The divorce was ugly. Kyle did not sign a prenup like an idiot and Catherine tried to take half of everything. Despite Kyle cheating during the whole marriage so had Catherine. She wasn't married to him long enough to even get spouse support. She left the marriage with nothing just like what she brought to the table, nothing.
Kyle ended up having both houses sold. The sales of the house did have to be split with Catherine per California law. He said it had too many bad memories in it for him. He did however by a house down the street for Ike where I am now living! I sold my cozy townhouse and moved in with Kyle. The great news is he was able to keep his job. Although he was painted as the bad guy his PR did a great job spinning the story which didn't need much spinning. Once the public find out we were friends since pre-k, best friends turned lovers, they fell in love with us as couple. They didn't even seem to question too much how Kyle was married to women who was now dating a guy. Their were some people out there calling bullshit but I don't care what they think. He apologized for having the affair on Catherine but admitted he should have never married her to the public. At least he was man enough to do it.
"Stan, how is your book coming?" asked Kyle walking up behind me.
"Great," I smiled. "I am writing about Straven Marvin."
"I always wonder what happened to him and if they are still living peacefully," replied Kyle.
"I am sure they are," I replied looking back at my computer screen. "Your parents still coming over for dinner tonight?"
"Of course they are. Mom is loving all the time they get to spend with me now." We see Kyle's parents at least once a week. I see them more than I see my own parents. It doesn't bother me. Mrs. Broflovski has been most welcoming. "When are folks coming to visit?"
"Sometime soon I am sure," I replied. "My dad has been dying to check out my bigger newer place." Kyle laughs.
"Of course he has," he replied. "Ike and Craig will be here in a few for lunch."
"Okay," I replied. I loved living down the street from them. Reminds me of when we were kids and all we had to do was walk to each other's home. They only have to walk 5-10 minutes to get here, maybe less. I saved my draft and closed the computer. I guess I can share my good news with them once they arrive. I walk to the kitchen to see what Kyle cooked up. He cooked salmon po boy sandwiches with a side of broccoli and sweet tea to drink. I smile thinking about the great cook he has become taking quickly after Ike.
"What do you think?" asked Kyle wiping his hands off on his apron.
"It looks great babe," I walk over kissing him. Seeing him in that apron always does something to me. I can feel Kyle smiling into the kiss. "What?"
"I really wish we had time for a quickie. I want to bend you over that island so badly." I can feel myself getting hard from the thought.
"We can leave them outside for a little" I try to compromise.
"And let my sandwiches get soggy, no sir," replied Kyle causing me to laugh.
"You owe me later," I said to him grabbing the remaining items to sit at the table. I hear the door and went to answer while Kyle continues to set everything up.
"Hey guys," I smiled. "I am surprised you walked in this weather."
"It's not super cold yet," said Craig coming inside and taking off his jacket. Ike does the same.
"Smells really good," Ike noted.
"Yup, your brother cooked lunch today. He currently has dinner going for tonight with your parents."
"You are going to save us some right?" asked Craig sitting down at the dining table.
"If doesn't eat it all. He loves Kyle's cooking."
"I won't complain," said Ike. "Since Kyle makes healthy meals I am not going to complain so much. Father has been needing to change his eating habits for years."
"Everything that is bad for you taste so good," explained Craig. "I don't blame your dad one bit. Kyle is a genius when it comes to this health food crap though."
"I don't know how to feel about you calling healthy food crap though," said Kyle walking into the dining area with glasses. "Dinner is not so healthy tonight."
"How so?" asked Craig.
"I am cooking Prime Rib, mash potatoes with gravy and homemade mac and cheese. I felt like being bad tonight."
"Why did it have to be when we are not coming over for dinner," whined Craig causing us all to laugh.
"I will cook something great and fatty the next time you guys come over, I promise," said Kyle taking his seat.
"So I have an announcement to make," I said taking my seat next to Kyle.
"Well we know you're not pregnant," joked Craig earning a hit from Ike.
"No," I laugh. "My book series has been picked up by a network to create a TV show."
"Are you fucking serious?" asked Craig.
"Yeah apparently, they want to keep it the way it is too. Bad words and all. It suppose to be on a cable network."
"Congrats," said Ike. "I haven't read your books but they must be something else." I shrug.
"I have a good following. Nothing like Harry Potter or 50 Shades of Grey but good enough to get a TV show and I will take it."
"I had my lawyer look over his contact," said Kyle. "Stan will be paid for every episode that includes his created characters, he will get paid for instant streaming, DVD's, and reruns. This includes merchandise. They also have to run all scripts by him to ensure they are not pulling away from the characters too much."
"That is an excellent contract," explained Ike. "I mean you will be getting paid for life if the show fairs well." Craig nods taking a bite out of his sandwich.
"What are they calling the show?" asked Craig. I smile at them.
"South Park"