Fuck: You Owe Me: 20

She heard someone answer. "Hello?" Laura looked up and saw Chris leaning against the kitchen doorway, phone in hand. He'd changed into a t-shirt and jeans. He wore casual well. She smiled quickly. He smiled back. "Yeah, mom. I don't know." He set the phone against his shoulder. "How long till dinner?"

"Six o'clock," Laura answered.

"Laura's says six," he said into the phone, then nodded. "Take your time." He hung up, then loud enough for Jack to hear: "Mom's on her way."

"Okee-dokee."

Keeping a cautious eye on Jack, Chris walked over behind Laura and wrapped his arms around her in a big bear hug. She tensed slightly; she hoped he couldn't feel it. "Hey," he whispered with a smile. He kissed her cheek.

She shrugged him away, motioning to her father. "Not now, stupid." He bit at her earlobe playfully. "I'm serious."

He let go. "Sorry." He went over to the drawer where the placemats were and began setting the table. "You having a beer, Jack?"

"Please. Thanks."

Chris headed for the refrigerator in the garage where they kept the Lager. Laura set the knife down and wiped her eyes again. Shit. Fucking onions.

"Excellent job, kiddo."

Dinner was chicken stir fry, Jack's favorite, and he nodded approval as he chewed. "Really. Excellent job."

"It is good," Chris agreed. He sat across from Laura and smiled warmly when she looked up.

She offered a slight smile back. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Lisa set down the magazine she was reading and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "What's wrong?" Jack asked.

"Nothing. Headache."

Want tarraspini?""

She shook her head. "I'll be fine." She pointed to her plate with her fork. "Where'd you get the garlic?"

Laura shrugged. "We stopped on the way back from the game this morning."

Jack looked up. "You went to the game?"

Laura stopped chewing and swallowed. "Becky and I went."

Chris looked over at Jack.

"Huh." Jack scooped up a fresh helping. "Didn't think you liked soccer."

Chris looked at Laura.

at Chris. He raised an eyebrow. She looked

and made swirls

special you want for dinner tomorrow?" Lisa

don't even know if

Laura's forearm a pat. "Well, I appreciate you taking

been busy. It's

"On second thought, I will have an aspirin." She got up from the table and went

sighed with satisfaction as he ate. "Oh, Chris," he said as he swallowed, wiping some rice from the corner of his

"Oh yeah?"

guys getting together

don't know, maybe," Chris said

"Gonna see a movie?"

"We'll see."

thought Saturday's were heroine night," Laura

saw her smiling, but her gaze was hard

last night." Then he

took it in stride. "That's right. I'm so

to Chris and back again. Lisa returned

play tonight?" Laura asked as she dug back

at them for another second before returning to his meal.

looked at him.

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impressed. "How'd you swing that?" he said into

The steed was her new Maserati. Their family

"That's rare lately."

question a

Chris checked his watch. It was a little after 7:00. Jack was downstairs watching TV. Lisa was taking a nap in an attempt to quiet her

the dishes, she had made it abundantly

He'd leave her be until she felt like talking. Since dinner

put my

like a bowl

Simon's

roll some joints, then." They hung up. There was a knock on his door.

we're

at his watch again. "It's

eight. We'll be back around midnight." And

behind? The second hand was still ticking. He set it forward and made a mental note to check

email and heard the garage door open then close as his parents left. When he heard them make the turn out of

being upset with him, but at the same time, she was

he wasn't going to see any action. And maybe that's what it all

No. He loved her.

rang. He went downstairs to answer it. When he opened

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