Page 27 of Legend
Yes. I knew what they all thought. I would argue with Legend’s offer to protect me. Nope. I’d waited for too long to hear him say what he’d just said,‘We are officially a couple.’My heart leapt and my mind could only think…we are finally together! This was all that mattered to me. I often needed to remind my brothers about how I’d been trained in the same arts of defense and offense as they had. This was different though.
Legend was officially mine! I couldn’t believe that my dad had asked about our wedding. I could barely grasp this dream. Ever since I was a young teen, I dreamed of my wedding with Legend. I would never tell anyone about it as I knew they would think it was silly. But when a girl dreams of that so young in life, she’s got it bad for a guy. And I did have it bad. The very few girls on my actual friends list had asked me…why him? Yes, he was cute, they had agreed, but they would point out that he wasn’t like some of the other members in Requiem. Inked with bad boy vibes, tough and largely muscled.
None of that mattered to me. Growing up in an MC, seeing guys like that seemed redundant. The main reason I couldn’t resist falling for Legend had been those eyes of his, wow they always got to me. Panty melting eyes, they would call it. His leanly muscled hard body ? and whenever I got to see it ? that wonderful, warm smile. Those were the traits that had gotten to me over the years. Then we all admired his actual attitude and nature. The man couldn’t have been anything else but a doctor. He cared about people more than any person I had ever met. Soyes, I admired him too. It hadn’t been just a physical attraction. He had qualities that made me love him.
Yes, it was love for me and it had been since I was twenty. I admit that before that it may have been just a crush. When I was a young teen, I’d been a huge pain in the ass to everyone, I would admit it outright too. And because of myin your faceattitude and competitive nature, I’d also managed to one up my twin brothers in the Prank Wars as it was infamously known now.
So recently, I’d tried to be an adult while carrying this torch that had been lit for almost a decade. I realized I was still acting like a kid. Like a teen crushing on a guy and I tried to stand aside. What do you do when you love someone and pine away for them for that long? Well, I’d tried to push it away. Especially when he seemed to ignore me or he would avoid me. That had always hurt.
Finally, on my birthday a few months ago, I could see that he did notice me. I even caught him staring at me, many times. He would look away but once I saw the pattern, I knew he liked me too. This did encourage me and I refused to give up. So during my birthday bash, I really pushed it. That was before I got snatched by that nutcase cousin of ours. I planned that event well… and yes, the red dress had been my pièce de ré·sistance, so to speak. My secret weapon as I hoped he would literally see me finally. Maybe even recognize me as a sensuous woman and not a kid.
So later that night, I was just plain angry because I had seen his mouth pop open when he’d spotted me in the bodycon red dress. He couldn’t seem to help it, he stared and stared. So when my gaze locked with his I could see his face had flamed to a bright pink and he flipped around to leave the room. I caught up with him and looped my arm through his. I’d asked him if he would dance with me when the band started to play.
He said yes, then rushed away.
I’d been ecstatic that he had agreed to dance with me and I waited till the band struck up again. I had just the song in mind, a slow song so I could push my slinky, red dressed curves right up against him. So my heart had been beating wildly off and on in anticipation for the next hour during that party. Ended up when the time came, he told me he couldn’t dance and refused to take me out to the floor.
My brothers had been watching all of this with exasperated expressions on their faces. Liberty had even laughed—until I gut punched him. That was when my dad had called to me about blowing out the candles. Then after everyone got their piece of cake, I ended up making a whispered offer to Legend for us to share our cake in my room. Instead of agreeing, he said that would be way too much sugar. Well, that had done it. All I saw was humiliation at every turn. Disgusted and angry, I then ‘cake faced’ Legend. Cake face was now something my brothers snickered over whenever the subject of cake came up. That term did arise during the reception when the cake cutting happened with the brides and grooms. But I had felt so emotional over the weddings and Legend’s aloofness at that moment, I didn’t care.
I admit I ignored my family’s happy celebration as I kept trying to figure out why Legend kept away from me. Yes, I know it should have been obvious. I was the Walker-daughter-slash-little sister. He believed he would get his ass kicked. I would growl at my brothers whenever they gave me disapproving looks or when they would tell me to leave the poor man alone. But I never felt that had been the real reason he had repeatedly turned me down. He never acted scared of my brothers and they had never shown him anything but respect and brotherly-like support.
I never knew why he kept us apart until his father and brother showed up. Then I finally figured it out. His family was mafia and he didn’t want us mixed up with that. Well, too bad. Him and I were meant to be.
So it took a double wedding to make it happen…And here I sat with him today. We spent the night in my bed just last night and wow, was he everything and more than I had ever dreamed. I felt super smug too. Why? Well, I had been right all along, we were pure wildfire together and we fit like two pieces of the same puzzle.
We all said goodbye to my dad and finally sat down for breakfast. It was closer to lunch time now. I sat as close to Legend as I could and not suffocate him.Suffocate him?I almost giggled aloud. Last night I’d almost done just that. For all these years, I sat somewhere else during meals. Or I would sit a seat or two away. Always wishing I was next to him. Now…we would sit together. I couldn’t be more thrilled to be able to loop my arm around his and lean my head onto his shoulder.
“Well, hallefuckinglujah!”
We looked up.
A smiling Uncle Zed stood there as he exclaimed, “It finally happened?” he asked in shock.
I beamed at him as I silently nodded my head.
“Yes Zed, it has,” Legend said as he grinned at him.
“We’ve been waiting for this for…” Uncle Zed paused.
“Five years?” I suggested.
“Yes, about that long maybe.” He shrugged as he locked eyes with me. “But I’m glad you both waited a little while. Cause at twenty…You weren’t ready, little girl.”
I smiled at him. “Maybe, but I hung in there. I mean it only took a double wedding to wake him up.”
Legend chuckled.
Uncle Zed smiled as he looked pretty happy about this. “Have you told Jarret?” he asked Legend.
Nodding, he replied, “Liberty dialed him. We were on the phone with him a few minutes ago.”
I wouldn’t jump on Uncle Zed for butting in, like I would do if it had been any of my brothers. He was my only uncle after all and I loved the man dearly. My mom’s brother and Prophet’s dad, they were all we had left of my mother’s family.
“Yeah, he’s been waiting for this too.” Zed laughed.
Legend shook his head.
“Seems like everyone has been waiting, Uncle Zed.” I beamed at him.
