He rolled out of the sack, grabbed his shaving kit, and went down the hall to the guest bathroom, where he showered and shaved. Dressing quickly, he stashed his green beret in the cargo pocket of his ACUs, laced his boots, and headed for the kitchen. The smell of coffee and bacon greeted him. He was met by Rosie, who wisecracked, “It’s about time you got up, shitneck. I was just fixin’ to pour some ice water on your lazy ass.” Ryan laughed. “Now I see why they call you Rosie. You look so domesticated and feminine, puttering around your kitchen like a little old lady.” Rosie feigned a frown and chuckled. “One more crack like that and you’ll be wearing over-easy for a hat, boy.” They were just finishing up breakfast when Monique wandered into the kitchen. She grabbed a cup and poured herself some coffee. “So, what do my two favorite fellas have going on today?” she asked. “I’m gonna take Ryan out to the range and show him around. We have a qualification going on at the flat range this morning and some demolition classes in the afternoon.
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