Ch 24

At 7 Tyrone arrived at the door. Kerrie who was all ready let him in then went to check on Coreen who had just tried on the 10th outfit.

'Tyrone is here.' Kerrie said walking into the room.

'How does he look?'

'Ok, come on. You don't want to keep him waiting.'

'Are you sure I look ok?'

'Yes, you look great.' Kerrie said handing her a purse and her coat.

'Ok, thanks.' Coreen slipped on her coat as she walked out of the room. Kerrie let out a sigh and waited for them to leave before she grabbed her tarot cards. She did a quick spread and covered her mouth with her hand.

'Oh shit.' She said reaching for her phone. 'No, you can't ruin her night. Let them go tonight then find a reason tomorrow.' She mumbled to herself as she put the cards away.

At 7:15 the doorbell rang and Kerrie went to answer it. Mike stood in the doorway in black dress pants and a sweater.

'Let me just grab my coat.' Kerrie was dressed in a skirt with tights and a 3/4 sweater.

'You look great.' Mike said with a smile.

'Thanks, you look good too.' She said walking to the door. When they got in the car Mike pulled out his phone and shut it off.

'I told Keith not to call me tonight.' He said with a smirk.

'I made you something.' Kerrie said pulling a bag of cookies out of her bag and handing them to Mike.

'I shouldn't before dinner but they smell so good.' Mike said opening the bag and grabbing a cookie.

'I like to bake.' Kerrie said biting her lip.

'These are awesome.' Mike closed the bag and leaned forward as his lips touched Kerrie's cheek. 'Ok, let's get going.'

Across town Corrine and Tyrone were at the art gallery. He was talking about Andy Worhol. Corrine who had googled him while at work commented on his social life which Tyrone didn't know much about so they were both learning something new. After the show they got some coffee before Tyrone dropped Corrine at her apartment.

'Is she your room mate?'

'No, just a friend visiting from Boston. She's actually out on a date. Do you want to come in for a bit, she made some cookies?' Tyrone looked at his watch.

'I think I can hang around for a little while.' Corrine opened the door and let him in. She grabbed a plate of cookies from the kitchen as well as some milk. They talked for another hour about art before Tyrone headed home. Corrine flopped back on the couch grinning she wanted to text Kerrie but decided not to interrupt her date.

Across town Kerrie and Mike had just finished dinner.

'That was so good.'

'Yea, best Italian in the city.' Of course Mike had not known that to be true on his own he had asked Keith and two other detectives for advice and all three had suggested the restaurant. Dinner went by quickly and after having some coffee Mike and Kerrie headed to his car.

'Want to come over for a bit?' Mike asked quickly. Kerrie nodded and Mike smiled. 'Good.' He drove to his place and parked in the driveway. He led the way inside. 'It's not all that fancy or anything.' He said opening the door.

'I'm not a fancy person.' She said with a laugh. 'That's my sister, the high maintenance one.' Mike took Kerrie's coat and they went to sit on the couch.

'You are such a surprise. Corrine was talking about you and I assumed you were either a complete flake or...' Mike trailed off hoping he didn't offend her.

'Or completely gothic?' She said laughing. 'Most people ask me that. I used to be back in high school when I was leaning towards the dark side. The fact that Corrine is gothic and a witch only represents a small group of witches. Most of us try to blend in like me. If you ever go to Salem most witches actually wear earthy clothes and look more like hippies then anything else.'

'I've never been to Salem. Actually never been to anywhere in the States besides New York city once.'

'I really want to go to New Orleans but everyone keeps telling me to wait till it is safer. From what I hear there are just as many witches there as Salem. What about you, where do you really want to go?'

'I guess anywhere. I usually work like crazy and hardly take time off unless it's for a family get together.' Mike took Kerrie's hand.

'We're nothing alike.' Kerrie said suddenly.

'I know, that's why I like you. I'm used to being around cops all of the time. You see things differently then me and it's nice.'