out of the undercover parking lot.
Shifting through the gears, Ice accelerated down the street. He’d never been one to indulge in material possessions, but at thirty-four he was feeling the need for creature comforts, and the pickup appealed to his outdoorsy nature.
Ice automatically adjusted the stick shift and slowed to a halt at the red traffic lights. His fingers drummed an impatient tattoo on the steering wheel. As he waited for them to change, his eyes skipped over the pedestrians and locked on the figure jogging across the road in front of him.
He bolted upright. “Holy shit.” Doe Eyes was even sexier than he remembered. He craned his neck to gauge the direction she took but she disappeared into the crowd of early morning shoppers and was lost from view.
He drove to the base on auto pilot, his head filled with visions of shapely legs, cute ass, narrow waist, ponytail swishing and best of all, those beautiful bouncing breasts. He adjusted his crotch. Damn, it was going to be a long day.
Ice parked and cut across the grass to the chow hall, his head still in the clouds. He noticed Frosty sitting in the corner reading the newspaper and sauntered across to join him.
“Hey man, what are you doing here?” Dumping his breakfast tray on the table, he took a seat opposite his friend and tucked in.
“Sarah wanted to visit her mother, so I dropped her and the girls off there.”
“How did you manage to escape?” Knowing Sarah as he did and her desire for a tight knit family, Ice was surprised Frosty wasn’t with her.
“I told her I had some paperwork to catch up on.”
“And reading the newspaper is your idea of paperwork?”
“Strictly speaking it’s not a lie.” Frosty shifted in his seat, folded the paper, and placed it on the table before him.
“Yeah sure, you sound like George Costanza—‘It’s not a lie if you believe it.’ Out last night and then again today, Sarah must be slipping.” He chuckled.
“She figures I won’t have time for anything after the baby’s born, so she’s letting me have some liberty now. By the way, where did you disappear to last night? One minute you were ogling the girl with the sexy figure and looking like you were ready to pounce, the next minute, you’d disappeared. Hawk said you looked murderous. What gives?”
“Nothing man, just been a long week.”
It was a lame excuse. Frosty eyed him speculatively but being a diplomat said nothing. Ice ignored the look, picked up his coffee, and downed the dregs. “See you later buddy, got a meeting to attend,” he said getting to his feet.
“Don’t forget Meredith’s birthday party on Sunday, we’ll kick off about one.”
“Who’s going?”
“Just the family and about half a dozen six year olds.”
“That many kids, hmm, sounds delightful. Are the guys going?”
“When have you ever known them to turn down a free feed?”
“Point taken.”
“Oh yeah, I told Sarah you volunteered for the party games, wouldn’t take no for an answer I said. As the Godfather, claimed it as your right.” Frosty laughed.
“You’re so full of it.” Ice rolled his eyes and walked away. It was hard to know whether Frosty was joking or not, but knowing him as he did, he wouldn’t put it past him.
* * * *
Liz congratulated herself on the smooth way she had maneuvered Shane into accepting the dinner invitation. Her excitement was brewing, and when she heard Kathy’s key in the lock she dropped the recipe book she’d been flipping through onto the kitchen counter and rushed to greet her.
“You’ll never guess what’s happened?” she blurted out as Kathy, flushed from her morning exercise, came through the door.
“So don’t keep me in suspense, spit it out,” Kathy invited taking a seat at the dining table and unlacing her shoes.
“Your neighbor knocked after you left. To tell the truth I thought you’d forgotten something, so imagine my shock when I opened the door to be confronted by this mountain