Page 64 of Legend
I gazed into his warm eyes and again, I got choked up.
Legend framed my face with his hands and smiled at me. “Ok, warrior woman, stay calm now.”
I laughed then sniffled a little as I leaned close and told him, “No worries, I would never cry in front of Duke.”
Legend chuckled as he shook his head. “Ok, is there anything you want?”
I wiggled my brows at him. “Well, now that you mention it. I like that thing you do with your tongue. You know when you kissed my—”
Legend placed his hand over my mouth as he gasped. “No babe…I mean in the store. You know like a little stuffed beaver or something.”
“Oh, mio dio!” Rocky exclaimed as he looked pink in the face.
Duke now stared at us with wide eyes.
Tito shook his head and motioned to the aisle we stood in. “He means those beavers.”
We all looked over to see the Famous Buc-ee’s stuffed beaver toys.
Rocky was stunned then he laughed.
I stepped forward and grabbed one. “They are so cute!” I rubbed the soft fake beaver fur against my face. “I have a couple Buc-ee Beavers at home but not one this size.” I wandered down the aisle. “Are any of you hungry? They have the best donuts here.”
No answer, except for Legend taking my hand. “I love them too. Let’s get a bear claw.”
“Bear claw?” Rocky asked as he moved ahead and kept looking around. “Is that another trinket?”
“No, brother,” Tito explained. “It’s like an apple tart cinnamon pasticceria.”
“Oh, si. A pastry. Si, I’ll take one for the road.” Rocky nodded.
Behind us, Duke and Steel remained silent.
Legend turned and asked if they wanted anything.
Both men shook their heads.
“Come on, you gotta have drinks at least,” I said as we made it to the food area. “Legend, grab them two Dr. Peppers.”
He grinned at me and asked, “In the bottle?”
I laughed and told him, “Only the best for our enforcers.”
As we went through several food areas and the five aisles of candy, Rocky whistled and commented, “This is the most junk food and snacks I have ever seen in one place.”
“Oh, yeah,” I agreed. “It has the most unneeded, unnecessary, mostly useless items under one roof than any place in the world, probably. My dad said it was built on the Texas principle.”
The two Italian men shook their heads.
“Principal?” Tito asked.
“That’s right.” I nodded at him as I picked out a candy bar and explained,“If you're gonna do it. Do it big.”
“Yeah, cause nothing small will ever survive out here,” Duke actually spoke up for the first time. “My pa had a saying of his own… ‘You can all to go to hell, and I will go to Texas.”
I laughed. “Duke, some people might say that’s the same exact thing.”
“Bite your tongue, missy!” he retorted.
