Chapter 4

Kate was making dinner for two when Richie walked in the kitchen. Kate felt him coming and before he say anything she turned. "You look good!" she said and Richie looked to himself. "Thank you for the clothes, i hope your boyfriend don't mind!" Richie answered. "I-I don't have a boyfriend! I told you these are my brother's!" Kate replied and she was suprsed a little. She told him that 20 minutes ago.

"I'm sorry! I didn't hear it!" Richie said. he really didn't hear her saying it. He was buzy looking in her light blue eyes. These were the lightest blue eyes he've ever seen. In the corners there was a little black lines that make you feel comfortable and uncomfortable in the same time. There so no doupt she was a very good looking woman and he really wondered why she didn't has a boyfriend.

Several minutes later the table was seatled for two. Two plates of pasta were waiting for them. The clock was saying 3.00 am. It was early in the morning and Kate was sitting opposite to a rock star, that she didn't know nothing but his name. She wasn't used at it. She wasn't used it at all. With Peter, her ex-boyfriend, took her more than two months to feel comfortable with him around. But with Richie was diferent. She felt comfortable with him in her house from the first second, and that scared her a lot.

Richie was watching her eatting her pasta. Her long blonde heair were up ina loosy ponytail. She was wearing glasses. It was the first time in his life he found cute when she make them up to the right place when they rolled a little. It was too quite the only sound was the one from the rain outside.

"Mmm Kate that pasta is delicious! I loved it!" Richie said and put his fork down. "Thank you!" Kate answered and got up. She took their plates and left them in the sink. "Dalrin' that's my job! the only job my mum is proud! I'll wash the diches!" Richie said and he got up and took the plates from the sink and start washing them.

Kate was watching him washing their diches. Peter has never washed the diches, don't even offered. He said, she was the woman and that was her job. One more time Richie suprised her.

Once Richie washed the dishes it was pretty late for him too. He didn't slept more than two hours since April's phonecall. Kate yawned. "I'll go to bed! If you need anything feel free to take it! Exept my music collection!" Kate warned him. "Okay! Good night Kate! And thanks again!" Richie answered and watched her walking up the stairs.

Richie watched her walking up the stairs. When Kate couldn't be seen anymore Richie checked his watch. The time was almost 4.00 am. He shut on the couch and reached for his bag. he forgot that he left it in the guest room. He went there and pulled out of his bag a pack of cigarettes, the notebook and a pen. With the notebook in his hands he walked back to the living room. He saw that there is no ashtrey in the living table. She propably didn't smocke he thought. he walked to the kitchen. He took a chair from the kitchen table and shut next to the trash bin. He didn't want to search for an ashtrey in the middle of the might in a strange house. He lighted up a cigaretter and opened his notebook.

It's been a while since he wanted to write. he was buzy travelling all over the world and he didn't have any time to write. He had already done the half of his new solo album but he still mist write some new songs. All the songs he had wrote have a sad feeling. His mind was still in Cher. He might tell that he've overcome her but he didn't. He still wanted to be with her, he'll give everything to be with her again. He thought that he have found the love of his life in her face. He didn't want to accept that she left even 4 years later. He thinks that when he's back from a tour she's there in his house waiting for him, but she's not.

The next morning Kate woke up from the first sun light was able to get throught the curtains of her bedroom. Today has the afternoon shift in the hospital so she has all the morning to enjoy the day. She wore her glasses she took from the night stand and got up. After washing her face she wore her robe and he slippers and left her bedroom. Walking down the stairs the air was filled with bacon smell followed by coffee. She smiled. For a spare moment she thought it was Peter but she forgot about him the moment she saw Richie making breakfast.

He was in the kitchen fixing some bacon with eggs, it was the onnly thing he could cook for breakfast. The kitchen table was seattled for two. As Kate passed the living room to go to the kitchen the smell of cigarette smocke came to her nose. She hates smockers. She didn't seem to be suprised that Riche is smocking, he's a rock star after all. She saw the mess was in the living room. There are several paper balls on the floor.

Kate walked closer to the kitchen and Richie turned holding a sauce pan in his hand serving it to the plate. "Oh Kate good morning! I had breakfast i hope you don't mind!" he said and smiled. "Good morning to you too! And no i don't mind it at all! What did you make?" she asked and shut in the chair waiting to be served. "The only thing i know, bacon and eggs! I know it's pour but is the only thing i can do to thank you!" Richie answered and put in her plate the bacon and then the eggs. "I didn't done anything!" "Oh yes you did! You helped me when i was in need and i can't help you enough!" Richie answered and served his plate and shut next to her her.

Richie fill her cup of coffee and then his. "So, how did you slept?" he asked first. "Very good! You? I saw you slept on the couch." "Yeah, i fall asleep in the couch!" he answered and took a bite of his eggs. "Mmmm Richie that's delicious!" Kate said to him and he blushed. "Thank you!" he answered and took a sip of his coffee. "So, any siblings?" he asked her.He really wanted to know. She hepled him in a strange way to forget Cher. He now can say that he likes her.

"I have a brother older than me, doctor too! You?" "I'm an only child!" he answered and smiled. "So, what kind of music do you like?" he asked. He couldn't be with a woman that she didn't like music, he hoped that Kate wasn't one of those. "Classic! I don't want you to get me wrong but i prefere that kind of music!" "I like that kind of music too but i like to make sound! You know with guitars and drums solos!" "Do you know how to play piano?" Kate asked. She couldn't imagine her life without playing piano.

Okay, she doesn't know who i am and what i do! That's good! At least if she's going to love me she's going to love the REAL me! Richie thought before answered "Of course and i do! I wrote the music in my first solo album on piano!" Richie said with a proud voise and the smile followed. "Oh i'm sorry! I'm forgot that you're a rock star! I'm so sorry!" Kate said feeling a little guilty. Helen was talking about him in the hospital the whole night. How can you be so stupid, Kate? You just forgot that a rock star was sleeping in your couch? But well, he acts like he is not a rock star! Maybe he's diferent! Kate thought. 

"It's alright Kate! But this is what i do and not who i am..... at in some parts!" Richie answered. Kate took the last bite of her eggs and bacon and looked him in the eyes. "Are you up for a challenge Mr Sambora?" she asked him with almost devils's look. "A piano challenge?" "Yeah!" " Fine! If i win i'll take you out for dinner and if you win i'll do WHATEVER  you want, deal?" he said and held out his hand "Deal!" Kate answered and shaked his hand.