“Morning,” Reese greeted her, a bashful smile on her face. Matty immediately wanted to take her back to bed.
“Good morning, I’ve got coffee ready, and breakfast is going.”
“Oh, great. Um, thank you for the robe. I was happy to see it. I wasn’t ready to put a bra on yet,” she laughed.
“I will always support you going braless,” Matty smirked with a wink.
Reese laughed, twisting her hands together. “I’ll keep that in mind. I’m going to use the bathroom, then I’ll be back for coffee.”
“I laid a toothbrush out.”
“Thanks.”
Matty watched her go. She couldn’t stop herself from smiling.
Hester hissed from under the couch.
“Seriously, though, get over it,” she said with a roll of her eyes.
There was something almost flirty about being domestic together. The brushes of their bodies while they moved around the kitchen. The teamwork to get the meal ready and plated. The light kisses here and there because the feeling of after-sex was still hanging in the air.
“This looks delicious. I should stay over more often.”
“I wouldn’t mind that.”
They locked eyes briefly, both grinning.
“I’m not sure Hester will approve. I woke up to her staring at me on top of the dresser. She doesn’t like me.”
“She just needs a little time to warm up to you.”
“Matty, she’s literally glaring at me now.”
Matty turned from her seat at the table to search for her little feline child. It didn’t take long to see her glowering face peeping out from under the couch. Matty winced as she turned back. “Okay, it may take longer than a little while.”
Reese snorted, shaking her head. “So, do you have any big projects this week?”
Matty stood and reached the short distance over to the counter for the pot of coffee. She topped both their mugs off. “We’re going to do a teardown at the women’s facility and drain and flush all the water heaters on both sites. We do them once a year.”
“Is that something I should do to mine?”
“Yeah, we should add that to the list. I’d be surprised if it had ever been done. Any plans for The Church this week?”
“Actually, I’m thinking of taking that karaoke machine we found in the hoard to do Fun Friday.”
“Really? That’s a lot of fun. We did it when I was in rehab. There was a woman who had a phenomenal voice. She sang Whitney Houston’s ‘I Wanna Dance with Somebody.’ She hit all the notes, and by the end, we were all singing and dancing. It was probably the most I smiled the whole time I was there.”
“I love that. That makes me feel better about it then. I know I’ll have to work to get them started, but I’m sure they’ll join along after that.”
“Yeah, you may have to prod them a little.”
“What are you doing Tuesday evening?”
Matty scooped up the last bite of hash onto her fork. “Nothing. I volunteered to take one of the buses for work to the NA meeting on Thursday, and I’ve got one of my own on Friday. Other than that, I’m free.”
“Would you mind riding home with me so I’m not alone when the refrigerator is delivered?”
“Not at all. I’d love to.”
