A/N not mine, I own nothing.
October 12, a date that is fixed in the minds of the Plum universe. Why? It's Stephanie Plum's birthday. Today we celebrate the craziness that is her life.
This is my birthday present to myself as well. I celebrate my birthday on October 19, exactly thirteen days before Halloween. I am working on Someone for Her, but I got a little side tracked.
This will be a three chapter story starting today, posting again on October 19 and 31. Enjoy!
A Plum Kind of Birthday
Gah! Here it is again, October 12. I am another year older, and still no closer to having what I really want in life.
Why do I even bother? I'm Stephanie Plum, that's why. I have been called tenasious at best, and a walking disaster at my worst. I have had my cars blown up and my apartment firebombed; I have been kidnapped, shot stabbed and thrown of a bridge. YET, I continue to work as a BEA.
I have been married, divorced, lied to, and cheated on. I finally ended the back and forth crap with Morelli for good, I'm not a freaking tennis ball, and I was starting to get whiplash.
I am expected at home for a birthday dinner of my Mom's lasagna, and pineapple upside down cake. Let's not forget the huge dose of guilt that will be served with it. I have to be there before six pm or everything would be ruined, since it is my birthday I would be in more trouble than normal.
I am currently laying on my bed staring at he ceiling. I know that the man that I love, and will never have, is trying to be sneaky and is in my front room. The man has serious stealth, but our connection runs so deep that I know when he's near. What is batman, doing?
I made my way to my bedroom door, to see if I could hear what the heck he was doing. Silence, nothing but silence. Those damn bat ears must have heard me.
"Babe, I know you're awake. Come out here please."
Daman bats ears, I thought to myself. I heard a booming laugh from the other side of the door. I must have said that out loud.
"Be out in a minute, gotta throw some pants on," I said smirking. I heard him groan and a series of soft thumps against a wall. I could picture him, st the wall softly thumping his head against it to regain his composure.
I put on a pair of yoga pants and made my way to my living room. I stopped in my tracks.
My mouth dropped open as I looked around the room. There were loose flowers laying across ever surface.
"Hunh...what?" I sputtered.
I turned around and found Ranger standing behind me. He was dressed in a black Armani suit, with a plum colored tie. He had his hair down, and it fell gently around his shoulders.
Then he completely fried my brain and smiled at me.
Holy Hot Flashes, my panties are ruined, pretty sure my yoga pants are too.
Ranger growled at me, his eyes darkening. He began to stalk towards me, with a predatory look on his face. I took off running to the bedroom. Ranger chased me. We both were laughing.
I was enjoying playful Ranger. I certainly never saw this side of him before. When he caught me, he looked into my eyes and slowly lowered his mouth to mine.
"Happy Birthday, Babe," he softly whispered.
I knew, in that moment, something had changed between us. This time there was no going back.
He was slightly winded when he pulled back from the kiss. The look of tenderness on his face had me blushing.
"Go pack a bag, Babe. We're going on a small vacation. We'll stop at your parents for dinner first. Make sure to bring that blue bikini, shorts, and skirts."
I just staired at him. I was trying to wrap my brain around this. Why are we going on vacation? There mist be a skip he needs to get somewhere and we'll stop to see Julie along the way.
"This is someday, Babe." he whispered in my ear from behind me, "I love you, and am ready if you are."
I squealed, turned around and kissed him. He laughed as he watched me get throw the required items into my suitcase.
As soon as I was done, he grabbed my hand and we were off. This is the perfect way to start our someday.
A/N I wanted to have this up on the 12th, but that was a no go on my end. Also, somehow my text is stuck on italics, trying to fix that, so bear with me.