lunch. On her way to Fort Hamilton India had an urge for a Wendy’s spicy chicken sandwich and an order of fries. She stopped at a drive-thru along the way and picked up her order and nibbled at it happily as she dealt with the start and stop traffic. She got to the base and got in line to go through the gate checkpoint. She had her identification out and in hand. After stating her intent to see him and sign in she took the familiar route to his office.
As the Major he oversaw most everything for the unit he was assigned to and had been with for years. He had worked his way up the ranks, and when he said he put blood, sweat, and tears into every year he was in it wasn’t a lie. He embraced his military career the way he did everything in his life, and he bled with the unit when they went into combat and cried with them when they lost a man to the war.
She remembered Brownie was so happy when he got his promotion, not only because she was proud of him. She thought it was a desk job. She was so very wrong, Mikael was not that type of guy and when his unit got called up again he was right there with them. She walked into the building and spoke to the soldier at the front desk. He directed her to a set of chairs across from the desk and made the call while she sat patiently waiting. Mikael came out from his office and as he strode down the hall he was smiling from ear to ear.
“Hi, I thought I’d be seeing you later in Brooklyn,” he said. “Come back to my office.”
“I figured I’d come to your place and make dinner.” India laughed as she fell into step beside him. “It may be hot and sour spicy soup and dumplings from the Chinese place I just passed, though. The last time I was here it sure wasn’t and everything smells good.”
Mikael laughed as he closed the door. “Those pregnancy hormones are kicking in, huh?”
“I had a chicken sandwich from Wendy’s on the way here, I was in heaven,” India admitted. “I should take it easy though, because the morning sickness most likely is not over and I could end up hurling it all up.”
Mikael grimaced. “That does not sound pleasant, trust me, I’ve held your hair.”
She slapped him on the shoulder. “You can’t say things like that to me anymore, I’m not only your best friend but the mother of your baby.”
He held up his hands. “Okay, sorry.”
India smiled. “Besides, when you were seventeen and yakking up beer when you had that party while Brownie was in the city for a showing, I recall holding your hair and trust me, beer and whiskey does not smell pretty coming up.”
“Touché,” he said. “You need my keys?”
She held out her hand. “Yep, and I’ll head on over after ordering food. I have the sonogram pictures from the doctor’s appointment today.”
“I’m still disappointed I missed it. What did they say?” He opened a drawer and took out a set of keys before dropping them in her hand.
“Our little guy or girl is going great, heartbeat is strong, and I even have a little surprise for you later,” India drawled.
“Oh yeah?” Mikael pulled her into his arms. “Does that mean hanky panky?”
India pressed a kiss on his lips. “Maybe, if I’m up to it, but it’s something else.”
“I like surprises and it seems I’ll be getting two. Want to give me a little preview here in the office?” Mikael nibbled at her neck and sent warm slivers of pleasure over her body.
“I don’t think so,” she laughed. “Now let go and I’ll see you at your place.”
“Oh fine,” he grumbled good-naturedly. “I’ll be home around six, we’ve got a platoon meeting.”
She gave him a salute. “Roger that, Major.”
He kissed her hard and growled against her lips. “Do that later, that’s exciting.”
“We shall see.” She hesitated with her hand on the doorknob. “We fell into a relationship pretty easily didn’t we? Does it feel weird?”
“No, it feels right,” Mikael answered.
India nodded and