Once A Ranger. Carrie Weaver
way to plant that perception right away. And he wouldn’t be risking his hormones getting the better of him, because she wasn’t his type. It seemed like a doable solution.
Tony was distracted watching Will from the corner of his eye. He had been paired with Lola, and they were close enough that Tony could eavesdrop on their conversation.
“If I can do it, you can do it.” Kat’s disdain was evident as she taunted him. Tony had no idea why she’d taken an instant dislike to him, but he intended to change that, and very publicly.
“You’re on, red.”
“I might have to hurt you if you call me that again. My hair is auburn, for your information.”
“Duly noted.”
Linda walked over and handed him a bandanna. “First, I’ll blindfold one person in each pair. Then I want the sighted partner to describe his or her favorite piece of play equipment from childhood, but you can’t name it.”
Tony raised an eyebrow, several locker room jokes coming to mind.
“Keep it clean,” Kat muttered.
“That wasn’t part of the instructions.”
Covering his eyes with the bandanna, Linda knotted it snugly at the back of his head. “Behave yourselves. This is an icebreaker, not the battle of the sexes.”
What had seemed harmless suddenly made Tony want to rip off the offending cloth. It went against every instinct to render himself helpless.
He cursed under his breath.
“I’ll be gentle, I promise.” Kat’s whisper made him want to laugh. She was in over her head.
Tony heard Lorraine—or was it Lola?—giggle nervously as she was blindfolded. Then tell her partner she’d loved to swing as a child.
“Lorraine, you’re making it too easy.” Linda’s tone was patient. “The idea is to give ambiguous clues. And when your partner guesses correctly or gives up, you may lead him to the appropriate equipment.”
Tony was glad he could screen out Lorraine’s conversation now, since she’d been paired with the older man. It was time to work on his cover and get into the spirit of competition. “What was your favorite, Kat? I have you pegged for a tomboy doing death-defying stunts on the monkey bars, showing all the boys you were better than them.”
“Nice guess. My favorite required more imagination, though it was generally a solo endeavor.”
“You were a loner, huh? Your clue’s still too general. That could be anything on this playground, with the exception of the teeter-totter.”
“Okay, my mind whirled with possibilities.”
“The merry-go-round.”
“Wrong again.” Her voice became thoughtful, almost soft. “I could fly through the air…climb the Himilayas….”
“Swings?”
“You’re not concentrating.” Now it sounded as if she was smiling.
He was distracted from his purpose for a moment. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he accused.
“Immensely.”
“Just remember, paybacks are a killer.”
Her sigh brushed his cheek, smelling of peppermint.
Tony dropped his arms to his sides. “Go ahead, toy with me all you want.” He had to admit she had his complete attention, and he was enjoying himself more than he’d anticipated. It wasn’t just the mystery the blindfold provided. It was her in-your-face attitude.
Fingers snapped near his ear. “Pay attention. All the other partners are already changing blindfolds. Did your mother ever tell you not to judge a book by its cover?” she asked.
“Yes, but I didn’t listen to much she said back then. Now I’m more willing to admit she’s a truly wise woman. How about your mom? Is she wise?”
When there was no response, he asked, “Kat?”
“I heard you. My mother has nothing to do with this. Stay on topic, please, and listen closely. You know, you could take a page from your mother right now.”
“Huh?”
Kat let out a huff of exasperation. “Those were clues, Einstein. Now concentrate—covers, pages, imagination…”
Irritating her was fun. She was like a pesky younger sister. Maybe Linda had something here with the play ground theme.
“Do I need to draw you a picture?”
“It would hardly be helpful, since I’m blindfolded.” He could almost imagine Kat tapping the toe of her turquoise sandal. “Besides, you cheated. There are no books on this playground.”
“I never promised to fight fair.”
That’s when he realized she was every bit as competitive as he was. Her laughter taunted him. But his hearing was acute and the sound revealed her location. He stepped to the right, grabbed her arm and hauled her close. Removing his blindfold, he stared into her startled eyes.
“Neither did I.” He had no idea what to do now that she was so near. After sixteen years of marriage, he had little experience with flirtation.
Kat licked her lips nervously.
Reflex took over and he kissed her quickly on the mouth to give his cover some credibility. And to let her know who had really won.
She spun away and tromped a few steps across the sand before he caught up with her, grasping her shoulder. “Now who’s the chicken?”
The breeze blew her hair across her eyes, but not before he saw a trace of…defeat.
He brushed the curls back from her face. “Hey, I thought we were just playing.”
“That’s the problem. The rules of the game always end up changing with guys like you.”
She pulled free, turned and followed the path to the casitas.
He started after her, but Linda called to him.
“Let her go.” She moved to his side. “I’m guessing she needs to sort some things out. Things that have nothing to do with you or that kiss.”
“I didn’t mean to—”
Linda snorted. “It looked deliberate to me. Now that you know Kat’s not as strong as she pretends, consider very carefully how you treat her.”
Tony glanced over his shoulder to see if anyone else had noticed. They all seemed to be immersed in their own games. Though there was plenty of laughter, none seemed remotely romantic. Even Will seemed to be dividing his time equally among the sisters and the older guy, Howard.
“That was one hell of an icebreaker, lady,” Tony said to Linda. “It ought to come with a warning.”
She tilted her head. “In the five years we’ve been holding these exercises, I’ve never seen things transpire quite like that. You guys ought to be very interesting new additions to our guest list.”
WILL GLANCED UP as Lola settled herself on the swing.
He noticed the young redhead, Kat, stalk off the playground. Her partner, Tony, started to follow, but Linda stopped him.
Odd.
Will’s first impression of Kat had been that she was a nice, energetic woman. He frowned, wondering what had upset her. His instinct was to see if there was anything he could do to help, but just then Lola said, “Push me.”
Her carefree, girlish tone reminded him why he did what he did. It made him feel like king of the world to bring joy to a woman. And there were so many neglected women needing his attention.
He put Kat