“Hey baby,” I could hear the smile in his voice.
“Hey! I thought you were on call today?”
“I am, but we have a break for a few minutes. Chris had a wardrobe malfunction.”
“Too many sequins again?” I giggle.
“Yes, and Cory doesn’t understand the new dance routine, Lea doesn’t like some of the harmonies, and I’ve got a squeaky wheel.”
“Aw, just can’t catch a break, can you guys?”
“Something like that. You packed yet?”
“Mmhm. Just everyday things are left. I’m probably going to get Brison to help me carry stuff to the car, there seems to be more than when I left home.”
“That tends to happen. I get home after weeks of filming, and mysteriously have props hidden in my luggage...”
“Some new clothes and shoes maybe have suddenly appeared in my suitcase.”
He laughed. “So you’re going to need help carrying everything, huh?”
“Yea, just so there aren’t as many trips downstairs.” There was a knock at my door. “Hold on a second, someone’s at my--Kevin?!” He was standing there, a huge grin on his face, holding his phone to his ear.
“Hey sweetie.”
“You’re supposed to be in LA! Not Dallas!”
He smiled, reaching for a hug. I jumped into his arms, taking in his smell, that’d I’d missed for 4 months. He kissed the top of my head. “Yes well. I knew you would need help. And I wanted to see you.”
“I missed you, too”
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