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Ranger's POV

I'm about to get up and follow Morelli and Stephanie out. It's obvious there is a history between them. Even if she hadn't told me, I would have figured it out. Shep stops me.

"It's okay. She can take care of herself. I just hope she doesn't get charged with anything," he chuckles, but I can tell he means it. I nod. It's fifteen minutes before she comes back in. I thought they might have been making out in an alley. The thought makes me want to punch the guy in the nose. But, when Steph comes in, her lip stick isn't smeared and nothing seems to be out of place. She doesn't walk back in with Morelli so I figure he left.

"You look upset Ranger. There a reason?" Shep asks me with a smirk. I shrug. Other than want to beat a guy to a bloody pulp? Nope, nothing.

"No," I answer. Shep nods but his expression tells me he doesn't buy it.

"She's not seeing anyone. Be good to her," Shep tells me. I nod. Is it that obvious? I barely know her. There's just something that pulls me to her. She comes back and sits down at our table. She is smiling a little.

"What happened?" Shep asks her. She looks at him with a evil glint in her eye.

"I politely asked him to go home," she tells him with a shrug. He gives her a look. Hell, even I know that is a crock of shit.

"Steph…," he warns. She smiles deviously.

"See you later. Nice meeting you Ranger," she says and skips over to Michael. He is looking at her with a questioning look.

"I'd better get going," I tell Shep. He nods.

"Nice seeing you. We should do this again sometime. I have a feeling I'll be hearing and seeing a lot more of you," he comments as I stand up. I shake his hand and walk out the door.


Steph's POV

Raphael really wants to know what I did with Morelli. I don't tell him the truth and he knows it. Once he sees Morelli's car still outside, he will look around and find him. That is, if Morelli didn't wake up and go home first. I know when Ranger leaves because the tingling on my spine stops. I wonder if he will find Morelli. Probably not, unless he looks.

"What did Morelli want?" Michael asks me. I look at him with a look of disbelief.

"My mother told him to bring me home," I tell him curling my lip in disgust.

"She would let that guy come get you?" he asks incredulously. I once told him the story about what happened in the Tasty Pasty.

"Yeah. That's my mother. She wants me to get married and be the perfect burg wife. She expects me to pop out 2.5 kids, and have pot roast on the table at six. I didn't want to do that. Too boring. I wanted to fly. That's why I jumped off the garage. I could fly for a minute then I crashed. My father's been supportive. So, has my Grandma. She's probably where I got it from," I tell Michael. He grins.

"So what did you do to Morelli? I don't see him just going home," Michael says slinging his arm over my shoulders.

"As long as it doesn't rain. I'm sure he'll be fine. That is unless his weapon and badge gets stolen. I guess I should go put those in his car," I tell Michael with a sly smile. He grins and rolls his eyes.

"Remind me never to get on your bad side," he chuckles. I nod with a devilish grin.

"Well, I'm going to go. See you later guys," I calls to my friends. They all shout goodbye. I walk out the door and to the shadows where I left an unconscious Morelli. He isn't where I left him. I scan the lot and his car is gone. I smile. I get in my car and drive home.


Ranger's POV

I don't leave, I wait for Stephanie to come out. She does and goes to the shadows. She scans the lot. She goes over to her car. As far as I can tell she never notices me following her. I'm not following her home. I'm just driving to my home and she seems to be going in the same direction. I see her drive into the garage of a light blue house. I drive pass her neighbor on the left and entered my garage. I am neighbors with Stephanie! And I didn't even know it…until now. I park my car in the garage and head upstairs. I take a shower and fall into bed. I wake up later to loud music coming from next door. I get out of bed ready to go yell at the neighbors. I walk downstairs and grab a pair of jeans on the way. I slide them on and walk outside. I go up to the door and start banging on it. I feel that tingling and I turn around. Stephanie is standing there in a pair of boy shorts and a tank top.

"Will you keep it down?" she yells trying to be heard over the music. She looks at me. I smile.

"What are you doing here?" she asks me.

"I live next door. I'm coming to complain about the noise. I couldn't sleep with this crap on," I tell her. She nods. She looks me up and down. Her eyes darken. Dios... She shakes her head and blushes. She's so beautiful. I could just pin her up against the wall and kiss her until she forgets her name.

"This is annoying. Why do they do this? You know what, I'm going in," Steph says and then she tries the doorknob. It opens and she steps inside. I follow her. It 's dark and smoky inside. Smells like pot, booze and cigarettes. The music is blaring. She looks around. I see people passed out. She continues up the stairs. I don't think I want to know what is happening upstairs. But, she is following the sound of the stereo. She sidesteps people passed out in their own vomit. The smell is disgusting. I roll the few people we see onto their sides, don't need them choking. As she is walking someone pops out and she jumps back into me. I wrap my arms around her. She's soft and curvy but trim. I can't help my reaction. She turns around.

"Oh! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that," she babbles on. I lean down and capture her lips. She leans into it and her arms wrap around my neck. I push her up against the wall and her legs wrap around me. I groan. I splay my fingers over her exposed abdomen. She shifts her hips to create more friction. If she's not careful, we're going to end up finding a room in here. I try to get my breathing under control and I set her down. It takes a second for her hands to loosen from my shirt.

"I've been thinking about doing that for a while now," I admit to her. She blushes and looks away.

"We better go turn off that stereo if we plan on getting any sleep," she says and then she blushes again. I smile. She's so cute. And, in an instant she's sexy.

"Who said I plan on getting any sleep, Babe?" I ask her with a grin. She blushes brighter and starts walking forward.


Steph's POV

I wake up to loud music of my next door neighbor. I go downstairs and out my door to see if they will shut the music off. When I get there, there's a man in a pair of blue jeans at the front door. He has dark smooth skin. He turns around when I come up and I see it's Ranger. His chest and stomach are all muscles. I don't see an ounce of fat anywhere. He catches me looking. I march up to the door and yell. When no one answers I try the doorknob. It's unlocked. So, we venture in together. This guy pops out and I'm not expecting it. I jump back straight into Ranger. His arms circle around me and I turn around in his arms. Then, I start babbling. Great going Steph.

He kisses me and it's amazing. He shoves me up against the wall and the heat starts building. My legs go around him and I need more friction. He's kissing me expertly and I can feel how much he wants me. In this moment, he isn't Ranger, he's Carlos, and that turns me on even more. He is by far the best kisser. Better than The Dick and better than Joe. He sets me down. My breathing is still a little heavy. When he says he's been thinking about doing that, my heart beats faster. I blush and start wandering again trying to find where the stereo is.

Ranger follows behind, his hand hovering close to my lower back. When we find the room where the stereo is, I'm glad. I turn it off and then we start walking back. I can feel the tension. I just want to jump him right here. I try to think about other things, but I always come back to him. When we finally get outside we stand on the porch for a moment.

"I guess I'll see you later," I tell him walking away. He grabs my hand and pulls me to him. I am flush against him. I can feel him getting harder. He's making this so difficult. My life does not lend itself to relationships.

"Don't I get a goodnight kiss?" he asks me before lowering his mouth to mine. He presses me to him and we are plastered together. I stroke him through his pants. He pulls away, his eyes dark with lust.

"That was one hell of a goodnight kiss, Batman," I tell him with a smile. He cocks an eyebrow.

"Batman?" he asks and I can tell he is trying to keep from smiling. I nod.

"Today, my friend Michael told me you were like Batman. Dark night sort of thing, he told me. He also told me not to get involved with you," I tell him rambling.

"Guess it's too late for that, huh?" he asks with a full smile. His 200 watt smile blinds me and I'm breath taken. Every inch of this man is beautiful.

"Guess so. Well, I guess I'll see you around Batman." I start to walk away even though I'd rather be jumping his bones.

"Babe," he says with a warning in his voice. That man has ESP, I swear. I use all my will power to walk away. I just wave and walk back to my house. I look back once to see him standing there watching me. I go inside and jog upstairs. I get back in my bed and can't manage to fall asleep. I keep remembering his warm lips on mine. I wonder what it would be like if he came home with me. Steph, Steph, Steph! Get a grip.

Your life does not allow it's self to regular relationships. Of course it could if I let it. Well, I won't let it. The inner me's are having a battle. One is wonder woman and the other is sensible Stephanie. Wonder woman wants a relationship. Sensible Stephanie can't manage a relationship. You haven't gotten any in a long time. It's long overdue. Yes, but what if he wants more? A life together? Depends on how much you like him. I stop the inner battle and try to sleep. I toss and turn. Finally, I give up. I get up and grab my car keys. I am making a donut run. Since none of the bakeries will be open I figure Dunkin' Donuts will be my best bet. I start my car and am on my way. I buy two dozen doughnuts. Best be prepared. I also got a coffee. This should help me find a balance. Extra work on my routine tomorrow, that's for sure.

When I get back to my house I see Ranger standing on my porch. He is wearing what he had on earlier. I park in my garage grab my doughnuts and coffee and head inside. I drop the doughnuts on the counter and with coffee in hand, I walk to the front door. I open it and Carlos stands there with a smile on his face.

"Coffee run?" he asks stepping inside. I nod. What is he doing here?

"Come on in. Make yourself at home," I tell him sarcastically, "couldn't sleep, huh?"

"I kept thinking about you. Doughnuts?" he asks looking at the bag I have on the counter.

"What can I say? I have a sweet tooth," I tell him walking over to the counter. I open a box and take one out. Boston cream. Yum. I take a bite. My vice, doughnuts, birthday cake, pineapple upside down cake, and many more. He chuckles and I push the box towards him.

"That stuff will kill you, Babe," he remarks. I nod, not bothered by his comment.

"Everyone has to go sometime." He looks at me as I take a sip of my coffee.