Disclosure: I do not own any characters at this time they will come in time.
My name is Stephanie Plum and I work currently for RangeMan Inc. My boss is this incredibly sexy Cuban American man with the body of a God. If I had to compare him to anyone it would be The Rock. He is a bounty hunter like me but way better. He was my mentor after I obtained my job with Vinny through Blackmail. His adventures with the duck was known throughout the burg but his wife ignored it as well as she could. I help out over there but I work mainly for Ranger. My family is from Italian-Hungarian descent and lives in the burg. I have shoulder length curly brown hair, blue eyes and a fast metabolism.
I was sleeping in my apartment when I heard footsteps. This is not uncommon because people break into my apartment all the time. Suddenly the sun was rising in my face and I was thinking of a lot of words. I pulled my comforter up to cover my face but someone pulled it down. "Babe." One word with lots of meanings for this one man. This morning it was a wake up call.
"What time is it?" I asked him.
"6:23 am." He told me and I groaned.
He chuckled and pulled off the covers. This time he suppressed a groan and I knew it. I had been working out lately and trying to get healthy. I tried and it worked especially on my abs and legs. He had been gone for that time and he realized he'd been missing something. I sat up and he stood rigid against the wall. "Give me a few minutes and I'll be ready." I told him, swinging my ass as I walked into the bathroom. I knew it wasn't fair but he had to understand that sometimes life wasn't fair. I heard his footsteps go towards the kitchen. I threw on a matching bra/boy shorts and was putting on my shirt when he walked back in my room.
I hadn't really looked at him before but he was looking ragged. "You need a vacation." I told him, sliding on my black hip-hugging jeans. He hadn't let out a breath since he walked in my apartment. I was ready ten minutes later with my bag over my shoulder. I fed Rex a raisin and we left. I was currently on office duty but Ranger knew I was getting sick of it.
We arrived at his brand new black hummer 2. My last car had blown up one week earlier by one of Ranger's FTA's and I was carless, yet again. I rode with him to RangeMan where I knew a new car would be waiting for me. We arrived and with a push of a button we were in a facility with more security than the White House.
I have one man in my life now but for a while I was juggling two, three if you count the guy that pops into my life every once in a while. The first man was Joseph Morelli from the burg who showed me his salami behind the eclair counter when I was 16. I say was because he is currently undercover and out of my life. He thought his life was too dangerous and I thought he was away too often. He loved me but he loves his job more.
Then there is this man that pops into my life every so often named Diesel. We flirt mildly, I admit but it's all in fun. Nothing like what Ranger and I have.
The next man is my current boss, Ranger. We share an extremely intense sexual tension but have never actually tumbled together. As long as I known him he has never had a woman on his arm except me. The truth is that I love the man but he doesn't know that. He should though since he's the only person who can wake me up before I have to get up and I don't kill him. He doesn't laugh much, out loud. I can always tell when he's amused, which is most of the time when I'm around.
We walked to the elevator and he punched a number. I assumed it was the office number but it wasn't the office as the doors opened. It was his personal apartment. He led me into the bedroom and I could have sworn a pin drop could be heard. I had often been in here after hours when crazy psychotic people were after me. Rex had been here too and liked it very well. "You can sleep in here until I need you." He told me and started to walk out.
I stopped him, "Why'd you get me up so early then?" I asked him. A grin began to form and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "I want to make sure your safe." He said but his eyes expressed something else. His eyes disagreed and were saying, "I like the way you look in my bed." I knew both were true but I liked what his eyes were telling me. "I see." I told him and walked over to the bed.
In minutes I was asleep and dreaming. I was dreaming of being in his arms and being secure. His touch was so real, so gentle and everything I was thinking it would be. I've put a lot of thought into this, you see. I was almost scared to open my eyes but I did, and he wasn't there. It was as I suspected, I was only dreaming. I woke up discontented and lay there thinking of ways my life could be worse. I could be barefoot and pregnant, I supposed and worse off by a man that I didn't love. So, now that my downward spiral was over, I got up and splashed some cold water on my face and examined the damage. Ranger stood watching as I assessed the damage, unknown to me. What was going through his mind, I don't know. I gasped when he spoke. "Babe, we need your help."
A/N: Okay so this is a ranger/steph pairing. I like Joe Morelli, don't get me wrong but I feel sometimes that Ranger and Steph would be a good match. What do you think? Any criticisms? Any good points? For any Morelli Fans, I am sooo sorry!