disclaimer-All charaters are Janet's. Sadly, plots mine though! Songs Shakira's too.
If you ever have a crappy day and think, this day couldn't get any worse, just read about my life. I'll prove you wrong. My name is Stephanie Plum, and I love two very different men. That isn't the worst of it either; they are both Mr. Right and Mr. Wrong.
One's name is Joe Morelli, the Italian Stallion. If the name doesn't say it all he is movie-star handsome, he has a steady job, doesn't max out his plastic, and he hates salad. What more could you ask for? Steady job, amazing sex, all in a good looking' package? Well I like to think that I'm wonder women and he tries constantly to ground me when I try to fly.
He complains about my job and my friends. He tries to control every aspect of my life, and he has a temper to match mine. Not a good match there.
The other man is my personal Batman. Carlos Ricardo Manoso is best described as YUMMY! There just is no other way to describe him. He lets me fly, he helps me when I'm in trouble, he lends me his cars, and he has killed for me. But he can be an asshole, a jerk, and he loves me in his own way. What the hell does 'in my own way' mean? I mean come on, throw this woman a bone!
Anyway, I have decided that I don't need either one that I can fly on my own, with out them. My mother threw a fit when I told my family this, crying "Why me?" over and over. Then she began ranting about how Joe was my last chance at happiness.
When I left there I found both of them out side waiting, so I got my grandma to go out before me. Once she scared them away I hurried to my car and head off, not knowing where I was headed.
When I noticed my surroundings I found myself in the parking lot of a club with a plan forming in my mind. I walked into the club and went straight to the bar. I looked to the front a stage and found one. I looked it over and a small smile formed on my lips, perfect!
I got the bartenders attention and began discussing what I wanted to do. He was nodding along smiling and was soon leading me to the manager's office. He knocked on the door and when it opened explained I wanted to do something tonight then was of.
The manager was a handsome man, not nearly a sexy a Joe or Ranger but good looking none the less. "What is your idea?" he asked while he leaned forward on his large mahogany desk.
I looked at him with a smile and began explaining what I would like to do. He followed along, smiling all the time and muttering to himself in agreement.
An hour later I found myself behind the curtain while I waited for the stage manager to introduce me. "And now, for your entertainment, Trenton's own Bombshell Bounty Hunter!" he boomed on the mic.
That was my clue to walk out onto the stage. When I stepped up to the mic I heard and intake of breath, I smiled to myself, this was what I had been hoping for. "Now you all may have read the papers of how clumsy I am and how bad I am at my job. Whatever the papers say I will prove that I'm not clumsy. Now you may wonder how in the world I will prove this, and I'll tell you. It is actually quite easy." I felt smile forming on my lips; this was going to be way too easy! "I will be dancing with a partner, and if you read the papers you know that I have a relationship with two different men. But tonight I will dance with this lovely man right here. If there are any song requests let the kind bartender over there know." I was walking away from the mic when I thought of something. "One last thing, Joe and Ranger, I know your out there. You might want to think a little after tonight at where my loyalties lie." I smiled to the spot at the bar where they were and the both looked shocked.
My partner walked up to me, the first song came on and it had a fast tempo. I ground my hips into the guys and though this is way too easy. The more songs the more my partner would increase the intensity.
Finally Shakira's song Hips Don't Lie came on and I was yanked out of my partner's arms. I was turned to face a very pained Ranger. We began moving in time to the music. The farther along in the dance we got the more intense the dancing got. At the finale note he dipped me down and kissed me passionately.
We were both breathing heavily and the lust in his eyes matched what I felt. After losing myself in those eyes for a while I panted out, "Now we know where my loyalties lye." He gave me his predatory grin a swept me off my feet for the rest of the night's dance, and other activities.
Hips Don't Lie- Shakira
Ladies up in here tonight
No fighting
(We got the refugees up in here)
No fighting
No fighting
Shakira, Shakira
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She make a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama? Bonita, mi casa, su casa
(Shakira, Shakira)
Oh baby when you talk like that
You make a woman go mad
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
And I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see baby, this is perfection
Hey girl, I can see your body moving
And it's driving me crazy
And I didn't have the slightest idea
Until I saw you dancing
And when you walk up on the dance floor
Nobody cannot ignore the way you move your body, girl
And everything's so unexpected, the way you right and left it
So you can keep on taking it
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She make a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama? Bonita, mi casa, su casa
(Shakira, Shakira)
Oh baby when you talk like that
You make a woman go mad
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel you boy
Come on let's go, real slow
Don't you see baby asi es perfecto
I know I'm on tonight my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see baby, this is perfection
( From: .net/read/s/shakira-lyrics/hips-don_ )
(Shakira, Shakira)
Oh boy, I can see your body moving
Half animal, half man
I don't, don't really know what I'm doing
But you seem to have a plan
My will and self-restraint
Have come to fail now, fail now
See, I'm doing what I can, but I can't so you know
That's a bit too hard to explain
Baila en la calle de noche
Baila en la calle de dàa
Baila en la calle de noche
Baila en la calle de dàa
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She make a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama? Bonita, mi casa, su casa
(Shakira, Shakira)
Oh baby when you talk like that
You know you got me hypnotized
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
Señorita, feel the conga
Let me see you move like you come from Colombia
Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi, say it!
Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi
Yeah, she's so sexy, every man's fantasy
A refugee like me back with the Fugees from a 3rd world country
I go back like when 'Pac carried crates
For Humpty Humpty we need a whole club dizzy
Why the CIA wanna watch us?
Colombians and Haitians
I ain't guilty, it's a musical transaction
[Incomprehensible]
No more do we snatch ropes
Refugees run the seas 'cause we own our own boats
I'm on tonight, my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel you boy
Come on let's go, real slow
Baby, like this is perfecto
Oh, you know I'm on tonight and my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
The attraction, the tension
Baby, like this is perfection
No fighting
No fighting
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