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“Aren’t you a little late? I thought it was a dinner date. Bagel?”
“Thanks,” she heard Lorenzo say.
“It was, nosey,” Katrina said. “Can you get the plates for me, Justin?”
“Man, is this ever bringing back memories,” Justin said as he retrieved the plates for her.
Yes, Katrina agreed silently. Yes, it was.
***
“Trina’s making hermagic eggs,” Justin said to Lorenzo as he walked into the kitchen the Saturday morning after the big game Friday night. Their team had won, but Lorenzo hadn’t been able to spend the night.
“They’re hardly magic,” Katrina disagreed, smiling as Lorenzo kissed her cheek.
“Good morning, beautiful.”
“And hello to you.” She kissed his lips softly. “We missed you last night.”
“Hi, Cade,” Debra said as she wandered into the kitchen. Katrina had several members of the cheer squad spend the night, and one by one they entered the kitchen area.
“Hey,” Lorenzo said in Debra’s direction, and Katrina had no doubt that Debra would be giddy that he’d even acknowledged her existence.
“Sleep well?” Katrina asked him, and he shook his head. “I made some coffee, if you’d like some.”
“You drink coffee?” another of the girls asked. “Isn’t that an old person’s drink?”
“Let’s say it is so I can drink the pot,” Mrs. Carter said as she entered the kitchen. “Goodness, that smells good, Trina. Did you have enough eggs?”
“Yes, thank you.”
“Good, good. Oh, good morning, Lorenzo. So glad you could join us.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Carter,” Lorenzo replied, turning his charm on. “You look lovely.”
“You’re still not taking my daughter out on that deathtrap that you call a motorcycle, but it’s sweet of you to say.” She reached up and patted his cheek as he chuckled softly.
“It was worth a try.”
“You’ll relent someday,” Katrina called out to her as she left the room and heard her laugh.
“Someday I’ll take you for that ride,” Lorenzo said softly, and Katrina leaned in for another kiss.
“You can count on it.”
***
“Damn, breakfast wasgood,” Justin said as he sat back in his chair, a satisfied grin on his face. “Is that your bike out front?”
“Yeah,” Lorenzo answered.
“It’s sick, man. I bet she handles like a dream.”
“She?” Katrina asked. “Why she?”
“It depends on the ride, but she’s definitely a she,” Lorenzo said. “Some days she’s just what I need.”
“And others you beat the shit out of people.”
