| Kelsey stood in front of the kitchen sink, her hands covered in soapy water up to her elbows. The dishwasher was running, and she was scrubbing the bottom of various pots and pans that had made their home in the sink. Brooks was standing in the doorway to the kitchen, Kelsey's back to him; he was let in by Lisa as she was walking out to go to the day care center she worked at. He still hadn't walked into the kitchen, but he had been watching Kelsey load the dishwasher and start scrubbing the pots and pans for the past twenty minutes. She had a CD in the portable CD player that she kept on the counter, and was singing and dancing along to a Josh Kelley song, Amazing. They had seen the singer open up for Third Eye Blind at a concert not too long ago, and as boring as his act had been, Kelsey had fallen in love with the song and had bought his CD as they were walking out of the club. Brooks smiled at the sight in front of him, holding in his laughter when she started singing along with the song. "I say baby you are amazing I want to let you see that you are everything and more to me I will let you be I will I will..." Suddenly, he heard footsteps from behind him. Before his befuddled brain could comprehend what was happening, someone tapped him on the shoulder. He spun around to see Kris standing there, his arms crossed over his chest, a none-too-amused look plastered across his face. Brooks opened his mouth, but before he could get a word out, he heard Kelsey scream. He spun around to see her yanking her arm from the sink and grabbing at her right hand with her left. He ran over to the sink, asking, �What�s wrong?� as he took her hand. �I burnt myself,� she mumbled without even thinking. Then she realized who she was talking to. She looked up, a confused expression washing over her face, and asked, �What the hell are you doing here?� By this time, Kris had walked over and was peering over Brooks� shoulder. �I let him in,� Kris said, not wanting to deal with a confrontation between Kelsey and his teammate. �Are you alright?� �Nothing cold water won�t cure,� Kelsey mumbled, taking her hand from Brooks� grasp and turning on the cold water. �So what�s up, Brooksey?� She asked, her back to both men. �You want breakfast or something? Cause you won�t get it from me, I already ate and there�s no way in hell that I�m cooking for you.� �What about for me?� Kris asked, wrapping his arms around Kelsey�s waist. It was then that Brooks noticed what Kris was wearing. He had walked downstairs wearing the same white T-shirt and boxer shorts he had on yesterday after the game. Brooks� mouth dropped open when he put two and two together, but he chose not to say anything as Kelsey answered Kris, a smile materializing across her face as soon as Kris�s arms snaked their way around her waist. �If you want breakfast, then you�ll make it yourself,� she said, still smiling. �I�m busy here, I told you last night that I have to do the dishes and the laundry and I have to clean today since it�s my day off.� �That�s okay sweetie, Brooksey and me have to be at practice in an hour,� Kris said, letting go of Kelsey�s waist and turning toward Brooks. �We have to discuss some things about last night, anyway.� Still running her hand under the cold water, Kelsey frowned when she heard the tone in Kris�s voice. She turned off he water, grabbed a dishtowel and dried her hands as she turned to face both men. �Be nice,� she warned, looking from Kris to Brooks and back to Kris. She walked over to Kris and kissed him quickly on the cheek. �Call me later?� �I�ll come over after practice,� he said, kissing her on the cheek and giving her a quick hug. �I�ll see you later.� �Bye, Kris� Later, Brooksey,� she said, getting back to her dishes. �Bye, Kel,� Brooks mumbled, walking from the kitchen and following Kris upstairs. �I didn�t sleep with her,� Kris said before he turned into Kelsey�s bedroom. Brooks stood outside the doorway while Kris threw on jeans and the sweater he had been wearing the night before. �Then why are you here this early in the morning? And damn near naked?� Brooks asked, trying desperately to control his temper. He was clenching and unclenching his fists, trying to fight off the urge to punch Kris square in the nose. Kris exited Kelsey�s room, closing the door behind him. �Because I slept with her.� Kris paused while Brooks paled. �I mean in the same bed. We were watching a movie after we came home from Le Mardi Gras and I fell asleep halfway through it. She woke me up and suggested that since I was already there, why don�t I just sleep in her bed. So there you go.� Brooks nodded and they both didn�t speak until they were out of the house. �I didn�t even kiss her yet,� Kris mumbled as he walked to his car. �You what?� Brooks asked, so stunned by Kris�s statement that he stopped walking to his car. �You�re shitting me.� Kris blinked. �No, I�m not, why do you think I kissed her on the cheek before?� he asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets. He sighed. �I told you last night, I really like her. And I refuse to do something to screw it all up. I�m not messing around this time; I�m over all that. A girlfriend would be rather nice, for a change.� He paused while Brooks shrugged. �Are you sure you don�t like her?� Kris asked, scrutinizing Brooks� reaction. �Because if you do, then I�ll back off�� Brooks shook his head no. �No, I don�t. She�s my friend, probably one of my best friends, and I just don�t want to see her getting hurt.� He paused. �If you want to be with her, then be with her, I�m not gonna stop you,� Brooks said, opening his car door. Kris gave a half smile. �Thanks, man,� he said, starting to walk down the block toward where he had parked his own car. �I�ll see you at practice.� �See ya,� Brooks replied, getting into the car. He watched as Kris walked away as he dug for his keys in his pocket. He gave a quick glance back to the house, where he could see Kelsey in front of the sink from the side window. He sighed and mumbled to himself, �If he wants her, then he can have her� As long as he doesn�t hurt her, like I more than likely will. He can have her if she wants him.� |
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