Blind To The Facts

What an interesting dinner.

"I'm leaving, Piper." I said shaking Piper to get up. She was always a hard sleeper.

"Whyyyy?" she mumbled flipping over to face me.

"Football Interview." I said, moving some of her hair away from her face.

She opened her eyes and spoke,"You look spiffy."

"Ya think?" I smiled my famous smile.

"Shut up, and leave." She smiled sweetly, closing her eyes.

"Kiss me first." I said, watching her poke her lips out. I gave her a quick peck on the lips and got up. I headed out the door but not before turning around.

"Oh yea! Don't forget the Spanos are coming over for dinner today! The wife likes chicken!" I hurriedly closed the door to avoid her outburst.

"WHAT?!" Her voice was muffled through the door, I snickered and ran out the house.

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"Chicken..Chicken...Chicken." I scrolled the Internet for recipes. After much deliberation, I settled on a dish called Chicken Picatta. It sounded fancy enough. I printed out the recipe and gathered the ingredients. I decided on baked asparagus as the side dish.

After sneezing several times, seasoning the chicken breast. I marinated it and put it in a glass pan. I chopped up peppers, onions and parsley and put it in the pan with the chicken for flavor. I finished it up putting it in the oven.

Malachi walked in a while later, with his jacket swung over his shirt. Even though he was tired, he was still visibly handsome.

"Smells good, babe." He kissed my lips,"Couldn't you imagine making dinner every night for us?"

"You're pushing it." I kissed his lips again, and went back to washing the asparagus.

"Are you gonna change?" I said to him again as he sat on a stool by the bar.

"Yea. I'm gonna go change." He said leaving his jacket on the counter, and walked to the room.

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"You got a text message!" I yelled from the kitchen at Malachi who was still changing.

"What's its say?" He yelled back.

I dried my hands and picked up his BlackBerry. The text message read:

'Fuck that new girl that you like so bad She’s not crazy like me, I bet you like that. I said fuck that new girl that’s been in your bed. And when you’re in her I know I’m in your head. I’m just saying you can do better. Always turned you out every time we were together. Once you had the best boy you can’t do better. Baby I’m the best so you can’t do better

     --Kynadee P.S Thanks for coming over.