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What a coincidence.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here,” he said, practically taking the words out of my mouth.
“I didn’t picture you as the kind of guy who does his own grocery shopping,” I teased.
“To be fair, I normally don’t. I order what I need, and my housekeeper picks up the rest. But I’m not home that much. And today I was bored.”
“Wow. That’s a whole new level of boredom to go grocery shopping.”
“Well, you’re here.”
“I’m not a famous rockstar who can afford to pay someone to pick up groceries for me.”
“There’s something to be said for wandering the aisles and just grabbing what looks good, you know? Things you don’t think about when you’re at home making a list.”
“That’s why I make a list!”
We both laughed.
“So what else is on your agenda for today?” she asked. “Beyond the excitement of grocery shopping.”
“I might work out. Maybe go over to Z’s. Sometimes we watch football on Sundays.”
“Sounds about as exciting as my day. I’m going to get the groceries and then go home and help Greatty make dinner. Tomorrow’s a work day so I don’t do a lot. Laundry, stuff like that.”
“That sounds like drudgery.” He made a face. “Let’s go do something.”
“What?” The invitation came out of nowhere.
“You can grocery shop later, right? Let’s go to the Third Street Promenade and walk around. I think the farmer’s market and all the shops should be open.”
“Uh…” I had so many things to do, but how often would I get a chance to spend an afternoon with Kingston Knight?
Before I could talk myself out of it, I grinned. What did I have to lose? “I’m feeling pretty rebellious. A day at the farmer’s market sounds like a wild time.”
“Yeah, yeah. Let’s get out of here.” He grabbed my arm and tugged me out of the building. “I’m calling Uber.”
“I have my car,” I protested. “We can just—”
“Parking’s a hassle and we have to come back here anyway. Come on, this’ll be fun.”
His enthusiasm was infectious and if I was honest, I was bored a lot of the time too. I loved my job and spending time with Greatty, but there were times I longed for a little excitement. Not that a Sunday afternoon window shopping in Santa Monica was exciting but doing anything with Kingston sounded better than going home.
“I haven’t had a chance to tell you,” he said, once we were in the Uber and on our way. “Sasha’s trying to get us a gig at the Whiskey right before Thanksgiving, so that might be fun.”
That was exciting news for me. The Whiskey was a legendary rock club in Hollywood, and everyone from the Doors to Motley Crue had played there at some point. If my memory served me right, Onyx Knight had played some of their earliest gigs there as well.
“That’s very cool,” I said. “When did that happen?”
“Just yesterday. She was going to mention it at the next meeting.”
“Wow. I’ve always dreamed of playing there.”
“It’ll be a good show,” Kingston said. “We love it. It’s one of my favorite gigs.”
“Greatty will want to go.”
“Yeah? That’s cool. Do she get to see you play often?”
