Love Is Happiness (sequel to Love Does Exist)

Chapter 5 Omelets and Duets

When I got to the living room, Michele was in Riker's lap watching cartoons. I truly believe he loved having her here because he didn't look so crazy watching cartoons. Not that we picked, much, about it, but we still did. At least when it was just him.

She wasn't even paying attention and didn't see me come into the living room and sit on the couch. Riker just looked at me and grinned, rubbing her back. He was laying on his back along half the couch, and she was laying on his stomach, eyes glued to the television with the thumb in her mouth, pinching her eyebrow with her index and middle finger.

I happened to see Riker's phone the back of the couch, and I took it and snapped a picture of them, than went around the back of the couch and showed it to him. He smiled not saying anything. She was focused, and he didn't want to break her focus. If only he could meet a good girl, he would make an amazing father. I set the phone down on the back of the couch again and walked into the kitchen where I found Rocky heating up waffles in the toaster.

"Did you see that?" I said, throwing my hand over my shoulder pointing with my thumb.

He nodded, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, he ran me out of the room. Told me I had to go." He laughed silently. "Can you believe that?"

I nodded. "No, I can't." I went next to him to the coffee pot, filling the cup he set out for me when I came in the room. "It does me no good to bring her here to spend time with her. Between your brothers and sister, I don't see her."

He laughed again, a little louder. "Hey, at least he isn't picking at you," referring to Riker. "And I feel for you for Ross. She never wants to leave him alone." I rolled my eyes. "And as far as Rydel, well," he shrugs, "she's just doing what she's best at, making beauty." He grinned.

I laughed and agreeing giggle. "Yeah, I agree. She left our room with her, than ends up with Riker." Rocky smiled every time I called this my home. He made me feel welcome. "By the way, where did she go? Rydel?"

"I don't know. But she ran out the door after grabbing her keys yelling something about accessories." He pointed toward the living room. "I'm guessing she's referring to her and the dresses she has picked out for today."

I laughed, knowing unconditionally that he was right. I didn't know what to say. He just raised an eyebrow at me knowing I was lost for words knowing he was right, than walked past me toward the dining area with his waffles in hand.

I sipped my coffee, staring no where for apparently long enough for him to eat, which didn't take long with him. He came back into the kitchen, rinsing off his dishes and placing them in the dishwasher. "You hungry?"

I took advantage off the opportunity to make myself look less like a fool for still standing there. "Yeah, trying to decide what to make. Any ideas?"

He thought for a second, than smiled. "Want a Rocky omelet?"

That sounded really good for this morning. "Mmm. Yeah, that would be amazing." He nodded, grinning at me again. I moved as he came for the refridgerator, and watched him work his magic. He was a mad cook.

"So, how was tour? Haven't had much chance to ask you." Rocky made small talk while making my omelet.

"Awesome actually. A little busy, but fun." I laughed and sighed, remembering sleeping in the days, being awake half the night.

"Yeah, it can be crazy. Takes a lot out of you." He agreed with a smile. "What about performing?"

I thought back again. "Well, at first it was a little nerve racking, but got a little easier." I sighed. "By the end I loved it." I frowned at me feet. "Kinda miss it."

When I looked back up, Rocky had turned again and was watching me smiling. "And at one point you were freaking out over singing for just us?" He ask, not meaning it to be a question. I just nodded. "I'll have to try to come up with another duet." He turned back toward the stove.

It was silent until he was done. I was writing my own in my head, and would pitch it to him later. When he was done, he placed it on a plate, grabbed a fork and handed it to me. He than started making one for Ross.

I pulled myself on the counter top and started to eat. I loved his omelets. He killer at it. I could eat these all day if he kept them in rotation.

Just than Ross came into the room. "What took you so long?" I asked with a mouthful of the omelet. He laughed and picked a bite off my plate and tossed it into his mouth. I slapped his hand. "You owe me a bite of yours."

He laughed, kissed me cheek than turned to Rocky. "Hey, what's this I overheard about another duet?" He asked, putting his arm around my shoulders.

"Just pitching around new ideas." Rocky said. "She enjoyed herself, so I am going to try to come up with something." Rocky looked at me. "I'm assuming since she went silent, she is doing the same." Ross smiled at me. Wow, these guys know me better than I thought.

Just than Riker came into the kitchen carrying sleeping Michele. Ross led him down the hallway and opened our door, than they both came back. Riker looked pleased with himself. I laughed inside at the smile on his face. It was either that or he was happy he got free cartoon time this morning.

"I'm heading out to the garage. Who's joining me?" Riker said once he got his smiles out.

"Me!" Rocky said, placing Ross' omelet on a plate. I made sure to snatch my bite when he set it down. Ross laughed and took the plate and went into the dining area. I followed him. Minutes later, Rocky was walking past us into the garage.