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“What?” She grinned, resting her feet on the dashboard. “It’s true.”
“You can do better than that.”
“Lollipops make me happy.”
“No.”
“Bubblegum.” She proceeded to blow the biggest bubble imaginable beside my head.
Keeping my eyes on the road I lifted my hand and poked my finger into the bubble so that it popped.
“Dean!”
“What?” I played innocent.
“Don’t pop my bubbles.” She tried to glare at me, but I could see the humor in her eyes.
“Then don’t blow bubbles for me to pop.”
She looked around at our surroundings then, and asked, “Where are we?”
“The middle of nowhere,” I replied.
“Yeah, sorta looks like it,” she agreed. “So…we stop and eat and figure out where to go from there?”
“Sounds good.”
Twenty minutes later I stopped at a gas station. It only had two pumps and the building beside it looked more like a shack and not a convenience store.
There also didn’t seem to be anything else nearby.
“Stay in the car,” I told Willow as I stepped out to head inside to pay.
I hadn’t walked more than three steps when I heard the passenger door open and close.
Of course she didn’t listen.
I couldn’t even be surprised.
Inside I paid for the gas while Willow walked around loading up her arms with junk food.
“Willow,” I groaned, “we’re going to get breakfast. We don’t need all of that.”
“Dean,” she said my name because I’d said hers, “every road trip calls for snacks and lots of them.”
I shook my head and pushed my hair from my eyes. “Alright, alright.” I relinquished. Let’s face it, I’d do anything for Willow, even if it meant taking up precious space in my car with snacks. “Just so you know, I already have a bag of lollipops in the car.” I was sure she’d probably packed some herself, but you could never have too many lollipops when it came to Willow.
She practically beamed as she unloaded her goods onto the counter to checkout. “You spoil me.”
“Uh-huh.” I hummed in agreement, grabbing my wallet to pay for the snacks.
“I’ve got this.” She shoved me away.
“No, I’m—”
She silenced me with a glare.
“I’ll go pump the gas,” I muttered.
