Trish nodded, "I'm feeling good today and Brooke went to the park." Trish wasn't supposed to do that but she seemed fine. Kane helped put away the groceries and lifted Brooke up so she could put something on the shelf as she had wanted to help them too. She hugged him, "We Pway?" She asked in her little voice and Kane nodded, "Sure Princess, anything you want."
Kenna rose her eyebrows before catching that and stepped aside so he could enter his pin.
"This does mean war, you know," Kenna teased. Grabbing some of the bags, it was those reusable ones so it was easy enough to take back to the house. If this was couple like than she was fine with that.
Brooke was there to greet them running, first Kenna and then Kane. Trish was already working on a dinner by the time she placed the bags down.
"It must be a good day...you're making enchiladas..." Kenna grinned gving her cousin a kiss on the cheek before starting to put the food away.
Kane had thrown in a package or oreos and a box of little debbies and smiled, 'let me get it this time, you've done so much for me." Before she could protest he slid his card and smirked, "Oops hand slipped." He kissed her cheek and a cashier smiled at them. Some teenage girls were taking pictures of them from a couple of lanes away but Kane hadn't noticed them yet.
"She's invested in you and your career. And it's not a bad idea to have more publicity, people eat that up. It's not us though..." Kenna gave a small shrug before hearing the word us. She had said that, why? "I have no idea more than you do, so this will be fun."
After a short trip to the grocery store for essential items for dinner. Going for more of an Italian feel. Some mostly homemade lasagna and garlic bread, as well as some cheesecake.
Kane nodded, "Yeah we did have a big lunch." He kissed he cheek and said goodbye to his manager. "I meant what I said to her... I trust your opinion on things more than hers. Like if you see something that you think is wrong make sure you say something because I don't know much about this business and she is who the label assigned to me and I think she hates me."
Kenna was satisfied with that look on the woman's expression. It might have been harsh but she was from here and always said her mind. In this instance it was hitting her that she would be in front of cameras.
"Thank you, baby," Kenna smiled placing a hand on his knee. "I'll be there when I can and everything, okay?"
she seems satisfied with this and nodded, though a big public relationship was best to her.
On the way out she rubbed her stomach. "Maybe something lighter for dinner. Want to go to the store before heading home?"
Kane nodded and looked to his manager, "Kenna is in charge, what she says goes in all aspects of my life right now. If she says no to a show, theres a reason... I'm getting laser therapy on my arm and we don't know if it will help. She has her business here and she likes her privacy so I would like you to respect her and her wishes, if you don't I will be looking for a new manager."
"Listen, I do not wear designer, ever. If I do it's someone local and cheap because I am. Unless I say so no cameras. My privacy is my own and if anyone on this dream team gets close to my family there will be hell to pay, got it?" Kenna leaned in her eyes becoming colder and harder. "Respect that...and I think we'll be okay."
Looking to Kane she leaned back. "I'll be there for this...but no cameras. We can go to instagram or whatever people use for people to admire."
"Your not going in front of a camera but you will be seen by everyone at Good Morning America and the camera will pan and see you. Your Kane's girlfriend, you need to portray yourself as such. One early morning show shouldn't disrrupt whatever schedule you have. This is his one shot at Good Morning America." She said looking to Kenna and Kane spoke, "if Kenna doesn't want to go she doesn't have to."
"Technically we dated before in high school. Our old friend Morgan felt the need to tel everyone," Kenna drank her water contentedly scouring the menu carefully before finding something that'd be gentle.
"Wait, what? No way...there's no way I'm going in front of a camera and I have my own schedule," Kenna frowned. This woman was already presuming she was that girlfriend not that she was a real one.
His manager eyed her, "So your Kane's new girlfriend." Kane couldn't tell them that it was fake, if his manager knew that they would think he was crazy. "Your much better than that psycho Bella already, I guarantee you that. Shes still calling me making demands and Kane isn't even with her." The older woman said ordering a sweet tea. "Kane you have a slot on good morning america next week and I'd advise you." She muttered turning to Kenna. "To buy a dress worthy of national television or I can have some sent over by designers."
Kenna had to physically stop herself from correcting Buddy remembering that she was publicly his girlfriend. She gave a smile kissing his cheek. "Then we'll get that tomorrow night. Tonight, there's time to cook a nice meal.*
Looking to Buddy, she nodded taking a seat across from the chatty manager. This was so much easier in high school when all they had to do was kiss and hold hands.
“I don’t think I’ve ever had one of those.” He said smiling. Buddy was a nice man and of course he was more than happy to have Kane and Kenna both back in his restaurant. “You brought your boyfriend back.” Buddy said hugging her smiling and Kane chuckled, “Actually I dragged her back because your food was so good.” Buddy laughed, “I need a picture of you two for the wall.”
"Well, then, lead the way in the moves," Kenna grinned, almost going for the door. The moment she heard this place she took her pills. The meat was not agreeing with her.
"We should get Greek sometime this week. A gyro sounds amazing," she said with a chuckle. Shaking the manager's hand she gave a smile. Playing an adult girlfriend would be harder than it sounded.
Kane chuckled, "Lucky for you I have oh 3 years of marriage experience to fall back on... can't be any worse than that... and I actually like you so it'll be a lot easier." he said with a smile before nodding, "Yeah Buddy's place. I'll text her the name and tell her we will meet her there tomorrow for lunch." That had been the best food Kane had had in New York but he wasn't going to tell Kenna that.
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