Why in the world had he said yes to dinner? Deano felt troubled. All he needed was to break up a girl fight. Well, more like a woman fight and one of them was pregnant. Sometimes, he was just too nice.
He did feel bad for Roman, trying to make up with Kyle who evidently would never reciprocate Roman's advances. He'd asked Roman from time to time why he was like that with people he wanted to be friends with, and Roman said he liked a challenge.
But it would be an awful challenge to go there with Caitlin. He suspected Bren did a thorough investigation about Caitlin and Brad. She probably even stalked Cait. He hoped not, but he could see it happening. There were some things Bren could not let go.
"Bro," he called Roman last minute, "I don't think we can go." He then told Roman. "You really need to find your own place." Bren was not the answer.
"As if I had no idea, dumbass." He shot back with a sigh. "Look man, I got all this food. Can't you please come and eat?"
"Oh, god..you know I wanna," Deano told him he loved Roman's cooking, especially those ribs.
"Did I hear ribs?" Caitlin awoke from her sluggish clump on the couch. She was staring at the news but not really watching it. Possibly, asleep with her eyes open.
"OK, maybe." Deano hung up with a sigh.
"Roman makes really good ribs," Deano told her, "But there is a catch."
"What catch?" Caitlin looked too tired to go.
"Your ex's baby momma will be there."
Silence. Caitlin got back in her fetal position and stared at the TV. Deano sat at the other end of the couch and rubbed her feet ever so carefully.
He hoped this was a good sign. Maybe she would go to sleep. He could sneak over and get two plates of food from Roman. All would be well. Deano smiled with satisfaction.
Suddenly, Caitlin pulled away from him as if she might be a lion on the hunt. She stood there without emotion for the longest time, but then finally looked down at him.
"We're going," she announced.
Deano was mute wondering how they'd ever get through this outing.
"But first sex." She grabbed him by both ears. The couch was fine with her.