Tank's POV
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Boss man called last night not even ten minutes after we had gotten back to Haywood, and informed me that he would be flying in in two hours. Thank God his mission was successful. Two hours later, I found myself at the airport waiting for my best friend. I immediately saw him get off and scan his surroundings. When he spotted me and approached, I assessed his health. He had clearly lost 15-20 pounds and had a few scrapes and bruises, but no broken bones that I could tell. I gave him a slight nod and headed with him towards the exit. Once we were securely in the SUV I started the routine talk.
"Mission?"
"Successful"
"Health?"
"Only need a Band-Aid." I smiled at his little joke.
"I'm glad you're safe man." Ranger gave a silent nod. We had always had an unspoken rule that I won't brief him on how the business has been until he has had time to rest. All of Rangemen, Steph excluded, knew how hard missions were on your body and mental state. Ranger always took the most difficult missions.
Crap, Stephanie—Ranger doesn't even know that we hired her. Well, he did leave me in charge, and she totally got her man last night, hook, line and sinker. I smirked, I wasn't going to tell him, I wanted to see how things played out. A lot of the men and I think that Steph would be perfect for the boss.
We arrived at Haywood and Lester, Bobby and Cal all shook Ranger's hand and congratulated him on making it back. No other words were said, they all knew that he needed silence and rest. Ranger headed to seven while the rest of us trudged up to four. The next couple of days were going to be interesting.
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Steph's POV
I knew even before I opened my eyes that my hair was going to be scary, I had gone to bed with it wet. Groaning I looked at the clock, it was eight. I knew that I should get up and do my work out, but my bed was just so comfortable. After ten minutes of internal debate, I rolled out of bed and changed into my work out cloths, and headed for the gym.
I started my workout with a two mile run, hey; I am slowly working up to five miles. Once I was sweating like a pig, I slowed down to a walk and walked another mile on the treadmill. Next I did a few weighs and some sit ups. By now it was nine so I headed to the locker room. At my start of working at Rangemen, it was decided that I would hang my scrunchy on the doorknob of the locker room, so that the guys knew not to come in.
I quickly stripped and turned the shower onto warm. Once steam started to roll around I stepped under the spray. I just stood there, letting my muscles relax under the spray. I lathered my hair in my strawberry herbal essence shampoo and conditioner. As I was rinsing my hair, I saw somebody's body wash on the wall that separated the rest of the locker room and the shower. I glanced around, even though I knew that no one would be in here and snatched it up.
"Bulgari" I popped it open and took a sniff. This was the best smelling thing that I've ever smelt! I quickly squirted some onto my loofah sponge and slathered my body in heaven. I let the smell permeate the air, this was the most amazing smell ever, though I couldn't for the life of me remember smelling this on any of the other men before.
"Mmm, God I think I'll die happy."
"Glad to know you like my shower gel Babe." I shrieked and lunged for my towel. I whipped around, holding my towel to my front, staring at the intruder. Holy hell he's Adonis.
"Babe?" Shit, I must have said that aloud. I did tend to have that problem. I looked over my intruder; he was a sexy Cuban man, no doubt about it. Early thirties, dark hair and eyes that were boring into mine. Yup, definitely Rangeman material.
"Who are you? How'd you get in here?" The man just raised his eyebrows at me.
"Babe."
"Don't Babe me, how'd you get in here?" His lips quirked up at the corners.
"Through the door."
"Who are you?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" At that moment the door burst open and Tank stormed in. I immediately saw the man tense up, his eyes going cold and every muscle in his body bulge, ready to fight. He looked like a man getting ready to fight…to kill…
"Rangeman." Tank barked, slowly edging closer to us, his hands spread out, showing that he was no threat to us.
"Rangeman, why don't we go back to your room huh? Up on seven remember? I'll send Bobby up okay?" This man had still not looked away from me, he was still as stiff as when Tank had entered, but his cold eyes flashed fleetingly with something like anguish when Tank was talking, before his blank face slammed back on. He barely turned his head, his eyes still on me, gave a curt nod and exited the locker room. Tank quickly came to me.
"Steph are you okay? He didn't hurt you did he?" I slowly shook my head and cleared my throat.
"What happened to him?"
"What do you mean?"
"He was in so much pain."
"WHAT!"
"It was in his eyes, only for a second, but it was definitely there." Tank snapped open his phone.
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Ok sorry this was sort and ended abruptly, i'm super tired. I'll update soon. Steph finally met Ranger!!
