sorry for the long wait guys, I've been UBER busy. anyway, new chapterness!
Of course, where else would Dominic and Letty go but the beach for their honeymoon? They stopped at a local store and bought towels, new swimsuits and squirt guns with the money Letty had taken from an old man in the diner.
"Letty, how the hell are we supposed to be paying for this, hmm?" Dominic asked, his eyebrows pressed together in confusion. She merely laugh, tossing his cocoa hair out of her face, reaching into her board shorts, pulling out a ripped, dingy wallet, practically stuffed with money. Dominic rolled his eyes. "Did anyone see you take it?" he pressed.
"Of course not, silly, I'm the master, remember?" she said, stroking his back as they walked up to the register with their beach toys and towels. Letty had gotten a rather scandalous string bikini in shimmery black, and Dominic had gotten board shorts to match.
The salesman raised his eyebrow at the load they had pushed onto the conveyor belt, but asked nothing as he rung it up. "That'll be $55.21 ," he said in a languid Mexican accent. She pulled out the wallet, grabbing three twenties and handing them to him with a slightly smoky grin.
He took it and processed the order, giving change and looking Letty up and down. He had given her ten dollars back more than he should have. She raised an eyebrow and slid the ten back to him. The light of the store lit up the ring on her finger.
"I don't need handouts, sir," she said in a caramel-smooth voice, giving a curt smile and following Dominic out the door. She jumped on his back and wrapped her arms around his thick neck, whispering in his ear, "I love you Dom."
She could feel him smiling against her cheek and he nuzzled her with his bare head. "Love you too, Letty."
She laughed as he threw her into their car. She bounced on the seat, her butt hitting first. She looked at him mischievously as he put the toys in the trunk of the car. He slid into the car and she immediately placed her head on his shoulder. He turned the key in the ignition, but all it did was spark.
"Don't you fucking do this to me..." he grumbled, turning the key again. It sputtered at him and didn't start. He gritted his teeth together in anger and tried again. "Shit." He sighed, getting out of the car and popping the hood. "No wonder..." Letty heard him mutter, then a curse followed.
"What is it, Dom?" she asked, popping her head out the open window. He looked over the hood and shook his head.
"The radiator tank blew," he grumbled. Letty groaned. They were stuck. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed the tow truck company. "What are you doing?"
"Calling the tow truck, you can't fix this in the middle of the parking lot, trust me," she said, listening to the rings.
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
After the fourth ring they finally picked up. "Hello, Maria's Towing, this is Bernardo, how may I help you?" The man had a fringy, Mexican accent tinged voice. She smiled.
"Yes, my husband and I, our car broke down in front of..." she looked out the window to see the name of the store, "Radolpho's Food and Drug Store and we need a tow truck."
"We'll get there right away, miss," he said and clicked off the phone. She chuckled and put the phone away. She sighed and leaned against the back of the seat. She was already developing a thin film of sweat on her person, and it was hot in the car. She threw open the door and stepped out of the car. Her eyes suddenly fluttered closed and she could feel herself falling; once she hit the ground, everything seemed to stop for Letty.