(A/N: For the record, this IS a Cranny.)


Manuela woke up beside her husband; her hand was resting on his chest, his six-pack rippling underneath the sheets. Sighing, Manny sat up in her bed and reached for her robe. Walking barefoot down the hall, she decided to make coffee in the kitchen. She walked into the kitchen and saw Craig sitting down at her dining table.

"Craig?" Manuela asked, "How, who?"

Craig smiled, "Genesis told me where you lived, and your housekeeper let me in. I want to talk to you".

"You can't", Manuela shook her head, "My husband hates you".

"I figured", Craig shrugged, "Manny, do you really love him?"

There was that word again. That word had no meaning to Manny whatsoever, but when she was with Craig, she felt something, something that was hard to explain. Craig sat at the table waiting for her answer,

"What does that word mean anyways?" Manuela asked, "And my name is Manuela, not Manny".

"Okay Manuela", Craig walked up to Manuela, "Do you love Keith?"

Manuela looked away, "Yeah, I do".

"Look at me", Craig held Manny by her chin, she couldn't look away. Her eyes were being sucked into his, and she couldn't pull away, she didn't want to pull away.

"Manuela?" Keith asked, walking into the room.

Craig let go of Manuela's chin and smiled at Keith, "Morning Keith", he walked over to give him a handshake, Keith didn't budge.

"What were you doing?" Keith asked.

Manuela smiled, "Craig was checking to see if something was in my eye".

"Oh", Keith crossed his arms, "What is he doing here?"

Craig pulled tickets out of his jacket pockets, "To give you backstage passes to my concert tonight", Craig handed the tickets to Keith, "I'd appreciate it if you came".

Keith held the tickets in his hands, "I'll consider it".


(A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short! I promise the next part will be longer.)