Chapter 6

Back at my apartment, I found myself on my couch laying across Ranger's lap on my stomach and naked. "Babe, you did very good today but I still have to punish you tonight."

"Do it!..I mean you do?" Soft chuckle.

"Yes. You called my men pussy cats." He was rubbing and massaging my butt cheeks and it felt soooo good.

"Love that Santos..I mean damn that Santos!" One finger rimming my folds. Holy jeez!

"You infiltrated my company and gained too much confidence."

"I'm a bad..bad ..girl! I mean did I do bad?" One finger slipped inside me. I'm gonna' lose it. Then he did it. He smacked me on the ass and I almost came.

I squeaked, "Did I do anything else bad..I hope." He smacked me again and help me, I was almost at orgasm's door. Does this make me twisted? He moved his thumb to my clit and rubbed slow circles around it in a gentle rhythm with his fingers and one last slap to my rump made me come in an explosion of so hot I can't categorize it.

He carried me to the bedroom and laid me down. He undressed and lay down beside me and enveloped me in his arms. He put his hands in my curls and gave me a smoldering kiss and then ran his hand down my back to my thigh and pulled my leg around his hip and slid inside me and began slowly moving and speaking sweet words in Spanish while he kissed my face, my eyelids, my earlobes, my neck. For once there were no words. This was a beautiful joining and I didn't want to interrupt one second of it. This was the moment that I fell in love with Ranger. Oh No and OMIGOD! Then the doomsday orgasm hit me. Bam!

When I opened my eyes, I knew my life had changed. It wasn't going to be a comfortable place for either of us. He didn't want to do real relationships and I didn't want to do love and marriage after the "Dick." My painful Burg pushed marriage to that jerk Dickie Orr had ended in smothering control, horrible sex, and him cheating on me with that slut Joyce Barnhart on my new dining room table before the ink was dry on my marriage license. Shit and fuck and fuckity fuck!

"Babe, something's on fire."

"I can't talk about it."

"Babe, the one thing you can always do is talk."

"Not about this. Not going to happen."

"Did I hurt you? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Oh no Ranger. You have never done anything to hurt me. I'm uncomfortable maybe but, not from anything you have done. It's about me." I put my hands through his hair and held his face and kissed him.

"Everything is fine. I can work through my me stuff. Good Night Ranger." He gave me a gentle kiss.

"Good Night Babe."

It was Saturday morning. We did our routine of having hot sweaty morning sex and then moving to the shower. I'm so happy to retire that shower massager. We dressed casual and I fed Rex.

"We'll catch breakfast at a diner and then we're going to Newark where I grew up. I have a special day planned Babe."

"Okay. Can I have decadent meals all day?"

"Yes. Whatever you want."

"If it wasn't so early in our uh..thing, I'd have to say I love you." He gave me a serious look.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it literally. Uh, ready?"

On the way to Ranger's Porsche I looked over at my Jeep. "Uh Ranger. My windshield is smashed and there is another note on my car."

He looked serious. "We need to the call the TPD this time Babe. Go upstairs and wait for me." In about an hour he came up to get me.

"Do I want to know what the note said?"

"It called you a name and mentioned that they saw us last night."

"How would you feel about packing a bag and coming to stay at Rangeman with me until this is over?"

"Really? You want me to stay at your apartment in your building."

"Yes. You're not safe here and I won't sleep well here. It's not secure."

"Okay..If I won't be imposing. I would like to but, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."

"Babe, it will be fine."

"Let's forget about this for now and go on with our day. We'll come back tonight and pack you and get your hamster."

I hooted. "You're really going to lose face with your men when they find out that you have a hamster living with you named Rex. He smacked my butt. "Let's go."

We ate quickly at a local diner and Ranger drove us to Newark. He was in his driving zone and I was lost in my own head when we arrived at the Newark Museum. "Babe, this is an excellent museum and I'm a fan of old and new architecture. The Ballantine house here is one of the oldest and most beautiful nineteenth century victorian houses in the country. There's a planetarium and exhibits from all over the world here. It was one of my favorite places to come as a kid."

"Ranger, I love that you're sharing this with me." Ranger opened my car door and threaded his fingers through mine and pulled me out. We walked through all the exhibits and toured the Ballatine house. It was beautiful and like going back in time. It was well after lunch time when we left the museum. He drove a ways and pulled into the parking lot of a Cuban restaurant.

You're going to love this food Babe. Cuban food is comfort food. It's rich and a lot of it fried like you like. I was looking over the menu and my mouth was watering as I looked at the pictures of all the delicious looking choices. "Carlos! Where have you been mi hombre (my boy or friend)?"

"Tio de Hola (hello uncle). I've been busy starting my business. How are you and the family?"

"Very good. Who is your lovely lady friend?"

"Uncle, this is my friend Stephanie Plum. We just came from the Trenton Museum and I'm going to take her to the Cathedral Basilica. She has never had the opportunity to enjoy Cuban food and she loves rich comfort food. Stephanie, this is my Uncle Berto. He owns this restaurant."

"Nice to meet you sir. I love the smells of the food already. I can't decide what to get."

"Very nice to meet you as well, Estafania. How about I fix for you a sampler plate with many of our best dishes."

"I would love that!"

"Carlos, your usual?"

"Yes Uncle. Stephanie loves desserts. Bring us the caramel flan." "Perfect, I'll check back with you later after you've had your meal."

"Wow, your family is so much better so far than mine. Now I really feel guilty about taking you there tomorrow."

"My family are mostly very nice and they will really like you. I'm a tough guy Babe. I'm not afraid of a little old lady with groping hands."

"I'm afraid if she gets a good grope, you'll shrivel and I wan't to keep the whole cigar."

"Babe."

"I'm in love with it. I want to give it a name and marry it."

"Babe. Now that I would be afraid of." He laughed.

"What part?"

"Knowing you, mostly the name."

"Let's see, Gomer, Dudley, Boyd, Harry, Lurch? Any of those do anything for you?"

"Absolutely nothing. I'm already shriveling."

"Whoops. Let's back up then. I know the name I want. When I had Spanish classes, there was a class on names and the meanings and this one is perfect. The name is Alfonso and it means noble and ready or Arsenio meaning virile."

"Which one are you leaning towards?"

"Neither."

"Alfonso it is."

"Babe."

Just then our food came. The food smelled incredible. I picked up my fork and looked down at Ranger's crotch. "Stand down Alfonso. I'm not going to be able to help myself."

Ranger chuckled. "Babe. I'm at a loss here. You're out of control and I don't know what to do with you."

"No problem, Alfonso has it covered. This is insane delicious. Mmmm…I'm in heaven."

When the dessert came we began feeding each other bites in between kisses when we heard someone clearing his throat.

"I take it that the meal was satisfactory Carlos?" Uncle Berto was grinning at us. I think Ranger was a little embarrassed being caught in an intimate moment.

"It was wonderful as always Uncle."

"Estafania?"

"I enjoyed every bite. It was one of the most wonderful meals I've ever had. Thanks you so much." Uncle Berto took my hand and kissed it.

"You will come back then and bring my nephew that stays away for so long?"

"I will for sure if he'll let me."

Ranger drove us to the Cathedral Bisilica of the Sacred Heart. We walked around the grounds holding hands. It's a magnificent piece of architecture built in the nineteenth century. It's beautiful outside but when you walk inside it 's surreal in it's magnificence. A mass was beginning when we walked in. "Do you want to stay Babe? I haven't attended a mass in years."

"Neither have I but, if I was going to attend one again what better place to sit and enjoy it. This place is awsome." We sat down and

held hands and began to listen. Frick! Really? Wouldn't you know it was on chastity. I looked at Ranger and whispered, "I think I'm pretty much dead to the catholic church. Let's go." He grinned and took my hand and we walked out.

We walked to his car. "What do you want to do tonight Babe?"

"I just want to be with you." He nodded and opened the car door for me. He had his hand on my thigh the whole way home and I hope it was a sign of ownership because that's exactly what I wanted from him. I wasn't just in lust anymore. I was surprised that I wanted more. I wanted much more.

We pulled into my parking lot and I looked at my car and it immediately broke my melancholy mood. "Damn I forgot."

"It's okay Babe. Let's get you packed and I'll call Ella and let her know we'll be there for dinner and we'll get you settled into my apartment."

"Really? Are you sure about this?"

"Yes I am." We packed my bags and toiletries in a hurry and grabbed Rex and drove to Haywood.

Ranger used the elevator button for level seven and key fobbed entry into his apartment. I slowly walked in. He dropped his keys in a metal bowl on a side table in the foyer and walked into the living room. I slowly followed him taking in everything. It was modern and warm and tastefully decorated. It was male, minimal and comfortable. Leather furniture and dark wood and neutral colors with some greenery and tasteful decorations and framed art.

There was a knock on the door and Ranger opened it to Ella bringing a dinner tray. "Hello Stephanie. How are you this evening?"

"Good Ella. Thank you for bringing us dinner." She smiled at me and left the apartment. Ranger picked up my bags and carried them away. "Come on Babe. I'll show you the rest of the apartment." I followed him into his large bedroom with a king size bed and into an adjacent dressing room. It was huge. Every wall covered with clothes and a large safe against one wall. There was a leather bench on the wall where his shoes and boots were sitting. There was a wall of black t-shirts and jeans and cargo pants. Expensive suits and dress slacks and sweaters, silk shirts and Italian leather shoes. Another wall had leather jackets, pants and different types of coats. I sat down on the bench.

This was my man's inner sanctum and I wish I had gotten here for another reason than just because I was in danger and he felt obligated to ask me to stay. I suddenly felt overwhelmed. He put my bags down. "The bath is through there and there is an office up here. Ready to eat Babe?"

"I'm not really hungry. I'm just suddenly really tired. Your apartment is really nice."

"Something wrong?"

"It just suddenly hit me. I have a stalker and I'm here in your private sanctum because I might be in danger and not because you asked me to come here but, because you just wanted me to be safe. I feel like I'm intruding and I'm sorry but I'm not comfortable being here under these circumstances. I think I want to just go home and take my chances."

He sat down on the bench next to me and picked me up and placed me in his lap. He just put his arms around me and hugged me like he knew what I needed. I closed my eyes and breathed his comforting scent.

TBC

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