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his Oakley’s on and started the truck. He hit the button and the window slid down.
                  “You waiting for something sugar?” A Cheshire cat grin completed his question.
                  “Yes.” She answered as she held her big purse with both hands. “For you to open the door.” She said it rather snottily, but she really didn’t give a shit. “It’s the least you can do for dragging me to lunch.”
                  Conrad leaned over and pulled at the latch, then pushed the door open.
                  Realizing that he wasn’t going to get out and open the door for her, Addie sighed and tossed her purse on the floor and grabbed the ‘oh shit’ handle and climbed in his truck. Once in, she pulled the door closed a little harder than usual and crossed her arms over her chest.
                  “Seatbelt.” He chuckled.
                  “Oh for the love of...” She started mumbling as she reached over and pulled it over her lap and clicked it into place.
                  “There we go.” He waived his pointy finger at her as he pulled out of the parking spot, “I’m a safety guy.”
                  “But not chivalrous at all.” She mimicked his singsongy voice and pointed back at him.
                  Conrad laughed as he drove through the afternoon lunch traffic to his favorite sandwich place. It was a little busy, but they’d deal. It would also give him more time with Addie, which pleased him.
                  “Sandwiches?” Addie asked, disillusioned.
                  “They have soup and wraps too.” Conrad answered pulling into a spot on the side of the building and undid his seatbelt. “It’s healthy for ...”
                  Addie undid her seatbelt and shook a finger at him, “I’m a healthy kinda guy.” She said in a deep voice to mock him.
                  Now he laughed. “Let’s go sugar.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Four
                  The deli was certainly packed, but that didn’t seem to affect Conrad as he stood in line and handed Addie a take-out menu so that she could figure out what she was going to order. Several minutes later, they were seated with wraps and bottles of water as more people filed in and out of the deli. Lunch was light conversation of the deli and some of the people that they knew as they stopped by to say hello.
                  A young woman wearing workout pants, her large fake breasts stuffed into a workout bra, and her blonde hair pulled back into a pony tail high on her head walked in the deli. There were a few other women wearing workout gear, but this tall blonde really commanded the presence in the room. She was tanned to perfection, some big sparkly thing in her belly button glared along her toned bare midriff. She had large blue eyes, high cheekbones, and plump lips that looked like they’d met some collagen. She said hello to several people as she made her way through the line. She was really distracting with her clothing and her personality.
                  Addie knew a lot of people, and even though she did, she would never go into an establishment bearing her midriff. But then, no matter what she’d done, short of lipo, she couldn’t get rid of the few extra pounds around her midsection or her ‘sister booty’ as her mother teased her. Conrad looked at her quizzically and she waived her hand in front of her to dismiss him as she took another bite of her turkey and cheddar wrap. And wouldn’t you know it, several minutes later, Addie was ready to run away.
                  “Well, looky here.” A soft female southern drawl spoke from behind her. “Staff Sergeant Renner.”
                  Conrad looked up with a knowing smile on his face and wiped his mouth with his napkin. “Specialist