Kevin woke up the next morning in
a miserable mood. He didn’t sleep well. All he kept
thinking about was Bron. He had the how down, now
he needed to figure out the when. The when had to
be soon too. I know she’ll challenge me every step
of the way because they’re here. I can’t handle this
the way I normally would. The little witch has the
advantage he thought as he dragged himself to the
Once dressed he went to the kitchen
and made the coffee. He watched his brothers get
ready for the day and then his mother. “Morning Kevin,”
his mom reached over and kissed his cheek. “Morning,”
“Kevin you look like you didn’t sleep
well,” she told him as she poured her coffee.
“I didn’t,” as he stared at his watch
and then the door.
“Well maybe after you have some breakfast
you’ll feel better,” she told him.
His brothers watched Kevin sulk and
stare at the door. Occasionally he would glance at
his watch and then stare at the door again. Kevin
sat there for a half hour waiting for her to come
and make his breakfast. Jerald snickered to himself;
oh, she plays hardball with you little brother. It
doesn’t look like your girl is going to be feeding
you this morning.
Carlos knocked on the door and strolled
into the suite, “Morning.”
“Where’s Bronwyn?” Kevin barked
at him. His family looked at him surprised at the
tone he used.
Carlos wasn’t shocked he had expected
it after last night. Somebody had a rough night he
grinned, “She went out.”
“She can’t do that!” Kevin shook
his head furiously at him.
“Well you know, things change. Maybe
before she couldn’t but she did today,” Carlos chuckled.
“She went shopping with her family.” Carlos added
“Dammit!” Kevin yelled as he slammed
his cup down. “I knew this would happen. I’m losing
control,” as he glared at Carlos.
“Kevin watch your mouth,” Tim warned
him from the other side of the room. Jerald just
sat back and took it all in, yep you sure are little
Anne stood there looking at Kevin,
who was very angry right now. That boy really has
his daddy’s temper, but he doesn’t control it as well
as his dad did. I wonder what he is losing control
over. Whatever it is Carlos thinks it’s funny and
Kevin doesn’t. “Kevin what happened between you and
Bronwyn last night?” she asked him gently.
“Nothing we had a disagreement that’s
all,” Kevin frowned at Carlos.
“Honey this sound like much more
than just a disagreement,” as she reached around and
to pat his back.
Kevin thought oh you don’t know the
half of it ma and I hope you never do. “It looks
like I’m not getting breakfast. Let’s go downstairs
and get something to eat.”
Kevin got up and walked out the door.
Carlos shook his head at him and followed him. Jerald
and Tim exchanged smirks while their mother just watched
him walk out the door.
They gathered their things and went
downstairs. They caught up with Kevin in the restaurant.
He had already ordered otherwise he would be late.
Kevin’s food was set in front of him and they placed
their order. “Kevin you really need to talk to Bron.
Maybe you’ll feel better,” Tim told him, as Kevin
tasted the food on the plate.
Kevin dropped his fork to the plate,
“This food is terrible.” Carlos laughed aloud and
Kevin sent him a warning glare. Somebody is having
trouble dealing with his loss of control, Carlos grinned
“Kevin there is nothing wrong with
that food. It’s a five star restaurant.” Jerald
Kevin grumbled, “There is too, the
eggs are runny, the toast is dry, and the bacon is
Carlos and Jerald were quietly snickering
to themselves. What a spoiled man you have become,
it’s not the food you’re missing, it’s the cook, Jerald
snickered to himself.
Kevin stood up and reached in his
pocket for his wallet. “I forgot my wallet. I’ll
be right back.” Carlos got up and Kevin turned to
him, “You don’t have to hold my hand while I get my
Carlos sat down, unaffected by the
gruffness that Kevin had used. Actually, he thought
it was pretty funny. “Okay Carlos, what’s going on?”
Anne asked him point-blank.
Carlos looked at her, “Not much,
he didn’t care for breakfast. He’s used to his own
cook.” Carlos chuckled.
“And that would be Bronwyn,” Jerald
added for his mothers and Tim’s benefit.
Carlos just looked at him not sure
what he should do. “Carlos we’re not stupid. Kevin
knows we don’t approve but we’re not blind either.
They have been playing house for a while now.” Jerald
“More like king of the castle. Yeah
he’s used to Bron cooking for him,” Carlos chuckled.
Anne smiled confirmation at last,
“I see, so he’s gotten spoiled the last few weeks,”
his mother laughed and she was joined by the other
Tim shook his head, “I hope they
patch things up soon because he is one ornery human
being right now,” Tim said to Jerald.
“Well that’s up to Kevin,” Carlos
answered as Kevin walked back through the dining room.
“Mom I want to have a family dinner
before the show. Just us, no one else. Can you make
the arrangements for me?” Kevin asked.
Anne looked at him and his sudden
mood change, “That’s fine Kevin. What time and how
many?” she asked him.
“We have to leave for venue at six-thirty
so forty-thirty should work. I want us four, Bron,
Bounce, Stevie, Jake and Carlos.” Kevin answered
“Hey wait a minute,” Carlos interjected.
“Don’t argue you’re going. How come
you didn’t order breakfast?” Kevin spoke to Carlos
as he watched him stand up.
“My roommate made me breakfast before
she left,” he said with a glint in his eye.
Kevin threw the money on the table.
As he walked away he turned back to Carlos to make
sure he was following him, “Figures, that is just
the thing that little witch would do.”
Carlos took two steps away from the
table and turned back to Kevin’s family, “Back to
Tim and Jerald exchanged smiles both
thinking the same thing, he’s going to pop the question
“Well boys you’re brother is miserable
but we don’t have to be. What do you want to do today?”
she asked them.
“Sight seeing sounds good,” Jerald
Kevin climbed into the van with Carlos
behind him. Kevin asked A.J. where Mary was and he
was told she was shopping with Bron. Kevin leaned
his head back on the seat, folded his arms across
his chest, and didn’t utter another word to any of
them. They all knew that the two of them had gotten
into a fight about Bron telling Anne that she was
going home soon.
They arrived at the station and did
the interviews. Kevin grunted his answers and offered
nothing more. From the station they went to the venue.
A lunch had been set up but he didn’t eat or speak
to anyone. At rehearsal, he was unbearable. He barked
orders and yelled at people. After he brought a dancer
to tears, he stormed away.
Fatima went to A.J. and tried to
see what the problem was, but didn’t get much information
and left. A.J. looked at Brian and Nick, “Thank you
They both dropped their heads out
of guilt. They weren’t responsible for the fight,
but if Kevin’s family wasn’t here Bron and Kevin never
would have been put in that position in the first
place. Howie was on the other side of the stage,
“We need to fix this.”
“No I will fix this, these two have
done enough damage,” he spoke as he jumped off the
stage. A.J. fished his cell phone out of his coat
and called Mary. When he was done he jumped up back
on the stage. “Carlos called Jake, Kevin has a
family dinner planned. It looks like he’s taking
care of it himself. I suggest we stay out of it and
out of his way.” Everyone nodded in agreement, as
Kevin came back down the aisle.
“What voting me out?” Kevin said
sarcastically, “Or are you planning your next prank
on Bron?” He waited and no one answered him. He
threw his hands up in the air, “I’m outta here. I’ll
see you when it’s time to come back.”
They watched as Kevin grabbed his
stuff and walked out. Howie looked at Nick and Brian,
“No more shit from either of you. Leave them alone.”
Kevin got a cab; both he and Carlos
got in to head back to the hotel. Neither of them
spoke until they got into the elevator at the hotel.
“I’ll call you when I know the arrangements for dinner,”
Kevin said as he walked out of the elevator.
Kevin walked up the hall and paused
by Carlos’s door long enough to hear Bron yelling
at Jake. Kevin laughed and continued on his way.
Carlos walked into his suite to a
shrieking Bron with a note in her hand and a laughing
Jake. “Be ready or I’ll get you ready! Who the hell
does he think he is!!” Kevin had definitely hit Bron’s
bitch switch with that note and it was going to be
stuck there for awhile.
“Bron calm down,” Jake said trying
hard not to laugh. Kevin knew how to get to her.
Issue her a command or an order, and then just stand
back to watch the fireworks.
“Oh I’ll be ready. I’ll be so freakin’
ready he will be out of his mind by tonight,” she
shouted at Jake and stormed to the bathroom, which
was followed by the bathroom door being slammed yet
Carlos laughed at Jake, “Back to
normal I see.”
Jake wiped the tears from his eyes.
“Man he has a talent for just setting her off but
getting what he wants.”
Carlos giggled, “This should be fun.”
Bron came back out of the bathroom,
“Call down there and find out where we are going and
what time.” Bron stood there fuming as Jake walked
to the phone. Just as he reached it, it rang. Jake
picked it up and grinned but just listened and then
hung the phone back up.
“Who was that?” Bron asked still
full of fire.
Jake tried hard not to smile, “It
was Kevin. He said we are eating downstairs everything
was booked up. He said you had an hour. He was hoping
you wouldn’t be ready.”
“Asshole! He can just kiss my ass,”
Bron yelled as she went back in the bathroom.
Jake and Carlos disappeared to find
a shower they could use to clean up. Bron had commandeered
theirs and they knew that she wasn’t going to give
it up. They reappeared forty-five minutes later.
“Bron are you almost ready?” Jake
called to her.
“Yep, almost,” She giggled. Jake
shook his head. “Yep it’s battle time,” he grinned
Bron sauntered out of the bathroom
and Jake smiled knowing what she was up just by the
way she was dressed. Carlos let out a wolf whistle,
and Bron grinned.
Jake crooked his head sideways, “Are
those the pants that A.J. had you buy?”
“Yes they are,” Bron smiled with
“New sweater?” Carlos asked.
“Yep, got it today. Do you like
it?” she chuckled.
“Well, what there is of it, is nice,”
“When he comes, I’m not ready,” Bron
Jake didn’t know what to say, the
outfit was borderline, being not ready would push
him over the edge. “Not good Bron, not good,” Jake
Bron snickered, “I just want to go
downstairs by myself.”
Carlos shook his head, “I wonder
why, afraid he might make you change. This is family.”
There was a knock at the door and
Bron whipped into the bathroom and shut the door.
“Bron let’s go,” Kevin yelled as
he threw the door open.
“I’m not ready yet,” she answered
him, trying to suppress the giggles.
Kevin glanced at Carlos and Jake.
The glance turned into an incredible glare. I told
her to be ready; she’s doing this on purpose. I made
myself very clear. His thoughts were interrupted
as Bron spoke to him from the bathroom. “I’ll be
right there, I promise.” Bron yelled.
Kevin relaxed she really wasn’t ready.
She wasn’t challenging him either. Kevin shook his
head, “All right, Jake will wait for you.”
“Okay,” she called back as she leaned
on the bathroom door. Bron waited a few minutes after
she heard the door close. “Come on Bron, they’re
gone,” she heard Jake.
Bron walked out full of confidence.
Jake recognized the look. Kevin Richardson was going
to be brought down a peg or two. “Are you sure about
this?” Jake asked her.
Bron smiled, “Very.”
“You’re teasing him on top of it
with that fuzzy tight sweater and those pants,” Jake
“I know and he hates that. Let’s
go sir,” as she snaked her arm around him and headed
for the door.
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