car, with a breath she smoothed her hands down her cloths, gaze momentarily lifting to the upstairs window, with a smile she stepped to the passenger side and slid into the car. “Wise choice, but just in case you change your mind Gabe’s going to stay here” Her gaze turned back towards Jack, corners of her lips tugged into a tight smile.

Heaving in a breath she settled into the seat, her eyes showing him exactly what she was thinking of, fingers glided up her bare thing, before settling on the seat, giving him the directions she settled back into the seat, and enjoyed the ride, “She worth it?” She questioned with a raised brow looking over towards him as he drove towards a private section in the outside of town.

Jack snorted at her words as he started the engine, the Evo roaring to life. Wise choice? He didn't have much fucking choice, did he? Not when her brawn with a gun was left behind in case he changed his mind, in case he decided he'd rather win instead of loose..

He turned his attention back on her, her eyes sultry and inviting before his own lowered down from hers, following her fingers as they glided up that beautiful bare skin of her thigh. He could still remember how her skin felt under his own fingers. desirable and tempting. His hand reached towards her, his fingers all but ghosting over her bared thigh as his hand moved towards the glove box. He opened it, grabbing the pack of cigarettes stashed there. He normally didn't smoke in the Evo, but since it wouldn't be his much longer, and he needed something to take the edge off, something that didn't involve crossing a line.. he didn't fucking care anymore.

He placed one between his lips, lighting it and inhaling deeply before he took the cancer stick from his mouth only to chuckle dryly at her question. "Is she worth it? You're really asking me that.." He mumbled as he glanced sideways at her. "I think you'd be surprised." Surprised at what he could and, more importantly, would do.

Shifting to sixth gear, his brow furrowed slightly as he followed her directions, leading somewhere out of town. "Not that I'm not enjoying our little one on one time, but mind telling me where we are going?" He didn't care all that much where he was suposed to loose the race, but if he was walking home after this.. knowing his location might come in handy.

A soft breath fell from her lips as his hand ghosted over the bare skin on her thigh, oh he was walking a very, very dangerous line, she wondered if Faye knew that, knew how so easily tempted he was. Licking her lips she draw her lower lip between her teeth as she watched the cigarettes appear in his hand. “You know there bad for you health” A soft laugh fell from her lips as her neck arched while she turned her gaze to look at him, “But then again so am I, didn’t stop you from having me either” Licking her lips she turned her gaze back around, he was following her orders to a perfect tee, now if he crossed that line last, oh that would be even better.

One brow rose at his words, “I think shes a waste of space, I mean a guy like you could do so much better” Laughing softly “I mean think about it, you wouldn’t be here if her life wasn’t on the line, you wouldn’t have killed a guy if it wasn’t for her, way I see it she brings you nothing but trouble” She offered him a one shouldered shrug, oh she did like being the mean bitch in the equation, but the way she saw it her words were true, Faye had brought him nothing but shit.

“There’s an abandoned race track on the out skirts, don’t worry its about an hours walk” Smiling over at him she let out a breath as they travelled for the most part in silence. They arrived quickly and she smiled over at him. Licking her lips she inhaled before moving slightly towards him, “Now don’t forget your going to loose” Her fingers glided over his cheek, grasping his jaw, “Or ill personally give the order” Smirking she leant forward pressing her lips against his, before she moved away from him, and slid out of the Evo, waiting for him to follow.

Jack snorted in a less than amused fashion before he took another deep inhale of the addictive nicotine filled smoke. Bad for his health.. Like he cared enough now to even give as much as the proverbial 'rats ass'. No, he wasn't too overly concerned about his health. He was more concerned about how this whole thing was going to end. Loosing the race, winning the race, strangling her.. No matter what he'd do, he'd be fucked in one way or another, and it wouldn't be in a pleasant manner, nor would it be in the actual literal, and much more preferred, sense of the word fucked.

He turned his attention away from the road and back on to her as he raised his eyebrows at her words. "The way you see it, huh? I have to say I'm flattered, I didn't know you cared so much.." His voice dripped with sarcasm as he scoffed and turned his eyes back on the road. She had to be fucking kidding him. If there was one person in his life who brought him shit, it was Jack O'Conner himself. And no matter how many times he got the horns, he never seemed to learn not to mess with the bull.

An hours walk.. Now that was just swell. He flicked the cigarette butt out of the window as they traveled the rest in silence. They arrived far too quickly for his liking (and not because he enjoyed his company so much, not like the last time he quite literally had her in his car). It was when he felt her fingers glide over his cheek that he finally killed the engine. Loosing.. right. Her lips pressed against his and he trailed his tongue over his bottom lip, tasting her there as he reluctantly got out of the still his Evo to follow her. "Can we move this along? I've got better things to do than hand over my keys to some clown." He mumbled as he took in the old track. Why oh why was he doing this?

Natassia turned her gaze over to Jack, she had to admit she did actually kinda feel sorry for him, her name pulled weight, and it didn’t matter where she went sand that weight had been able to pull his file, hell he had a wrap sheet as long as his arm, with murder on there, all in the name of love, wasn’t it swell, and if this wasn’t business she’d have cut him loose a long time ago, and if he wasn’t Brian O’Conners brother she wouldn’t have had to drag him into this, she’d have let him fuck her, when ever he wanted to get his mind of Faye and toss him loose when he was done and she got bored. Yet this was business, and he was an O’Conner, it meant her way in and she’d be damned if she was gonna loose it cus she was turning soft in her old age.

She greeted the young man he was going to be racing against with a wide smile and a gentle kiss to the cheek. He was an aging fellow who enjoyed his gabling a little touch much, had promised his son an Evo, but had gambled away his funds, to ashamed, (to scared more like it) to tell his wife he had instead called Natassia and here they were. Laughing softly her gaze wondered over to Jack, everyone knew who the victor was going to be here, but it didn’t mean her client didn’t want the race to at least feel legit. Men and their desires to chase after their youths, it was kina sad really.

“Bring the cars to the starting line, lets get this show on the road” Licking her lips she returned to Jack with a smile, “Make it look legit and ill make it worth your while” She purred seductively into his ear before moving away from him, her dark eye sparkling as she took her own spot on the track, arms raised, body aligned between the two cars. It was a straight ten second race, a race she was sure Jack had done many times, without the loosing of cause.

With a breath she dropped her hands hair flying around her shoulders and face when both cars shot of the line.

Jack waited, watching as Natassia greeted the man, the one he figured he'd be racing for slips in a couple of minutes. If you could even still call it a race when it was already pre-decided who was going to cross the finish line first. Why Natassia had chosen him for this he still didn't know, and frankly for the time being he actually preferred it that way. His hand clenched around the keys to the Evo, his Evo, but it wouldn't be his for much longer. He was encouraged to loose the race, and with the choices in consequences he was given, well.. he didn't have a real choice when he had to choose between loosing Faye or loosing his car.

He tightened his jaw as Natassia moved back to him, her words doing nothing but put a wry smile on his face. He didn't doubt she could make it worth his while, she had last time. But this wasn't last time. Last time he had nothing to loose, now he had everything to loose. He moved passed her towards his car and slid behind the wheel, starting the engine. The Evo rolled towards the starting line and for a moment he studied the car next to him. A Mitsubishi 3000GT. He could easily have that one, especially if he had pegged the driver right. It didn't matter though..

His eyes moved back on to Natassia as she moved out in front of them. He didn't bother focusing on the next few seconds ahead. When her hands dropped, both cars shot of the line. He shifted gears moments before he knew he should. He knew his car like the back of his hand, and he knew he was far from using the Evo's full potential and power. But making this race, his loss, look legit was a little more difficult than expected. Even now with his shit timed shifts he threatened to pull ahead. He cursed under his breath as he eased up on the gas just enough. "Use your fucking NOS, asshole." He growled as his fingers clenched around the steering wheel. Finally he heard the explosion of NOS and the Mitsubishi next to him jumped forward, taking the finish line just before him.

He swallowed as he pulled the Evo to a stop and he dropped his head back against the seat while his eyes closed. Oh fuck.. He had done it.. A moment later he got out, leaving the engine idling as he walked over to the 'victor'. He held the papers up between his fingers. His other hand balled in to a fist. Without warning the balled up fist struck against the man's face and the man fell back in to his car seat by the force of the hit. "Enjoy the car.." He growled, dropping the papers in to the man's lap before he turned and walked away from both cars. He had done what she wanted, he had lost and handed over his Evo, now it was Natassia's turn to hold up her end of the bargain..