Sarah and Kevin 42

Sarah looked at the clock. 7:00 am. Ugh, I'm late. She rolled over and looked at Kevin. He was breathing deeply. She kissed him softly on the cheek and got out of bed.

As quietly as she could, she left the bedroom, got washed, brushed, clipped and dressed for the day and rushed down the stairs. She made a conscious decision to leave the door unlocked.

Once in the kitchen, she quickly whipped up a batch of muffins and put them in the oven. She started a pot of coffee and cleaned up the kitchen while it brewed. When the dishes were done, she poured herself a cup and sat alone at the kitchen table, waiting for the muffins to finish baking. She took a deep breath, feeling happy and full for the first time in what felt like years. Maybe it has been years, she thought.

The timer dinged. As she was removing them from the oven, the phone in Scott's room rang. Odd. She located a basket and dumped the muffins into it. She could hear Scott's muffled voice.
Suddenly, there were excited voices and scrambling noises coming from their room. She heard their door open and then the door to Tom and Kevin's room. Oh, boy.

She tried to quickly sneak back upstairs, but a half-dressed Peter saw her and gathered her up into an excited hug.

"Well, good morning to you, too," she said. Scott then arrived, also half dressed, and hugged her, laughing. Tom was the only one with both shirt and jeans on. He took her hand and squeezed it, smiling.

"Jeez, I feel so special. What's going on?" she asked, laughing.

"We got chosen to play at the summer music festival," Scott practically yelled.

Sarah clapped her hands. "Oh, congratulations!"

"Where's Kevin?" Scott asked.

Sarah felt the heat rising in her cheeks. She looked over at Tom who gave her a funny look. He smiled at her and then looked at Peter.

"He's in your room?" Peter spluttered, eyes wide.

Sarah covered her face with her hand. "I"ll go get him," she said and slipped through the door, locking it behind her. She ran up the stairs.

She went into the bedroom and sat down next to Kevin on the bed. She kissed his temple.

"Hey," she whispered in his ear. He rolled over and stretched.

"You forgot the dress code," he said and started pulling at her blouse.

"Wait. Your presence is being requested downstairs." she said.

"I don't care," he said and pulled her down to him, kissing her until she didn't care, either.