Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters or any aspect of the Stephanie Plum Series. They are the property of Janet Evanovich.

Just FYI: I have been reading fanfics for a while now. I love to see the creativity of other fans. I like Janet Evanovich and Southern Vampire Mysteries fics but have never tried my hand at it. This is just an idea I had so feel free to tell me if you think I should continue but please be kind :) Enjoy

Ranger's POV

I pulled up in front of Morelli's house still wondering what the fuck I was doing here in the first place. We really had only one thing in common so for him to ask me here was indicative that this little rendezvous had to do with Steph. I approached the door right at the agreed upon time and before I could even knock the door swung open for me.

"Happy to be here?" he asked.

I hadn't realized until that moment that I wore what amounted to a grin on my face. It seemed even this meeting couldn't ruin my good mood after my trip to the bonds office this morning.

I had walked in at ten thirty to find Steph already covered head to toe in sticky goo with half of a boston cream hanging out of her mouth which was, if I wasn't mistaken, considerably more luscious than usual.

"Babe."

"It wasn't my fault," she protested.

"It's never your fault. But just out of morbid curiosity why are you covered in..." I brushed my thumb against her super-full bottom lip and stuck it in my mouth perhaps a little further than was really necessary. "...honey."

It took her a full minute to respond as she was currently watching me suck the last of the honey off my thumb with her swollen mouth hanging open.

Connie and Lula seemed to be watching me too but this show was all for Steph.

By the time she snapped out of her stupor her voice had taken on an indignant tone. "I was trying to apprehend Antonio Capellini. It seemed like it was going to be easy at the time. He was originally arrested for assault when one of his prized honey bees stung his ex-wife. She claimed he sicced the bee on her as revenge for her leaving him. I thought to myself 'this poor guy is just trying to make a living and his wife leaves him and then files bogus charges.' I swung by to politely ask him to reschedule. I didn't bring backup because I really didn't think I would need any. But do you know what he did when I tried to explain all this to him?!" She was practically screeching at this point and I was pretty sure I knew where this was going.

"Babe. He sicced a bee on you?" I knew I let a small smirk slip out.

"Not bee. Bees. A whole swarm of them. I ran around the side of the house to get away from them and ran into his honey-filtration setup. Luckily I only got stung once on my mouth before I managed to escape into my car and once more..." She threw up her middle finger then to show me the swollen tip. "I rolled down my window just far enough to throw Antonio the finger on my way the hell out of there."

I leaned over to lick a drop of honey from her earlobe. "You taste fucking delicious." I whispered against her ear

"Uggggghhhh" she moaned in reply

I took her around the side of the bonds office to what I had come to think of as "our alley" and did what I could to alleviate her sweet affliction. I pushed her up against the wall and wrapped her sticky legs around my waist. My erection was straining against my pants as I licked the sweet substance from her neck and lips and then each of her fingers in turn. She ground down against me and I bucked my hips in return. I rubbed against her clit through our clothes and just the suggestion of what this could be was enough to make me think I would lose it right there in the alley.

This realization made me regain my control and I slowly lowered her down my body. I almost lost it again when her breasts brushed across my torso on the way down. She felt so good against me but we couldn't just fuck here in the alley.

Could we? No. She deserved better than that.

I wanted her in my bed where I could lick her whole body clean. But I knew that another night with Steph would only leave me wanting more. And we couldn't have more.

I left her glassy eyed and slumped against the wall and strode back into Vinnie's to retrieve my files. Lula and Connie took one look at the sticky mess I had made of myself and gave me knowing grins. I went back out to where I left Steph and found her trying to straighten herself up. She was readjusting her shirt and rebuttoning her pants that had somehow come undone when she caught me staring. Even covered in honey she was so still beautiful.

I twisted my hands up in her honeyed hair crashing my lips down onto hers for one last kiss.

The shower I took before heading to Morelli's was ice cold and still not enough to cure my hard on. It seemed like I had a constant hard on ever since I met Stephanie. Certainly since I found her handcuffed naked to her shower rod. I knew I couldn't be sporting the tented-pants look when I went to see Morelli so I took my dick in my hand and shut my eyes remembering the feel of her body rolling against me in the alley. If I had just done what I wanted to do she would be in my bed right now. I would have her sticky sweet body writhing under mine. The only thing sweeter than honey-covered babe would be the taste of her on my tongue as I bring her to orgasm with my mouth. I would roll us so she was on top. I would give her free reign over my body as she rides me until I'm spent. I opened my eyes and looked around my shower where I stood alone. Again. Fuck. And now I had to go see her boyfriend. The man who was living my fantasy. How fucking sad was that?

Which brings me back to the matter at hand. Joe stood in front of me with a shit eating grin asking if I was happy to be here.

I didn't offer a reply since he already knew the answer. I just walked right in and let myself into his kitchen. I sat down at his kitchen table, steepled my fingers and watched him take the seat across me. Without another word he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a ring box. He flipped it open to show me a diamond solitaire ring. An engagement ring.

It was beautiful and understated just like her. I fucking hated it.

"I'm sorry Morelli," I let out an exaggerated sigh. "I'm just not ready for this kind of commitment."

A/N: Batman's got jokes