ODDS OF LOVE SEASON TWELVE

Episode 125

Angel entered the kitchen in his canary yellow scrubs and running shoes to find his husband Lyle listening to Rebel singing on his phone's music app while washing dishes and then putting them into the dishwasher.

Angel furrowed his brow in confusion as he asked," Hey. Are you washing dishes and then putting them in the dishwasher ? "

Lyle looked up him from the sink area , impossibly adorable in his faded denim jeans and plaid flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows , a hint of pink rising to his pale cheeks. " Yes. Yes I am. "

" I thought you were always going on and on about being properly environmental because the planet is dying and all. Isn't it wasting water to wash dishes that are already cleaned in the dishwasher? "

Lyle wiggled his nose at him. " Maybe but they're not really clean yet. Are they? I'm just giving them extra help. And I wanted to talk to you about the guest towels in the bathroom?"

" What about them ? ," Angel asked as he went over to pour himself a cup of coffee as he kept an eye on the time. Gerald was becoming a big stickler on rules at the school now and he didn't want to be late.

Lyle hesitated. " Well , they're only for guests."

" Guests that we haven't had since we got married. Hell , since we first moved in together we have not had a visitor or " guest"."

" That's not true. Uncle Jack stopped by a couple of weekends ago to watch some type of sport on the tv and criticize how we decorated the house. Anyway you left a mark on one. I think it was toothpaste. "

Angel froze with the cup halfway to his mouth and then he laughed. " I wiped toothpaste off my mouth. Shoot me. " Then he realized what he had just said and quickly replied," Sorry. But I don't think it's a big deal. "

Lyle wiped his wet hands on a dishcloth next to the sink. " I think it's a big deal. We have towels for wiping mouths off. Those are for guests. That's what my mother always said."

" Guests that we never have. "

Lyle tossed down the dishcloth and turned to Angel to say ," Yes. For the guests we never have. And don't forget to take your lunch today. I made it last night. It's that leftover roast beef we had night before and a nice salad I made. And what do you want for dinner tonight? I'm thinking of trying sushi. I found the perfect recipe online. You like sushi right? "

Angel looked at Lyle for a very long moment. " You need to go back to work. Soon. Or we'll both end up in the mental ward next to that Flower Dennis woman that took Miracle. "

Lyle sighed. Maybe, he thought, Angel was right. Maybe. He would discuss it with Jasper Lucas  today at the church when they met for his semi regular therapy sessions. " You're going to be late. "

Angel glanced at the clock on the wall, cussed , put down the cup , grabbed his lunch from the refrigerator and raced from the house. Only to return seconds later to kiss Lyle and say," Love you and sushi sounds.... interesting. "

Lyle smiled. " Sushi it is. Love you too. Have fun at work, baby. "