Page 43 of Legend
Justice chuckled at my snide remark. “I swear you missed your calling, sis. No one can argue like you. Even I could never stand up to you in a court of law. You sure you don’t wanna go to law school?”
He’d told me this before, wanting me to be a lawyer. Yeah, I could win arguments, but not because of an education. It was simply because I could be an overbearing bitch. I smirked at him.
Smirking back, Justice moved over to the coffee machine as he informed me, “I’m going to get you and Legend some coffee.”
I was beginning to wonder what this was really about. I bit at my lip as I waited for him. Then when he came back over with two mugs, I asked, “Why?”
“Just as extra…” He walked ahead of me, then added, “...protection.”
I slowly shook my head and followed him. If it was this important, I suppose I would agree to it. I didn’t think we would be in danger from Legend’s family but whatever. If a group of large Russians working for Deacon approached us on the road…Would they see Duke and Steel along with Tito and Rocky…Then turn tail and run? I hardly thought so, but if this would make my brothers feel better, then so be it.
I set the full plate then the silverware down on the table.
Legend looked up at me to smile warmly then he glanced over at Justice. “Hey.”
“Morning, Legend,” Justice greeted him as he set his mug down in front of him.
“Thanks man.” Legend nodded at him as he picked it up. “I needed coffee.”
I sat down and motioned for Justice to have a seat.
He paused.
Oh, no. If my brother wanted to push the enforcer thing, he needed to explain it to these men. “Sit, Justice,” I ordered.
At my tone, the two big Italians looked over at me.
I stared back at them and grinned. “Yep, female, bossy and opinionated.”
“Si, and it is a good thing that you are also molto bello,” Rocky said as he laughed.
“Si, very beautiful,” Tito agreed. “Fitting for an Italian princess.”
Rocky nodded.
I set my napkin into my lap and looked up at him. “Princess?”
“Oh, yes,” Rocky said. “Giovanni is considered a prince by his family.”
I swung my gaze over to Legend. “What are they talking about?”
Shaking his head, he shrugged. “I’m thinking they are joking.” He then spoke to the pair of big guys in Italian.
As they carried on in this foreign language, I felt lost. But I was suddenly hungry so I began eating.
Legend laughed at whatever it was they were going on about. Then his smile faded as he told them something.
I nudged him with my shoulder. Then I raised my fork up and offered him some bacon “What’s going on?”
He bit the bacon off from the fork then chewed.
“His father is already planning your wedding,” Justice said.
I paused with my fork in mid air to turn my head and stare at him. “What?”
Nodding, Justice said, “Yes, it seems he has been calling you princess and he is how did you put it, Tito?”
“Smitten,” Tito replied. “With you.”
