<strong>Mike and Katy in the [Kitchen]</strong><br/><br/>Mike couldn’t help but smile at the offer of Katy’s help. “Of course, I’m always happy for the help, and then we can you organized, too. I don’t know about you, but I’m looking forward to making this place more like a home than the house we’re all living in for the next two years. I’ll be done with a shower in a few minutes, and it won’t look like I just went running with the bulls.” He smiled at her, playing with her hand where they touched, and their eyes met. “I don’t know what you’re planning for breakfast, but would you make enough for two? I’ll be back down to help when I’m not so nasty, ja?” Mike kissed her cheek and slipped away. His workout was already a distant memory. He was really attracted to Katy, and now she was the only thing occupying his mind.