How do you?

Jason’s eyes widen as Katie returns and he spots the ice. He puts his hands up in defense, but she’s too quick.

Cringing, Jason gives a jump. “Oooh, no, no, not ice, not ice!”

Squirming to get the ice cubes out of his shirt, he sits up fast, accidentally dumping Katie onto the floor again. But as he stands up to shed the ice, his feet get tangled on Katie, and before he knows it, he’s down too.

For a moment, it’s a tangle of legs and arms and flying ice cubes.


Cindy looks up from the stove and turns toward the living room. “What on earth…” She throws her husband a questioning glance. “What are those two up to?”


Panting, Jason finally gains some leverage on his elbows, keeping himself from being face down on the floor. Only it takes him a moment to realize that the tables have turned, and this time, he’s holding Katie down.

Looking down at her, a grin spreads on his face. Way to go. That’ll teach you to put ice down my shirt.

He knows better than to stay in this position, and his face reddens slightly, but looking into Katie’s eyes, it’s hard to move. Instead, he shifts a hand to tuck some hair behind her ear. One minute life is the way it is, and the very next, you’ve turned my world completely upside down all over again. How do you do it so quickly?


“Gah!” Reese groans in frustration, finally just shutting down the whole computer. “Scott, why did you have to leave?”

For a moment, grief overtakes him until he can shake it off again. Heaving a sigh, he stands up from Scott’s old desk. Hal had cleaned last night…it was ready for Dalton to come today.

Reese stops and sees that Scott’s nameplate is still on the door. Just staring at it for a moment, he finally reaches up to slide it out of the holder.