Her life was perfect and no one could tell her otherwise.

Married to the man of her dreams Icee, though he was not perfect, he was the perfect man for her.

Had the perfect baby boy, IceeJay. He may have come early but he was right on time. She was so ready to be a mother. Being born on Icee's birthday was the best gift to him, but also, two weeks before her birthday, so he was her twenty-sixth birthday gift as well.

Now her perfect baby was six weeks old and he was her whole world. She knew nothing would ever be greater than being his mother.

Not even their new mansion she loved, nor the mall she worked blood, sweat, and tears on that would be opening soon.

If someone told her years ago that she would be living in a home that resembled a castle, she would have laughed in their face. Little old her? Sure, she was always a strong, determined person who believed in working hard, but never in her wildest dreams would she believe she would be a millionaire under the age of thirty.

Yes, she had crossed that threshold as well. That was her money, not Icee's. She built her own wealth, with the help of Icee, but she worked hard for it. There was nothing else she ever needed in life, she was living her best life.

Their new home, she dubbed the Ice Palace, was one-of-a-kind. She worked with a designer to build a house very specific to her and Icee. Ten regular bedrooms, twelve full baths, six half bathrooms, and two private residences on-site. One for Deana, Icee's long-time housekeeper and now full-time house manager, who now lived with them, and one for the nanny who would soon be hired. She was vetting them, she wanted the best of the best.

Lower level there was a bowling alley, a movie theater that sat thirty, with a fully stocked concessions stand, a fitness room that looked like any major gym out there, Icee's man-cave, which included four flatscreen televisions built in the wall, pool table, bar, lounge chairs, and displays for his various Grammys, and other awards. That was his domain, and she let him do whatever he wanted in there.

She had a meditation/prayer room that was her domain. Between that and her gym, she was good.

The first floor included an extensive kitchen with two refrigerators, two stoves, and a professional-level cooking area with a stone pizza oven, and every cooking gadget you could name. She enjoyed cooking herself, but also, they still had Marcello. There was a formal dining room that looked like a ballroom at a hotel, and an informal dining area, that they used every day.

This first floor had two wings, an east and a west wing, where the private residencies were. They were nice-sized apartments with bedrooms, kitchens, and living areas. Deanna loved it and was grateful to stay at the mansion and not have to pay rent as she was doing. She moved into the Ice Palace while Kitty was still in the hospital to familiarize herself with everything and clean everything for them.

The second floor had all the bedrooms, plus of course, Kitty's closest which was the size of an average apartment and had an elevator in it. It was two levels. Why not? That was rich bitch shit. The shoes were on the lower level and all her clothes were on the second level. Icee thought she went overboard because his closet was just a normal-sized walk-in. Well, normal for him. Icee had more clothes than most men, he liked to look good.

IceeJay's room was adjacent to theirs and had a connecting door. Of course, when he got older, he had his pick of the rooms, but for now, she wanted her little man near her.

Outside they had a large crescent-shaped pool, tennis courts, and a basketball court. She didn't play tennis, nor did Icee. She wasn't into basketball either, but Icee was. Maybe one day her son would. If he was a perfect combination of Icee and her, then he would be active, and maybe even talented and could sing as they both could.

Looking at IceeJay over the weeks, each day, that child she carried in her for eight months and five days, looked like Icee carved him out of his flesh only. He had Icee's eyes, nose, lips, color, dimples, everything. She compared him to Icee's baby pictures and they looked like twins. She could not see any of her in him.

Of course, Icee loved having a "mini-me," and always had IceeJay in his arms. He delayed the film he agreed to shoot as long as he could, but in a week, he was off to Canada to start film production. Knowing he would be away from them for a while, he did not leave their side. She breastfed IceeJay and also pumped so Icee could feed him as well. IceeJay's bassinet was beside their bed and he slept in their room. For every diaper change, Icee jumped up to do it. Every cry in the middle of the night, Icee jumped up before she even opened one eye.

It was great. She needed to get the nanny hired before Icee left. For now, it was just the two of them.

She came home from her six-week doctor check-up and was all geared to go. The weight she'd gained during pregnancy was nearly gone, and she only had a few extra pounds to lose now that she was cleared to do light exercise. "Light exercise" was not in her vocabulary. She was ready to go hard.

She was already taking daily two-mile walks from their house up to the mall and back again. The Ice Kingdom Mall was a mile from their home. When she bought the land, she bought several thousand acres, including the land for their mansion. She was not worried about the two being so close. Their house was hidden, behind a wooded area and then gated and secured. After all, that psycho was still on the loose.

After her doctor's appointment, she went to check on Icee and the baby, and Icee was in bed sleeping with the baby on his bare chest sleep. It was so cute! She took out her phone and snapped some pictures of them before she headed down to the gym. She changed into workout clothes, played some music in her earbuds, and did a couple of rounds of boxing hitting the heavy bag that hung from the ceiling.

She imagined it was that psycho's face. She had never wanted to hurt someone so badly. If only she would have told Icee...he would have been out of their lives. Was he gone for good? Would he try to get back at her or her sisters? She had to stay in shape and ready for a fight like Victor taught her.

She was into her workout and the music when she felt someone come from behind her, and before they got a chance to do anything, she reflexively grabbed and dropped him to the floor with a maneuver her brother-in-law taught her.

It was Icee.

"Boy! Why are you creeping up on me?"

Icee lay on the floor flat on his back. So what he was six feet one, and had sixty-five pounds over her. "Girl! You're trying to kill your husband?" He groaned, trying to get up, so she gave him her hand to help him up. "I was calling your name babe."

She took out her earbuds. "Sorry. Where's IceeJay?"

"Still sleep, in his bassinet." Icee held up the baby monitor in his hand. "But I got him. What are you in here doing, looking all sexy?"

She looked down at her sweaty body in a sports bra and boy shorts. Sweat cascaded down her abs, already with two of her six-pack muscles back. She began taking off her fingerless boxing gloves.

"I still have work to do. This is my first workout."

"You do not look like you housed a baby in there." Icee rubbed her stomach, wiping sweat off. "So damn sexy!"

She pushed him back from her with a laugh. "Stop boy! You know I haven't had any in...how many weeks?"

"Too damn long!" Icee kissed a trail down her neck, then went down between her breasts, licking at her sweaty body.

"Ugh, boy stop!" She laughed but he was turning her on.

"Did the doctor say it was okay for us to resume sexual activities?"

She laughed, holding him back from her. "Who said I was ready?"

"Damn Kitty, I leave in a week, I need some." He resumed kissing and licking her.

"Let me go shower boy, I'm hot and sweaty."

"Naw, you taste good." He kissed down to her stomach before sliding her shorts down. She had not even waxed down there in weeks, but that did not stop Icee. She should feel some way about her husband going down on her, sweaty, hairy, and after delivering a whole baby out of her, but if Icee was enjoying it, she was not going to stop him.

"Maybe we shouldn't be doing this Icee." He already had a mouthful of her. "Icee..."

He stopped and looked up at her. "If it smells good and tastes good, Imma eat it."

Well, there was that. She let Icee feast on her till he had enough, and then he stood up and pulled her down on the weight bench with him. She rubbed all over his chiseled chest, kissing those muscles she loved, wanting more of him. She snapped open his jeans so that his manhood was free and clear so she could get a taste of him.

Besides her husband going down on her, she enjoyed going down on him. Her husband, the man she fantasized over for years, she could enjoy any way she wanted. Icee was a nice size, but she never had any trouble taking all his length in her mouth.

"Babe, no, I need to get inside you before I bust off."

She licked his shaft up and down, ignoring him and enjoying herself. Icee wasn't the only one who believed that it smelled good and tasted good philosophy. There was nothing better than oral sex, she dared someone to challenge her about giving and getting head.

"Kitty baby, you know I don't want to rush you while you hooking me up, but ummm...I need to be inside you...now!"

She stood up and smiled at him.

"How are you going to just stop me?"

He pulled her on his lap so she could straddle him, and then he pushed inside her and she let out a loud moan. He felt bigger than she remembered.

"Did I hurt you?"

"No, you feel amazing." She gyrated her hips on him. "I want all of you, don't hold back."

First time having sex in over two months. Icee was a sexaholic and she didn't mind because she wanted it all the time too. To think, when she met him she was celibate. How did she not jump on him the first night?

The way things played out was perfect for them. If she had given in to her desires that first night, Icee would have used her and tossed her aside like other women. Building their relationship worked because they were more solid than ever.

"Only a week to enjoy you, we're making love in every room in this place."

"And every day, several times a day."

A/N: I missed these two!! Trust the other sisters are just as fun to write but there is something about Kitty and Icee.

Fun Fact: The "SSS" seven-book series was written many years ago and then lost. I am rewriting them. This one was written in 2010, and the line "If it smells good and tastes good..." was only in this chapter for this moment. I remembered it and liked it and then put it in "Bad By Myself" as Craig referenced that Pops taught him that. Of course, I then had to add Icee saying it in "Err'thang About Ya."