"Drive for us........." Tommy suddenly said. A small smile pulling at (Y/n)'s lips, at his comment.

"And what about your brothers, do they want me to drive for you, as well? I do not believe that your oldest brother......Arthur, likes the notion of having a woman taking on the job. He strikes me as the kind of man that thinks that women are only good for fucking, cooking, cleaning and raising children......." (Y/n) countered, as her fingers ghosted over the car in front of her.

"You just leave my brothers to me........." Tommy replied, causing her to turn and look at him. The man from Birmingham, appearing oddly otherworldly, as the smoke from his cigarette seemed to surround him. (Y/n) not sure whether he was from heaven or hell; but either way, she would not have been surprised if, without warning, a huge pair of wings was to appear from behind his back.

"And why decide now that I am the one to drive for you.......? Alfie, I can understand. I have known him for a while, and even though he would probably never admit it, I believe he feels like he still owes my father something; so, asking me to drive for your little joint endeavour, probably made sense. That........and I believe that he has as big a soft spot for me, as I do for him. But you........you don't know all that much about me, other than what Alfie may have told you, or what you have seen, here. You have no connection to me, my family. No reason to believe that the time I set was anything but a fluke, and all this could just be for show. So, why ask me to drive for you.........?"

"Passion.........." Tommy interrupted, as he took a step closer to her.

"I think for somethin like this, we need a driver with passion; and I see it in tha way ya speak about all this. I see it in ya eyes. And there is tha fact that I made sure ta learn a little about ya before we got here. I know about what you've done in Europe and the States; the races that ya competed in over there. The moniker "The Rockville Darling" popped up when I spoke to my contacts about ya; and it seems that ya have quite a way with tha press, as well. So, if ya can do even half of what you've done in other parts of the world, here; I would be an idiot for not wanting ya ta drive for us.........." Tommy continued, as he moved even closer. (Y/n), despite herself; despite the fact that she normally prided herself on being good at staying cool and calm in almost any situation, this man.......this one man was having the most interesting of effects on her.

"Well then, that's settled. Though I presume that you would still wish for me to give you and your brothers a real tour of my workshop in the morning; just to make it look good and appear as though you haven't already made your decision. And the mechanic that works with me, Teddy Rose, will be here to answer any further questions you might have about me. But for now, perhaps we should go back to the party. I think the copious amounts of champagne will have kept most of my guests distracted; but there may still be one or two that are looking for me. And I am sure that your own brother's may be wondering where you have got to. So.........." (Y/n) said, before offering him her arm.

"Shall we.........?" She continued. Watching as Tommy took one last drag from his cigarette, before butting it out, and then taking her arm and placing her hand in the crook of his elbow.

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Alfie sat back and watched. This was all very (Y/n), all very much her father. It wasn't that she had invited people that she didn't like to her birthday because she wanted to lord it up over others; no, it was that, just as she had said, to prove that she did not care what others thought of her. That, and she was one to live by the adage 'keep your friends close and your enemies closer'. The Londoner looking to his side, as he heard a sudden burst of laughter; Alfie rolling his eyes as it became obvious that one or two of the so called, well born ladies, might be interested in a bit of Birmingham rough for the night, as John and Arthur appeared to be holding court with a number of the female guests. Though where Tommy was........the man from Camden Town looking over to where he would expect his fellow businessman, to be watching the interactions, as closely as he was. Yet there was no sign of the glow from the tip of his cigarette from the shadows of the room. No plumes of smoke to suggest that the head of the Shelby family firm was there; and there was the fact that the birthday girl herself was still to make an appearance after she had told him that she would be there in a moment, after checking on something. Alfie suddenly getting this feeling that (Y/n) was yet another to fall for the charms of the Brummy Don Juan. His eyes rolling again, as, as if on cue, Tommy and (Y/n) appeared through the bay windows arm in arm. The Londoner sitting up straighter, as Tommy kissed her hand before letting her go. Alfie ready to have a word with her, as she made her way towards him.

"(Y/n), what.........?"

"Tommy has asked me to drive for you........" Alfie's brows furrowing at the information.

"And what did ya do ta just make him come out and say that........?" The Londoner asked. (Y/n)'s eyes widening, at the insinuation.

"Good lord Alfie. Do you actually think that I would do something like that, just to get a drive? I think whoring myself out for that, is a little extreme, don't you.........?" She countered. Alfie rubbing his hand down his face before getting to his feet.

"I didn't fuckin mean.......well, maybe I did. Tommy fuckin Shelby, has that effect on women. I just......before he died, ya dad asked me ta keep an eye on ya........"

"And you do keep an eye on me, which I greatly appreciate. But it would take more than Tommy Shelby and the promise of a drive, for me to open my legs." (Y/n) told him, as she placed her hand on his arm. Liking that this gruff, tough, 'I don't give a shit' Londoner, had taken on this strange fathering role over her, even if he did go about it, all the wrong way.

"Now, stop trying to ruin my birthday and come and celebrate with me......." She continued, before taking his arm and leading him into the mass of guests, to find a drink.