Chapter 109 - Stuff The Turkey (1/2)

Walking out of his room, Laz could smell something tasty in the air. Following his nose, he went upstairs to the apartment to find Kat in her typical morning wear, a white tank top and black booty shorts. The added bonus today was that she was wearing an apron as well. With everything that had happened between them, Laz couldn't help but reassess how he felt about her.

In the beginning, she wanted nothing to do with him.

After that, he became an object of her obsessive fetish.

Then, they got to bond a bit over a shared interest.

Finally, they had fun at a pool. And some training happened, there was that.

From start to finish, it had only been a few weeks and yet so much was different now. Laz felt like she really was amazing in her own way. A woman like her who was wild and carefree, yet had a certain warmth about her. And one hell of a hot body to top it all off. What more could a guy ask for? Strangely, Laz thought that if he was to ever get married, it would be to a girl like Kat.

Of course, he wasn't thinking about getting married. But seeing her in those tight shorts with her firm and yet full ass was enough to make any man think about spending a lifetime with the owner of it.

On the other hand, maybe it had to do with how she took care of him as well. Even though Jon had taught him a few things, it was pretty much Kat, morning, noon and night. Laz never really thought he would get as attached to her as he did.

In the end, he knew he had to say goodbye though. This whole thing was only temporary anyway. Even if he wished it were otherwise, it wasn't going to happen. Laz might have been a bit emotional about this, but he wasn't going to show it. He had learned how to keep his emotions in check, starting back from the day he was dropped off on his grandpa's doorstep. Some kids learn these things early. The lucky ones don't have to figure it out till much later.

”Ah, you're awake eh?”

”Yeah.”

”I thought I would have to come and get you like always.” Kat said while putting a large covered pan in the oven.

”There we go.”

”What was that?” Laz asked. He'd never really watched someone cook before, so he actually had a lot of questions.

”The turkey,” Kat replied with a proud look on her face.

”You look pretty happy today,” Laz couldn't help but point out.

”HA. OF COURSE I AM!” Kat practically screamed while smiling.

”And why is that?”

”Cause I can finally cook for someone who might actually appreciate my food. All my dad ever does it say it's good. That's it. 'IT'S GOOD?' Not even a bit of elaboration? Just good?”

Laz subconsciously posted a note in his head to make sure to say anything other than 'it's good,' even if he was lying through his teeth.

Kat decided to take out some of her aggression by chopping up some vegetables with an overly large butcher's knife. After a few minutes, a large pile of carrots and celery, and a few new deep imprints into the bamboo cutting board, Kat raised her head to see Laz still looking at her and barely moving. In fact, Laz was slightly hesitant too move, thinking about what would happen if she decided to go after something other than a carrot.

”Yes?” Kat asked while lowering the knife.

”Br... breakfast?” Laz finally stuttered out after a moment.

”Breakfast? What? Oh.. OH!” Kat turned around and walked over to a cupboard, pulling out a jar of some white powder before grabbing a cup and a pitcher of water.

”Here protein shake. Keep your appetite for dinner, ok?”

”Yeah. Yes. I can't wait!” Although Laz had other thoughts in his head, he kept them to himself. No matter what, he wanted to enjoy the few days he had left.

”Good. Drink up!” Kat turned back around while grabbing some bread and ripping it apart. Laz didn't want to interrupt so after making the shake, he tried to figure out something to do.