1"I was really glad that you stayed the night last night," Kalvin commented somewhat drowsely.
"Me too," Drew agreed and gave a sleepy smile. "It's great to wake up and see you there with me."
"If you keep saying things like that, you might never see the last of me, mister," Kalvin threatened flirtiously.
"That sounds like a good idea to me," the tennis ace remarked and leaned in close to the witchs' face for a kiss.
"Me too," Kalvin breathed and his lips met Drew's in a deep French kiss.
"Oh, please! Go to your room for goodness sake!" Dylan's voice declared loudly.
Kalvin and Drew opened their eyes and parted lips.
"Morning, Dylan," Kalvin greeted, mock annoyed.
"Good morning, lovers," he replied after entering the kitchen and poured coffee into a large mug, adding cream and sugar.
"You're looking quite stylish today," Drew complimented and took a drink.
"You think so?" Dylan asked and spun around for full affect. He sported a tube style, midriff revealing top with spaghetti straps that connected around the neck as a collar in harvest apple red, tight, black leahter shorty shorts with a tiny link chain belt, and matching black leather knee high zip up boots. His left forearm was covered in at least thirty silver thin band bangle bracelets, all jingling when he moved.
"Sure do," Kalvin answered serenely.
"Thank you," the blond witch said and smiled. "Don't you have to go to class or work today, Kalvin?"
"No work, just school," he replied and shrugged his shoulders. "Just late morning to midafternoon classes is all."
"Lucky you," Dylan complained and gave a semi-envied look. "I have a totally full day ahead of me."
"Really? What's going on?" Kalvin asked as Drew wrapped his free arm around his shoulders.
Dylan sighed and took a drink of his now cooler coffee. "Well, I work from eight this morning until one at Style File, and then from one thirty to about five I have class."
"Oh, honey, I'm sorry," the red head expressed with sincerity.
"Yeah, that really sucks," Drew agreed softly.
"I know," Dylan responded, his tone wry. "And then there's that other thing that always has a possiably of happening if you know what I mean, Kalvin."
"Boy do I ever," he said with an explosive breathe.
Drew, confused, looked from one to the other, but neither elaberated.
"Plus on top of all of that, I have a date tonight," he finished dramaticly and leaned into the breakfast nock.
"With Bruce?" Kalvin questioned, his voice raising several octives.
"No, not with Bruce," Dylan told him breezily. "He and I broke it off about a week ago."
"What happened?" Drew inquired. "I thought you two liked each other."
"We did, but we were just at two very different spots in our lives and things weren't working out," the blond explained.
"So, who are you seeing now?" his fellow Astral Bound Witch requested of him.
"A cute phys. ed. major from school named Josh O'Maly," he said, his voice and manner like a bubbly school girl. "Do you know him?"
Kalvin shook his head no.
"Yeah, I've talked to him a couple of times at school," Drew admitted. "He's cute, and he's a good guy."
"I hope so because I really like him," Dylan gushed. "Tonight's our first date, I'm praying everything goes right."
"Why wouldn't it?" the tennis ace asked, obviously baffled.
"Things around here seem to have a habit of not going so," Kalvin spoke up, covering for Dylan, and rolled his eyes.
The other witch nodded his head and checked the clock on the wall. "I've got to get going," he announced and began to head to the kicthen doorway. "Kalvin, will you do me a favor?"
"What?"
"Can you go down to Mark's Tailor Shop and pick up my outfit and shoes for James and Will's wedding?" he asked, his tone pleading. "I really don't have the time and they're closed for the next three days."
"Sure, I get it before I go to class," Kalvin complied.
"Thanks hon, you're an angel," he called and in a few minutes the door closed and locks swinged shut.
"So, what do you want to with the free time we have?" Drew questioned once he was sure Dylan was gone.
"Well, Dylan's left and Evan is already at school for morning classes, so..." Kalvin let his sentence die.
"My thoughts exactly," Drew said huskily and began to kiss Kalvin with rising passion.
Kalvin giggled. "I think we'd better go to my room," he suggested, between breathes for air.
"Good idea," Drew commented and stood. He then swooped Kalvin up into his arms, who was laughing, and carried him down the hall and to his room.
The door shut with a solid slam, echoeing slightly in the empty apartment.