So I know I haven't updated in awhile but i read the newest book (spoiler alert) when it came out and got mad at Stephanie I mean I am pro babe but seriously her deciding factor was a tinker bell shirt then she went back that just made me angry so I have decided to ignore it and go back to my lala land and spruse up my work to make it happen the way i think it should.
This is Stephanie Plum badass bounty hunter with curly brown hair, blue eyes, and on average weigh 125lb. And today I begin my life of lies.
Sure I sound melodramatic, but I have decided to begin my life with my new fiancé, Joseph Morelli, with a tale so tall I even impressed myself with this one. Now I did actually quit bounty hunting (in person) like he asked I just might have fibbed a little...ok a whole lot, about where my new job is. But in my defense the factory life just isn't for me, and how do you explain agreeing to work for your ex-?...actually I don't even know what kind of ex to classify Ranger as.
Ranger is the man who taught me how to be a bounty hunter. He is also a tall, dark, and handsome Cuban American, who I have had the pleasure of wrapping myself around when me and Morelli where on the "off" stage of our dating cycle. Currently he is also my boss at his security company Rangeman. He says his life doesn't allow for him to have relationships so we have never been more than friends that care for each other (a lot I mean we have both sacrificed our safety for each other) and every once in awhile have sex. Though Ranger was right once was all it took.
But once again I am with Joseph Morelli; who is a homicide detective for the Trenton police department, is a hot blooded Italian man who I have had an explosive relationship with since I was 6 and he lured me into his garage to play a game of choo choo. Now all grown up I still end up going along with his plans and have somehow ended up engaged to him. I don't even remember saying yes knowing me I blacked out and went to denial land when it happened but I have a nice ring on my hand as proof so I guess it happened after all.
Unfortunately one of the many things me and Morelli fought over throughout our relationship was my job as an bounty hunter and the danger said job put me in another was Ranger and his band of Merry Men which Morelli, and most of Trenton, think of as thugs. When we got engaged I decided if we were going to quit fighting I would have to change my life drastically so I gave up bounty hunting but I couldn't give up my Merry Men so I started my new life with a new job at Rangeman. Pretty much all I do is run searches and put together files with input about where I would start the case if it were me.
After leaving my new job at Rangeman I pull into the house Morelli and I are currently sharing and double check to make sure I don't have any Rangeman paraphernalia left on me or in the car. Lying 101: leave all evidence behind. Joe would have a meltdown if he knew where I really went during the day. I walk to the door digging in my shoulder bag looking for the keys and finding everything else when the door swings open to reveal my smiling fiancé.
"So I heard from Tom that you started on the line next to his sister" ah, that explains the smile. Second rule of lying; have a girlfriend willing to cover your ass, luckily for me I know everyone in the Burg and news on the grapevine travels fast. "Yep you know me I'm a box stuffing machine." As I walk into the house Bob, Morelli's horse of a dog, ran up to great me with the usual shower of drool. Joe leans on the counter with a satisfied smile on his face and asks "so what's for dinner?" Now generally that's an innocent question asked to a woman, but anyone who knows anything about me knows that I can't cook and I believe that I shouldn't have to learn for a man. So immediately I am on the offensive.
"Well unless you are cooking something we can order in I'm starved" I mighht have replied with a little more snip in my voice than was necessary and he gives me a frown, but this secret life of mine has me under strain, so I lighten the mood with a kiss which smooths the frown back into his easy grin"why don't you call and order us some food while I take a shower, and while we eat you can tell me about your day". "Alright Cupcake Pino's sound good?" good thing about Joe we both have the same food palate.
The rest of the evening went by as most newly engaged couples go through their evening we kiss, have dinner, then take the romance to the bedroom. Now with Joe the sex is awesome, not magic but it's awesome, when he's on target he dedicates a lot of passion to making a girl feel good. But if I'm living the dream engaged to a handsome man who pays attention during sex have a nice safe job with benefits, then why as I go to sleep does my chest ache like this? Probably gas from dinner nothing worth thinking about to much or to deeply about.