Port Charles Does It Better

Chapter 37

     Parker, after getting lost for the tenth time, finally found Kristina in the kitchen. "Is this house big enough?" She asked, walking up behind the other girl. Kristina was having a fight with one of those fancy Keurig like machines, one which she was apparently losing. "I love this house thank you," She replied, slightly smacking the coffee maker. "However, if it had came with a freakin' coffee pot I could actually use, I wouldn't have complained." Parker laughed and grabbed Kristina's hips moving her to the side. She popped the little container in and pushed the correct button, putting the cup in it's place. "Just give it a few minutes and it will be ready, okay?'' She told her, kissing the top of her head and walking back towards the bar to sit down. "You would think," Kristina began, tapping her fingers impatiently as she did so, "That as the owner of a coffee based business that I would be able to use one of these." Parker raised a finger. "Ah but like you said, you own the business, not run it." She told her slightly irritated partner.  "Therefore, you technically don't mess with this kind of model." Parker elaborated, pointing to the pot that had just beeped, signaling that Kristina's coffee was complete. Kristina grabbed her mug and sat down at the table. "I'd offer to make you some, but you see how that was working out." She said with a smile and Parker laughed. "No worries love. I do have a question though?''
      Kristina took a sip of her coffee and offered her wife a drink of it, which was turned down. "I'm fine, thanks." Parker said leaning back in her chair. "So if this is a deserted island, how is all of this food and everything here?" She asked. "Plus, it's super clean for something uninhabited." She added. Kristina put her mug down on the table and answered the best she could.
      "As far as I know, there's an island nearby. It has everything there that most places would have. Grocery stores, a mall, restaurants, it's just a normal place. There's a boat anchored down the beach at the docks that my dad has a select few people use to go get supplies and all that." Kristina explained. "It's probably how he gets a housekeeper here too."
       Parker nodded her head, signaling she understood. "How far away is the other island?" She asked. Kristina, picking her mug back up and taking another sip replied. "Not very far, but I'll have to ask Mac to be sure. Why? Want to check it out?" Kristina asked the blonde as she was getting that giddy look on her face again trying to contain her excitement. "I don't see why not? We can eat while we're there. Is Mac gonna want to take us?" Parker asked. Kristina shrugged. "I don't think he'll mind, but if he does, it won't matter. I'm the Mobster Princess," She said, sticking her tongue out at the other woman playfully. "Okay but for real," She continued, "I'll ask him. I'm sure he's ready to have something to do anyways."
      Kristina got up and walked over to the com system by the door and held down the button to speak. "You there Mac?" She asked. A couple of seconds later, he replied. "What can I do for you Ms. Corinthos? Is everything okay over there?" He asked her. She looked at Parker and smiled. "Okay, but don't act like you don't like the authority that comes with your new last name, just saying." She told her with a laugh before continuing talking to her bodyguard. "Hey Mac! Can you take us to the other island on the boat? Parker and I want to go eat and explore the city." She told him. "Sure thing Ms. Corinthos. I'll be on my way over now." He told her and she thanked him before turning around to face the taller woman once more, quickly noticing something she found important. "Shit," She said and her face got serious. Parker's face quickly went from happy to concerned. "What is it Kristina?" She asked, beginning to worry. "Mac is on his was over and neither one of us are wearing pants!" Kristina replied and neither one of them even attempted to fight the laugh that escaped their mouths as they ran throughout the house trying to find where Mac had put their clothing before he made it inside.