Kay pulled the door open and me into a hug, and I dropped my briefcase to hold him with both arms. “Missed you.” He kissed the side of my head.
Pulling back, I looked at him. His hair fell in long curls to his shoulders, and despite everything, he looked refreshed and lively. I kissed him. First a peck, and then a longer kiss with tongues. Kay rubbed my back and stuck his fingers inside the waistband of my pants.
“Before we get started with that. I’m expecting a delivery. But I have to meet Jinx and Miami also.”
“Delivery? Food?”
“Nope. Something better.”
Finally, there was a knock at the door. I opened it, and the porters brought in the two large boxes. This was going to be a blast.
“Is that?” Kay asked, bouncing up and down like I normally did.
“Yes. Unbox them while I take these over.” I grabbed my briefcase and a key card off the dresser, darting out and leaving Kay to figure out our prize.
I knocked on the door where Jinx and Miami were staying. He happened to mention to me that they had booked the entire floor for the band members and added security, which was perfect for what we were planning.
Jinx opened the door. “Hi, Don. Thanks for bringing these; you could have had them delivered, though.” He smiled slyly, knowing damn well that I wanted to see Kay.
“Right. Well, I kind of missed you guys.” I handed over the documents and shut my briefcase. “I made the changes you requested. Look them over, sign, have Star Fly guys sign, and I’ll pick them up before the show tomorrow if that works.” There weren’t many changes, most of which were financial. Oddly, the band wanted to change the profit structure to better compensate MH Management. That rarely happened. Guess they thought the first version was too generous and didn’t want to be emotionally in debt.
“Perfect. Now go.” He waved me off.
“Bye.” I jogged back, and by the time I got there, Kay had the first one out and was working on the second. “Let’s go.” I dropped my briefcase and key card on the dresser and clapped my hands.
“Help me.”
I grabbed part of the box top and yanked. “Do we have to ship them back or can we put them on the bus?”
“I dunno. We’ll ask David later.” David was in charge of the roadies and moving all of the equipment, which sometimes included luggage, but most of the guys only hauled one or two duffel bags around. This was different.
I helped him pull the remaining trike out of the box. These were so much like the old-fashioned Big Wheel trikes we had as kids. Harrison and I used to ride around our parents’ estate when we were little, and it was so much fun. These were bigger, big enough for adults. And I wanted to share that fun with my best friend.
“Where’re we gonna ride them, Donny?”
“Down the hall. Grab the key card and a trike and come on.”
He followed and we set them outside the door side by side. “We can race!” Kay clapped his hands.
“Down the hall and back?”
Kay got on the trike. “Yeah.”
“You say ready, set, go.” I climbed on.
“Ready?”
I gripped the handlebars. Butterflies flitted through my tummy. “Let’s do it.”
“Alright. Ready. Set. Go!”
When he shouted to go, I took off. Kay was right with me. We banged our feet on the wall at the end and slung around, heading back. Kay hooted loudly as we approached his door. He pulled ahead of me. Damn, he had good legs. “I win,” he said, but held his hand up for a high-five.
A head poked out of one of the doors. “Hey. What’re you guys doing?”
“We have Big Wheels. We’re racing.” Kay shrugged as if it was obvious. But it really was.
The guy stepped out into the hall. He was small and lithe. “That looks fun. Can I try?”
