man?â
Lisa refused to feel embarrassed about that again. âOf course.â
âYou never told me what three stars means.â
âThatâs right. Itâs none of your business,â she said cheerfully.
âMust be damned convenient to be able to turn your feelings on and off like a faucet,â he said sincerely. âI havenât had the same luck.â
Lisa blinked and stared at him. His words shook her. âOh, for crying out loud, I neverââ
âJust because youâre gonna marry another man,â Brick said the words, and felt as if he were chewing nails, âdoesnât mean we canât be friends, does it?â
The sudden look of confusion on Lisaâs face would have been amusing if Brick hadnât been fighting for his life. âFriends?â she said tentatively, as if it were a new word.
âSure. Itâs a lot better than being enemies.â Itâs a lot better than nothing, he added to himself.
âWeâve never really been friends, â Lisa said, her voice laced in skepticism.
Brick had to work to take that jab in stride. âWith all yourâ¦datesââ Brick forced the repugnant word out ââit would be nice to have a friend around, someone youâve known for a long time, someone who knows you, someone you donât have to impress.â He grinned. âSomeone you could tell what those three stars represent.â
Lisa laughed uncertainly and shook her head. âYouâre crazy.â
âCâmon,â Brick said, putting a little dare in his voice. âIf I were your friend, youâd tell me, wouldnât you?â
Lisa hesitated, looking doubtful. She cocked her head to one side, and Brick wished he could take off her sunglasses to read her eyes. She gave a sigh. âAll right. The three stars mean the man likes women and children, and heâs not opposed to the general idea of marriage.â
âWhat about money, appearance, age and sex?â
Lisa gave a little shrug. âTheyâre all secondary to the other three qualities. Age and appearance can be settled on the first date, money by the second, and sexâ¦â
Brickâs gut tightened.
âSex would be last.â
Sex with another man would be never, if Brick had anything to do with it. He rubbed his hand over his mouth in restraint. âIt sounds like a plan,â he muttered.
âIt is. This book Iâve been reading says you can get married in less than two years. It talks about keeping a practical attitude and using your resources.â
The book again. âUsing your resources?â
Lisa nodded. âOne of the most interesting facts it reported was that many married couples are introduced by mutual friends, so the author suggested that you tell all your friends that youâre looking and ask for recommendations.â
Lisa looked at him and a strange expression crossed her face. Brick experienced an even stranger foreboding. In the back of his mind he could almost hear the cock of a gun. She leaned forward, and her sunglasses slipped again to give him a view of the complete sincerity in her eyes. Her lips curved into a slow, siren smile designed to drop a man at fifty paces. And Brick was at one and a half.
âTell me, Brick,â she said sweetly, âcan you recommend one of your friends to father my children?â
Chapter Three
She might as well have shot him.
Speechless, Brick stared at her for a full minute.
âDid you hear what I said?â Lisa asked. âI asked you ifââ
âI heard you,â he finally managed, thinking he could use a double Jack Daniels straight up right now. Where had that breeze gone? he wondered as he tugged on his collar. âIâll have to think about it and get back to you. I donât usually evaluate my friends with an eye as to how good theyâd be at fathering children.â
âI guess not,â
James S. Malek, Thomas C. Kennedy, Pauline Beard, Robert Liftig, Bernadette Brick