Page 69 of Legend's Legacy
“Thought I would take you out to dinner. Have a nice celebration.”
“For what?”
“It’s been six months since you moved in. I wanted to celebrate.”
It had taken a minute for me to become acclimated to this relationship thing, but I was glad I had finally opened up to love.
“Really, Legend? You’re so sweet,” she pronounced, cupping my face and kissing my lips.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Get dressed so we can get out of here.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Baby,I have to go to the office real quick,” Legacy declared as we headed to the restaurant.
I bit back my smile and asked, “What’s up?”
“Jeremy Edwards needs a very important file.”
“It’s Saturday, baby.”
“I know, but you know how anal he is. He likes to overprepare for upcoming cases. He has to be in court on Monday at eight.”
“Okay, baby. But if we lose our reservations, that’s your fault.”
“Reservations? Where are you taking me?”
“That’s a surprise.”
“You didn’t mention reservations.”
“Now ya li’l nosy ass is worried. Nah, we ’bout to make sure Jeremy’s corny ass is squared away. If we don’t get into this five-star restaurant, I’m taking your ass to McDonald’s and buying you a happy meal, and ya ass better be happy.”
“But, baby?—”
“Don’t but baby me. This ain’t BK, you ain’t getting shit your way tonight.”
“You’re being mean to me,” she complained, fiddling with the radio.
“Whatever.”
We chilled on the way to the office building, listening to the soulful saxophone of Red Groove as we drove.
“I promise, I won’t be more than ten minutes, baby.”
“It’s gon’ take ya ass twenty minutes to climb all them damn stairs.”
“Shit. I don’t have my gym shoes.”
“Sounds like the elevator to me.”
“Legend,” she whined.
“If you take the stairs in those heels, it’s gonna be twice as long.”
“No, it won’t.”
“Yes, it will. I’ll go with you. Ain’t nothing gon’ happen, baby.”
