Okay, new story, Woo Whoo! So J.E. owns Rangersigh Steph, Morelli, and everyone else that isn't mine. Enjoy.

There was no longer a chance with Steph. I had sent her back to Morelli one to many times and she wasn't going to come back. She was married now and I wasn't one to interfere in that type of relationship. I might have jumped in when they were on the 'off-stage' of their hectic relationship, but after tonight that would never happen again. I had gone to the wedding and stood at the back, watching what I could have had if I hadn't acted stupidly, but I wasn't one to dwell, except for tonight.

I went to the Blue Light, shut off my phone and cut the connection on the turbo so the boys wouldn't know where I was. I sat in the dark corner, watching the room for a while before the waitress came over. I had seen her a while back; not only working, but I had taken her home later that night. It had been a stressful night, and I couldn't take Steph so she filled in the emptiness for a couple of hours. She set down a beer in a cold mug and stood for a moment watching me.

She had been bartending a couple years now, the tight blue shirt hugged her small top, and the black skirt showed of her bottoms curves. Her blonde hair was pulled up, and her green eyes were large and bright and her luscious lips held a large grin. "You only come in to pick someone up or when you look like crap, and it is the second one that has brought you in tonight." When she didn't get a response from me, she frowned slightly and then walked over to serve an older man sitting at the bar.

I watched for a while as she mingled with the customers, flirting with the older men, and brushing everyone else's come-ons. She came over with a large cheeseburger and chill cheese fries and a large smile. "Cheer up, who ever left you will be back. I know I would be."

"When do you get off?" Her eyebrows rose with question. "I might need some company."

"Pity sex, I don't know. Although I haven't gotten out since the last time we—" She was cut off as one of the old regulars at the bar called to her. "Be right there Pete. I'm off at eleven when Sarah comes in. Pick me up out back."

With a final glance at her rear as she walked over to Pete I set down a one hundred and left my food. Last time she helped me forget when I needed it, I prayed she could do it tonight. I drove around for the few hours I had to waste and was pleased when she was standing outside in the lot when I pulled up. A cheery smile died as she looked at me when she climbed into the Turbo.

"Look, if we are going to do this, you might as well get happy, other wise I'm just going to lay there and think of how you don't actually want this." She had trouble buckling her seatbelt, but sat looking at me expectantly as I drove to the small two bedroom house that she had bought. It was easy to get to, and I remembered the route without a problem.

I took her keys from her without a word and opened her front door. Once the door was shut behind us she turned and asked me what happened. Figures, women had to know everything that was going on. Well I would solve that; make her forget about everything except what was going to be going on in two seconds. I reached behind her and pulled her lips to mine, and I felt her sigh into me immediately. I quickly peeled her shirt off and she pushed away to look up at me. "Ranger, I need to know what happened before we do this."

Shaking my head I pulled her to me once more, but she backed away and crossed her arms over her nearly exposed chest. I could tell she was stubborn, I had realized that in seeing her bartend over the past few years, but I didn't think she would push away at this opportunity. Alls I had to do was get my lips on hers once more, or my hands on her body and she would completely forget about her questions. I reached for her again but she slapped at me and shook her head.

"Don't touch me until you talk."

"She got married, now come here." I could see the pity in her eyes and I wanted to walk out the door, but instead she walked toward me and slowly lifted my shirt over my head. With slightly trembling hands she unzipped my cargos, and I backed her up to the couch. I shucked my boots pants, and socks instantly, and she stood staring for a moment before she realized it and a slight blush crept up her exposed chest and to her cheeks. Her hands ran up and down my chest and I licked at her throat and I pulled off her skirt and the miniscule panties she had been wearing.

"I just want you to know I don't pull trick just for anyone, and I've never been bought by any other man."

"I seem to have that power."

"Just so you know." With that she was quiet and didn't interrupt any more.

I don't know how many hours had passed, or how many ways I had her, but I slipped on my clothes and boots before glancing down at Jay once more. Her long hair was tousled and knotted from me grabbing it and running my hands through it. Her lips were still swollen from the kissed and I could see a few marks from where I had bit her neck and collar bone. Her chest rose and fell lightly underneath the blue cotton sheet, and her pink manicured toes stuck out at the bottom. I ran a finger down the side of her cheek and exited quietly, locking up on my way out the door, before I went back to my apartment.

"I have a doctor's appointment in two days, but the three that I took last week all had the same result." I rubbed at my head as I kept thinking about what it all meant. I was pregnant, unless by some magical power E.P.T. really wasn't error-proof. It was three in the afternoon and I was just starting my waitressing shift. Mick, the bartended stood staring at me, trying to help me figure out what I was going to do now. "I will work until I can, but when it gets to be too much I will have to take off."

"Well you can always come back after you have the kid; you are going to keep it right?" Mick was also my boss, and a friend that I had ever since I moved to Trenton three years ago. His bar wasn't in the best part of town, and some of the activities and customers at the bar weren't great, but Mick had always been there for me.

"I am going to, yea. My mom would kill me other wise. It is bad enough that I have to tell her that the fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, or possibly the tenth time I had sex, I got pregnant." A few men entered and I went to work, trying to forget about what was gong on in my life, and think about someone else's for once.

"If I ever see him I will kill him!" I growled out through clenched teeth. My brother was at my side, his face turning white from me squeezing his hand so hard, and watching what was happening. It looked like his eyes were about to roll back in his head and I would have him sliding like a glob of jelly to the floor. I would much rather have my mother here right now, but seeing as how this little baby decided that it wanted to come two weeks early, and my parents were currently in Hawaii for their annual vacation.

The doctor continued to coach me to push, and the fact that I decided to have my child completely natural, no epidural in mind, was driving me insane. I was ready to lash out and strangle Dr.Jakes as he told me I was close and it would only be a couple more pushes. Well that was what he told me seven hours ago when I went into labor.

"We have the head, just another big push. Come on Jay, you'll have your baby in just a minute if you can give me one more big push." It took another two minutes and I heard the wail of my baby, and felt the tears come to my closed eyes as they told me I had a new little son. I took him, they had bundled him up in a blue blanket, and I looked up at my brother who looked just as proud as I was. "Congratulations Jay, I will come back and check on you in a little while."

"Was it worth it?" I looked up at Jason, brotherly love shining in his face.

"I wouldn't trade anything for him." I had only been holding my son for seconds, but I could tell already that this boy would change my life forever. He was the only thing that would matter from this point on. Jason took him lightly from my arms, and as his small form was lifted from my arms I felt my heart aching to hold him once more. "What should I name him?"

"You'll figure it out mom, I am going to go out and tell Macy that she can come in and see him, and then I will go outside and call mom and dad." Jason kissed me on the forehead before handing my new little boy back to me. I looked down at the small delicate bundle I held in my arms. His eyes were closed and he had long dark eyelashes, and dark fuzz already covered his head. It was light, but it was still visible. His skin was almost the same shade as mine, but maybe one shade darker. His tiny fingers were curled up and I brought them lightly to my mouth and kissed them as my sister-in-law, Macy, came into the room with a brimming smile on her face.

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