his head. “No, she is expecting a baby now. I haven’t figured it out yet.”
“We take infants at my day care and it’s manned twenty-four-seven. Why don’t you drop by Monday and have a look around? It’s a couple of doors down from the dojo.”
“I might just take you up on that.”
They finished their meal and Harrison put the leftovers into the refrigerator. “Would you like some ice cream for dessert? I make a mean banana split.”
Angel nodded.
Harrison got up, pulled the banana split bowls from the cabinet, and gathered the ingredients from the freezer and cabinets. “This is my one true vice,” he told her.
Angel stood next to him watching as he scooped the Neapolitan ice cream into the bowls.
“Would you like caramel, butterscotch, or chocolate syrup?” Harrison asked.
“Chocolate please,” Angel answered.
Harrison smiled. He just loved the way her eyes widened with delight as he added the syrup, candy sprinkles, and a cherry.
Angel picked the stemmed cherry from the top, put it into her mouth, and ate it slowly.
Harrison watched the stem move in and out of that sexy mouth. He gulped. He probably would get a hard-on now every time he saw a cherry.
Angel removed the stem and then tossed it into the trash.
“Would you care for another?”
Angel nodded.
Harrison added two more cherries to the dessert. He’d add the entire jar if he could see her do that thing with her mouth again.
Angel carried her bowl back to the table and he followed.
So far, he couldn’t find one imperfection about her. He sat down across from her again and watched her eat the ice cream. Angel was like a kid. He thought he’d died and gone to heaven when he saw her lick the spoon.
Angel volunteered to wash the dishes when they finished with the ice cream. “I better get going,” she said when she finished. “I’ve taken up enough of your time.”
“I’m not tired,” Harrison said. “And I’m enjoying the company.”
They moved into the den and before he knew it, he was opening up about his life in the Marine Corps. “I worked in ordnance,” he told her. “I was responsible for the maintenance of guns, bombs, torpedoes, rockets, and missiles. And in my spare time, I taught martial arts.”
Angle giggled. “So what kind of civilian job do you qualify for now that you’re out?”
Harrison smiled. “Not very many. I don’t think there’s a great need for that type of work in the civilian world. That’s why I kept up with my martial arts training. What did your husband do in the Marine Corps, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“He was a grunt,” Angel answered. “And by choice. He was supposed to go into communications, but he wanted to be near the action.” She didn’t go into details about how she felt about his decision.
“So what’s your day care center like?” he asked to change the subject.
“It’s a really fun place for the kids,” she answered. “We have fifteen highly trained and licensed teachers on staff, two dieticians, and a nurse who come in twice a week. And everyone is CPR qualified.”
Harrison whistled. “And you own the place? You look like you’re barely out of high school.”
Angel blushed. “I taught kindergarten before that. But after my husband died, I knew I had to generate a bigger income. So I used my savings and the money he left me to open this day care center. And so far, we’ve been operating in the black.”
“I’m impressed and inspired,” he told her. “I think I’ll take you up on your generous offer to check out the place.”
“Bring Ethan along,” Angel said. She rose. “I really have to go.”
Harrison rose and walked her to the door. “I’ve had a nice evening,” he said. “We’ll have to do this again sometime.”
Angel smiled at him again. “Anytime.”
Chapter Two
Harrison rose early the next morning, fixed breakfast and then dressed. Before leaving home he made sure everything was in its place and he had