Saving Stephanie
Chapter 2 Hope
"Cupcake" I heard quietly, like it was said from a distance.
"Uh oh, looks like Officer Hottie wants to talk." Lula said. Fuck! I knew he would want to talk to her again but I was hoping it would be when she was in a better mood and not so mad at me.
I heard the window rolling down.
"Hey Joe."
"Cupcake, I didn't know you were back. Why don't we go somewhere we can talk in private?"
"Sorry Joe, I'm busy right now. Just say whatever you need to say and let's get this over with." Stephanie said.
"Come on Cupcake, we have stuff to discuss. I need some private time alone with you. Why don't you let me take you out to dinner at Pino's? Or you can come to my house where we can have some privacy and order in?" Hell no was she coming to his house for a private dinner. Personally I wanted him to say what he had to say right then so I could hear him.
"Joe, it's over. I don't have anything else to say to you. I'm an engaged woman now. I can't come over to your house anymore." Good at least she is drawing boundaries.
"Steph you are not giving me a fair chance. I was going to save up for a ring for you but you didn't seem like you wanted me to so I have been spending my money other ways."
"Joe I already have a ring."
"It's beautiful. What is that two carats?"
"No it's three but that is not the point. He had a ring because he really wanted to marry me even if he didn't think I would say yes. He bought me a ring because that is what he wanted. You bought a billiard table and now you are saving up for your garage. If you really wanted to marry me you would have been saving up for that and not screwing around on me."
"I wasn't screwing around on you. We agreed we could see other people. You were seeing Ranger and I had a friend or two I would see when we weren't together."
"But that's the thing. I wasn't seeing Ranger. I wasn't sleeping with anyone but you while you were sleeping around with the whole neighborhood."
"Not the whole neighborhood, don't blow this out of proportion. It started when we were broken up because we were broken up so often. We've been so on again off again I was tired of being left alone."
"Well now you don't have to be alone and you don't have to worry about me because I'm not alone. You can go be with your friends as much as you want."
"Cupcake don't be like this. Let me have another chance. I can get you a ring. I can be faithful. I just didn't know that's what you really wanted."
"Joe I'm going to be very honest with you. Brutally honest. Can you handle that?"
"Sure, say what's on your mind."
"When I was finally honest with myself I realized I didn't want that with you. We fight and break up because we are not compatible long term with each other. You're a good Italian Burg guy. You're quite the catch but I didn't want to catch you or get caught by you. Sometimes it worked and we were comfortable, but honestly I'm not what you really want either."
"Cupcake I love you, you are what I want in my life. You are the one I want to marry and be the mother of my children."
"Exactly, you want a domesticated woman that wants to stay home and cook and clean and have children with you. That's not me. I want to work. I like my job and you hate it. We always fight and break up because while we may like each other we both want different things."
"I can wait. You can't do your job forever."
"No Joe, it's time you are honest with yourself. You want someone to take care of you, cook dinner every night, have kids and stay home to raise them. That is what you really want. What you were raised to want. There is nothing wrong with that. Look at your current friends and figure out who fits that bill. Who is right for more than just bedroom time? Who will cook clean and take care of you and if none of them will; quit playing around on the side and find someone who wants to."
"But that's you. It was always supposed to be you."
"No Joe, that's not me and it will never be. Besides I'm engaged to a man I truly love. Ranger is giving us a chance for a lifetime. He is serious about being in a relationship with me and I love him. I'm happy. Be happy for me Joe and go find someone who makes you happy."
"Cupcake."
"No Joe, it's over and don't call me Cupcake anymore. I'm not yours, I'm taken and you need to respect that."
"Stephanie don't do this."
"Joe it's already done and you were just as much a part of it as me. Be honest with yourself. We never got along that's why we always broke up and it was never going to work. We would never have been happy long term."
"But I was happy with you."
"Only for short periods of time then we would argue and fight and break up again. Joe let me go. I'm happy. I'm with the right man, now you need to go find yourself the right woman."
"But Stephanie I'm supposed to be with you."
"Joe if you really wanted to be with me and only me we would have been working hard to make the relationship work. You would have accepted me for how I am and accepted my job. But you never did. You went out and found more personal friends to spend time with."
"That was only till you got your head out of the clouds and got serious about us."
"Joe I loved you, but I don't anymore. I've moved on. It's over and it's time for you to move on too."
"I hear what you're saying but it's not going to be that easy for me. I still love you. I will always love you. If it doesn't work out with him I'll always be here for you."
"Thanks Joe but it's time for you to move on."
"Bye Cupcake."
"Goodbye Joe."
"Wow Girl, Officer Hottie looks crushed." Lula observed.
"I know but he needs to get over me and move on."
"Cause you got Mr. Scorching Hot, Fine as Hell and Hunky with a three carat ring. Who can compete with that?"
"He did ask me first but I told Joe the truth. We never would have worked." Stephanie said.
"So now you got Batman and already there is trouble in paradise?"
"Well he offered me paradise but it's got bars on the windows."
"So he wants to keep you safe?" Lula wondered.
"Yeah but he can't just lock me up to keep me safe. That will never work! I can't live like that."
"What are we talkin' about here? Saving you from the guys that always be stalkin' you and shit?" Lula questioned.
"He's worried about anyone getting me." Stephanie complained.
"Like when you were taken by the Slayers and they were going to hurt you?" Lula questioned.
"Yeah or worse."
"Like the guy that set your hair on fire and blew up in your living room?"
"Yeah like Orin, he was crazy. He is a good example because he was one of Ranger's crazies. He came after me thinking Ranger and I were together. But we weren't together back then." Babe I had a man on you then and Orin still got through. If there had been two men with you in your apartment you would have been safe.
"And Ranger is worried more crazies from his life are going to come after you?" I know they will.
"Yeah he keeps telling me he carries two guns and a knife for a reason, and he knows martial arts and is a badass and can defend himself. I mean he's Batman. Then there is me, I don't usually carry a gun, I'm supposed to start taking self-defense classes but it's nothing like what Ranger can do. He just makes it sound like so many people are going to be after me now." Stephanie grumbled. I don't know who is going to come out of the woodwork after I send the video of Sergio out but someone is going to test me and you are what they are going to test me with.
"More than the people who already come after you?" Lula questioned.
"Yeah and more dangerous." Stephanie sighed. Definitely more dangerous.
"Let me get this straight, bad guys are going to come after you on account that they can't get Ranger so they will hurt you instead?"
"That's what he says." Like I would ever lie to her.
"Girl I'd be takin' him up on some of that protection shit. I don't know about being locked in the building but having two guys with you to help you catch some of your skips would be useful, you see what I'm saying? You'd be safe, Batman would be happy, and you would have help with your hard skips. As long as I can still come too," she rushed on "you know to talk and keep you company and shit." And pull her gun and shoot someone like she does.
"Yeah cause none of his guys really talk. Lester and Bobby will talk some but most of them are like walls. Stoic silent types that don't talk or move for hours. I swear if I didn't offer them food they wouldn't eat, they would just go hungry all day."
"And they probably all eat the carrot food Ranger lives on."
"No most of them eat pretty normally, it's just that Ranger has Ella cooking low fat, high nutrition foods for them and sweets aren't allowed."
"No sweets?" Lula questioned looking horrified.
"Well he makes an exception for me. He has Ella make me dessert and lets me bring donuts in occasionally but I eat them fast or hide them because if he doesn't come and take them away one of the guys will swoop in and eat them." Stephanie explained. She is exaggerating, I may give her a hard time about eating donuts but I have never tried to take them away. I like my hands attached thank you very much!
"You mentioned her before but who is Ella?"
"So you know how he has the RangeMan building down on Hayward?
"The seven story brick building?"
"Yeah that one. Well he has a lady there named Ella who cleans the building and cooks for the men who are working there. They have a nice breakroom that she keeps stocked with food all day."
"So you say she will cook for you?"
"Yeah sometimes with dinner he will have her make some dessert just for me cause he won't let her bake sweets for the men." Of course I do, don't you know I would do anything for you?
"If you were locked in the building would he go out and get you sweets like donuts, ice cream or chocolate?" I might not go but I would consider sending one of my men.
"I don't know? He might not go buy something but I think he would let Ella make me something." Definitely anything Ella makes would be healthier. Ella likes to cook for Stephanie because she keeps half of the dessert left in her place for Louis and herself but wouldn't cook it for themselves without a reason like Stephanie.
"What about pizza or fried chicken? You know when you be stressin' you be needin' some fried foods." Ella can make delicious baked chicken that tastes better and juicier than fried.
"I don't know. Personally I think if I was locked up in the building he would do whatever he could to keep me from going crazy." Damn straight I would, at least she knows that.
"Huh. Girl it don't sound too bad to me. You know what I'm sayin'? He be tryin' to keep you safe on account of all his bad guys trying to get you. What's wrong with that?"
"What's wrong with it is he decided all of it on his own without asking me and when I tried to talk to him about it he turned into a blank wall. No comments, no reaction, he wasn't listening to anything I said. This is my safety we are talking about I should have some input." I listened to everything she said I just didn't agree with most of it.
"Yes it's your life, you should have some say." Lula agreed.
"And he wasn't even willing to discuss it. He had made up his mind and he was determined to stick by it." Damn. I know she doesn't follow orders. I knew what I was doing was not the right way to go about it but I didn't see any other way.
"Well Mr. Too Hot for his Pants, control freak should tell you how dangerous it is and then discuss a level of security you're comfortable with on account that it's your life and your safety we are talkin' about." I listened hard to this statement and started planning how I would do things differently in the future. Explain and discuss, it sounded so simple but I was a man used to giving orders and having them followed, not having to explain myself and take someone else's thoughts into consideration.
"I know."
"So what if the shoe was on the other foot?"
"What do you mean?"
"Girl you need to see it from his point of view. What if you were the badass, knowing karate and some shit, strapped to the gills and he didn't really know how to protect hisself and he didn't carry no weapons and his life was being threatened, you see what I'm sayin'? What would you do to protect him?" Good question, get her thinking about that!
I could hear Stephanie laughing. "I don't know, I can't hardly imagine Ranger not able to protect himself."
"So pretend he is your brother-in-law, what's his name? Clown?"
"Albert Kloughn"
"If someone was really after Kloughn, trying to kidnap him to hold him for ransom, or to try to blackmail you into doing something, or were trying to kill him, and you loved him like you love Ranger, what would you do to protect him?" Yeah Babe what would you do if I was as helpless as you?
"Are you saying I'm fat and doughy?" Soft and sweet, not fat.
"No imagine if Ranger was as defenseless as old Albert and there were bad guys after him on account that they really wanted to hurt you and you could assign two Rangemen studs to protect him, or give him a gun, or stun gun? What would you do to protect him?" I waited on baited breath to hear her answer.
"I don't know, I want to pull my eyes out of my head and burn them for that image. Albert Kloughn needing me to protect him cause he is in my bed is gross. Bless Valerie, I don't know how she got pregnant by him cause I couldn't do it." I was laughing at that statement. Stephanie would love me even if I didn't look as good as I look but I know she appreciates my hard body.
"Ok think of some of the bad guys you have faced, like the guy with the flame thrower. What would you do to protect Ranger from that?"
"Just about anything."
"Or Sunny's guys throwing you in cement and going to shoot you in that little room?"
"I'm not sure."
"Or the flea guy stunning you and shooting you up with what he thought was infected rats blood?"
"Ranger could have over powered him."
"Not after he ran him over with his van and then stunned him."
"Ranger is so big and heavy after he got him down on the pavement he would have never been able to lift him into the back of his van."
"Girl you don't know that. Just because he looks scrawny doesn't mean he's weak. He picked you up and hauled you around." Yeah but I have a hundred pounds on her.
"Ranger would have had his lock picking tools on him and would have picked his way out of the handcuffs and gotten himself and the other guy free."
"But you're thinking of Ranger as him, you got to think of him like Albert. Helpless."
"The flea guy's not a good example cause I didn't know he was after me. There would have been no time for Ranger to assign men to protect me." But Babe, that's the thing, I need to be ready to protect you every day from the threats you don't know are out there.
"But if his bad guys try to get you there won't be any warning. They aren't normally going to tell him in advance they are coming. So how can he protect you, with only a panic button?"
"Well I have my watch, but I can see the advantages of having men nearby." I instantly knew what she was going to say and I turned off the watch as she was saying it. I waited three minutes and turned it back on.
"I just can't imagine Ranger as helpless."
"Girl you are not helpless either but if you have badass bad guys like that Russian, what was his name?"
"Vladco"
"Girl you see what I'm sayin'? What would you do if you had badass bad guys like Vladco or even Ranger coming after you? How would you set up the protection detail?" Yeah Babe, if you set up a protection detail I couldn't get through you would be 99% safe.
"I don't know. I guess a team of Rangeman would be a deterrent but Ranger could get through that easily." Yep two men wouldn't even slow me down if I was after you.
"So what then would you do?"
"If Ranger was after me I think two teams of armed men would work." Two teams wouldn't stop me but would slow me down at least.
"Round the clock protection?"
"I guess."
"What about your average stalker? What would have prevented most of your bad guys from taking you?"
"Honestly one team of men and a panic button would be enough for most of the bad guys I have had to deal with."
"What would have stopped you from getting thrown off that bridge?"
"A team of men with me would have stopped them."
"What if they shot them and grabbed you?"
"That's where my panic button comes in."
"So girl what are we really talking about then? Batman wants to keep you safe and he knows his enemies are going to come after you. Are you going to wait until you get grabbed again or killed before you let him protect you?" This was the point I wanted her to get and Lula was making it for me; I smiled inside.
"No I guess not. I just don't want to be locked up in the building."
"Is that what he's goin' to do?"
"Only if the threat level is Extreme or Red Alert, as he called it."
"And what threat would be a Red Alert?"
"I don't actually know. We didn't discuss it." I needed to have our next discussion better strategized and planned out. I needed to lead her to the answers like Lula is not try to force them down her throat.
"I know you're mad at him, and if he tries to lock you up for no reason you would have every right to be mad at him, but girl you need to realize that he just needs you safe. Any man that would jump off a bridge to save you or climb down the side of a building must love you like crazy and would do anything to keep you safe." Damn straight I would.
She heaved a big breath out. "I know that, but I need to be involved in the decision making. I don't run away just because someone threatens me. It is probably one reason why I get into trouble a lot but I have a job to do and nobody, not even him, is going to stop me."
"Is that what he is trying to do? Get you to quit your job?"
"No I don't think so. He has offered me a job in his office but I don't want to be stuck behind a search desk all day. It gets too boring." Key point search desk. If I just start asking her to help with other things I can figure out what she is good at and likes to do and then have her do that.
"So what is he tryin' to do?"
"Keep me safe. Probably keep me out of trouble. I'm just afraid that he'll just keep raising the threat level without any real reason and keep 10 men on me or keep me from going anywhere, basically lock me up without my consent. I'm worried that the threat level is always going to be in the orange and red and that he will keep me from knowing who the actual people threatening me are. I'll be locked up in the dark and have no idea how I got that way." She heaved out another sigh. I was getting the picture, keep her informed with facts about the dangers and she would accept the protection level better.
"And he will use it as an excuse to keep you locked up in the building?"
"Yeah with 24 hour protection that is expensive and ridiculous."
"It's probably going to cost him a lot of money but he would rather spend the money than lose you." Damn straight.
"He's not worried about the money."
"He's not?"
"No he has a lot of money. He doesn't even need to work anymore." Oh I hope she uses discretion here.
"He doesn't? Shoot, if I had a lot of money you wouldn't find my black ass here. I would be some place warm and tropical sipping on mai tai's"
"Yeah he is weird. He wants to keep opening up branches. Every branch he opens he creates more jobs for ex-military men and it helps to keep people safe and he likes making money helping people." I want to make the world a better place. I've done a lot of horrible things in the name of my country, for freedom and to make the world a better place. Now I actually want to do good things that help protect people and make the world a better place.
"That's a nice thing to do but honestly if I had money you wouldn't find me anywhere near this chemical dump. I would be somewhere there are sunny skies and warm weather."
"I haven't thought about it." Stephanie confessed. "I just want to be where Ranger is." Warmth and hope blossomed in my chest at this statement.
"Girl if you had his kind of money what would you do?"
"You see it. Catching skips and making the community a safer place by bringing in the bad guys."
"So honestly how much money is he worth?"
"A lot."
"Enough to retire on?"
"Enough to retire on and travel the world in style." I felt like I could trust her more now with my secrets knowing she knew how to keep my private things to herself.
"Girl you know I would be all over that. So speakin' of traveling where is he takin' you for the honeymoon?"
"I don't know, he won't tell me."
"Not even a clue?"
"He says someplace tropical and warm, where I can wear a bikini."
"That's all you need to know."
"So Lula what do I do now?"
"Go back and talk to Batman. Tell him you won't be locked up in his Batcave, but you understand you need protection. Then work out something you can both live with."
"Thanks Lula. I don't know what I would do without you."
"Shit girl, you would be lost without me. But who always has your back and an ear to listen to? Lula does, that's who. So you have to be honest with me and answer one question." I can't see Lula's face but her voice sounds devilish.
"I know what you're going to ask and forget it I'm not telling you about the bedroom."
"Okay so you don't have to tell me a story, just give me a phrase, a short sentence. What is he like in bed?"
"How about one word." Stephanie offered.
"Shit this better be one good word."
"He's great." I'm just great? Not that I want her talking to Lula or anyone about our sex life but I must not be doing a decent job if great is the best word she can come up with. How about pass out terrific, wonderful, magnificent, 10 orgasms a night, amazingly unbelievably great.
"That's it? That's your word. Girl that man is better than great, he's a super hero. You got to give me more than that."
"Fine he's magic."
"Magic like Disney magic or magic like in Magic Mike?"
"Oh he's better than Magic Mike."
"Do tell ol' Lula all about it."
"Well he is amazing and just when I think it can't get any better, it does." That's a description I like better. Appropriate but vague.
I was willing Stephanie to finish up and come home to me but I found the mindless talking and listening to her voice to be soothing while I waded through the paperwork on my desk. Every time I had an interruption I turned the speaker on my computer off but after the third time Tank asked if I had been on the speakerphone because he thought he heard a woman's voice. I denied it of course. I could tell from the look on his face he knew I was lying but accepted that I didn't want to talk about it and let it go.
"That sounds promising. Is he the full package? Does he have it where it counts, cause let me tell you girl I've seen a bulge in his cargos and it looks promising."
"Everything he promises with his cargos on he delivers when his cargos come off." I've always trusted her judgement but with every answer I trusted her even more.
"Still he ain't nothin' compared to my Tanky."
"Your Tanky? Something you want to tell me?"
"While you two lovebirds have been gone he has been coming in the office to get the files and he and I have been talking. I told him I went crazy with the wedding only because I really wanted him and he told me he didn't mean to pick his cats over me. Just that they are cats and are defenseless. He gave them a good home and he can't kick them out in the cold. I told him about these new shots they have for allergies. They aren't totally new but I've never taken them before and he asked me if I would be willing to try so I'm going to see the doctor and we are going to go out again on Wednesday." Oh shit I can't have her fucking up my number two again. He was a mess the last time and I don't know if I can trust Lula with my company secrets like I know I can trust Steph, she likes to gossip a little too much.
"Oh my god Lula that's great. I mean I'm really happy for you two if you can get it worked out."
"Yeah girl. It's gonna be good. Tank is a man's man. He is the full package. He still don't talk much. I mean I did most of the talkin' and he just agreed but he sat on the couch and listened to me and nodded his head. And when I said I wanted to try again he said Wednesday, seven, dinner. And I knew he wanted to try again too." Good maybe if he doesn't say anything she'll have nothing to gossip about.
"Yeah with Tank you do have to carry the conversation."
"So is Mr. Mysterio more talkative behind closed doors?"
"If we hadn't been with his family I don't think he would have been but with his family he had to talk. His family brings out the Carlos in him."
"Carlos?"
"Yeah I couldn't keep calling him Ranger in bed. Does Tank have you call him something else?"
"He don't like to be called his real name but in the bedroom he likes me to call him Sherman."
"Sherman?"
"Yeah like a Sherman tank. You know it's not much but it is more personal than Tank and he told me no one else calls him that." Oh shit, Sherman! I had ammo I could use to fuck with Tank.
"Let's go park behind the Cluck-n-a-Bucket"
"Behind it?" Lula asked wondering.
"Yeah, let's see how many men he has following me. Behind the Cluck-in-a-Bucket is hidden by the wall and the dumpster so they are going to have to drive past us to see where we are and if they park anywhere nearby we can see them." I wanted to call my men and tell them it was a trap and the girls were safe behind the restaurant but I needed to see what they and she would do.
"So what was it like two weeks gone with Batman and his family?"
"His family is really nice and talkative. There are no secrets in that family."
"Makes you wonder where he came from."
"He's more relaxed around them and Julie, he brought Julie his daughter with us and I got to spend more time with her too."
A minute later I heard: "There they are, did you see them drive by?"
"Yeah girl. I don't know who they were, but there's no denying that was a black RangeMan vehicle."
My woman knew how to play my men. I was astonished and kinda proud. After listening to them I finally understood that she knew some level of security was required but because I didn't discuss it with her and set the parameters together she was pissed off. And that one of her very real concerns was that I may withhold information about how dangerous it is and just lock her in the building at any time. Lula was my angel talking her down off the ledge reminding her that I would do anything to protect her because I love her and that she shouldn't get too mad at me over it.
Now I had the problem and solution. I just had to get Stephanie to talk to me again. I want to seduce her because that takes down all her barriers but I knew I needed to address this logically and build the trust between us.
Logistically I was going to have to figure out how to get her watch off her wrist. I was going to have to switch out the battery on her watch after it has been broadcasting all day but it was worth it, letting me know what she was thinking, what the real problem is and what to do about it.
I listened to Stephanie and Lula chat for a while longer as Lula filled her in on all the gossip she missed while she was gone and what people were saying about her and Morelli.
"Yeah girl. I heard him begging you to come back but he's been telling everyone you cheated on him with Ranger and so he's moving on."
"That's fine and believable since I left town with Ranger and came back engaged. Joe has to say that to keep from looking like the ass he is. He just wants to divert the conversation from all the women he is sleeping with."
"You bet your ass. He's trying to save face."
Stephanie took her back to the bonds office. Promised to bring her and Connie all the stuff she bought for them in Hawaii and the camera with the pictures.
Throughout the day there had been very few interruptions. My men didn't know what to make of my closed door because being closed meant I was doing critical phone calls or classified paperwork and wasn't to be disturbed. But I have never kept my door closed all day and they were starting to wonder what I was doing. Once the conversation with Lula was done I put on one of my Bluetooth headphones in so I could still hear and opened my door. Immediately I got flooded with more paperwork and random questions. Many loosely worded to hear the outcome of the threat, they meant Sergio and I wondered at letting them see the short video Hector was putting together.
I listened to Stephanie visiting Grandma Mazur next and I wondered if this meant my balls had been repossessed, listening to gossip like I was a girl in high school. But since my concern was Stephanie I ignored it and went back to my paperwork only half listening in. Stephanie was busy getting all the latest gossip, who died recently and how her dates with the local residents over the last two weeks had been doing, so far they were all duds but she was excited with all the single men living in the apartment building. Most of them have cars and can still drive so she is hopeful they have it going on in the bedroom too. She did say that Helen has volunteered to drive her everywhere she wants to go except all her night viewings and Stephanie offered to help her with that if she can keep her hands to herself.
Most nights if I wasn't working I would want Stephanie here with me. If needed I would assign a man to take Grandma to her viewings and pay hazard pay just to keep Stephanie at home with me.
Stephanie headed home about 17:30, just in time for dinner, and I called Ella and told her we would be ready whenever she was and she told me 6:00. I asked her to open a bottle of wine and she assured me she would. I let Stephanie arrive and go up to seven, I didn't want to ambush her so I watched the elevator and waited till Ella took dinner up and they had time to talk.
Five minutes after Ella returned to six I headed up the stairs. I entered the apartment and tried to act cheerful and I realized after two minutes this is not a normal emotion for me. I couldn't even fake it well. Stephanie was in the bedroom so I looked in the pot on the stove and set out bowls. Ella had brought a lamb stew with potatoes and lots of vegetables. I served up dinner, poured two glasses of wine, then went into the bedroom and asked Stephanie to join me. I knew she had come home in time to have dinner with me but she seemed to be avoiding me.
Once we were seated I tried for some normal conversation.
"How was your day, Babe?"
"Fine"
We sat and ate in silence, there is so much I want to say. I don't normally talk much over meals but I feel like I need to break the ice.
"Stephanie, I am sorry for trying to mandate a protection detail without talking to you first and asking you to help plan it."
She looks at me dumbfounded not sure what to say.
We eat in silence for a little longer. I know that when the food is gone my time with her as a captive audience is up.
"Babe I was wrong to try to order you around or lock you up. Will you help me design safety protocol for you that we can both live with?"
A smile is twitching at her lips and she smiles at me.
"What brought this on?" She asks.
"I realized after you left that I approached your safety like any job. I designed a foolproof system and attempted to put it into action. I just expected you to follow my orders like any of my men or clients and at no point in time did I consider your feelings. After you left I gave a lot of thought to what you said and I had to admit you were right about a few things and that I needed to work with you on your security detail."
"Well I can say that I realized somethings today as well. I tend to live in denial about how much danger I am in and don't face it until it is forced upon me and I am usually unprepared and get kidnapped. If I am honest I have been kidnapped and threatened a lot and I've been lucky and always gotten out unharmed. You or Rangeman has saved me more times than I can count and half the time I get away only because the people kidnapping me are inexperienced and don't know what they are doing and half the time I talk my way out. If really real bad guys came after me, men with experience and talent and men who know what they are doing, I would be out of luck and without trackers and men protecting me I may not make it out alive."
"So what are you saying?"
"I'm trying to say that I realize I need some kind of protection and I realize you only want me to be safe. But I can't handle being locked up Carlos. I can't handle that and that is part of what made me flip out and run."
"Look we will come to lock down protocol later. Let's just try to work out a regular protection detail that we can both live with."
"Okay I can manage that." She offered.
After we cleared the table I got paper, pens, and brought her with a fresh glass of wine to the living room. I sat her comfortably on the couch plastered against my side and I set everything down. Then I couldn't help myself. I was so drawn to her like a moth to a flame I just needed to touch her to reassure my wounded heart that she was still mine so I started kissing her. She eagerly kissed me back and with our roaming hands things quickly got out of hand.
Next thing I know her shirt is gone and I am removing her bra. A quick orgasm was just what we needed to release all the built-up tension so I quickly removed her pants. She was still on her period and thought sex this time of the month was gross. I had to do this quickly before she started thinking about it too hard.
Kissing her all the while to keep her distracted I started stroking her sweet spot and she moaned into my mouth. Quickly without her thinking about it I removed her tampon and rolled it up in a nearby blank piece of paper. Then I settled her across my lap realizing in that moment I hadn't undone my pants. I kept kissing her while I moved her back several inches and freed myself. Then without any further preamble I slid her down my throbbing length. Oh Dios. I needed her.
I stroked her clit trying to make sure she was as up to speed as I was but this was going to be fast. I lifted her up off me and slid her back down achingly slowly. After several strokes she took up the rhythm and I relaxed my grip and let her ride me. I was almost to the point of no return when I grabbed her hips and started to speed her up going faster and faster till she cried out her release. Then I let go inside her, happy to not need a condom. I was going to get her an appointment tomorrow with her gynecologist and she was going to start on some sort of birth control this week.
I started kissing her again and couldn't help myself. I flipped us, laying her down on the couch and loomed over her. I was going to take her again and this time it was going to be nice and slow. I settled between her thighs and began rocking into her again.
When we were through I carried her to the shower because we were a sweating cum covered mess. Once we were washed relatively clean in the shower, I couldn't help myself and I took her again. There was an aching driving need I had to be one with her, to be complete the only way I knew how, by coupling with her as much as physically possible.
When we were finished again and clean all over, I wrapped a towel around myself and dried her, gently rubbing every inch with my super soft towel and then I enveloped her in my robe. I grabbed a pair of cargo shorts and a tank top, not an outfit I would have ever worn before this past trip and I reminded myself to ask Ella to buy me another robe. Not something I have ever used before but now I saw the advantages of staying practically naked and how fast I could get us out of robes compared to full clothes, and how really we didn't even need to take them off just untie, open and fuck like bunnies. Very efficient.
I led her back into the living room, now very relaxed and with a permanent smile on her face.
"So I thought we would start with your latest catastrophes and determine what would have prevented them. You have been threatened, kidnapped and attempted to be killed twenty nine times by my count."
To be continued…
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