Disclaimer: I can't believe I forgot the disclaimer in the other chapters! So I don't own anything but the plot… and Mac of course! Well sort of.

I sent Mac down to fetch the groceries and flopped down on my bed. I could stay like this forever. But as luck would have it the phone rang. I mumbled a little but got up to get it. I walked into the kitchen and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey cupcake, anything you want to tell me about?" Joe asked clearly upset.

"Uh, no what makes you think I have something to tell you?" Oh yeah, denial is the way to go. Before Joe could say anything Mac came through the door and yelled,

"Sugar how much beer do you think we need? I got some earlier!"

"So who is that cupcake? Let me guess, your brother? No, wait you don't have a brother. Care to explain?" This got me pissed off. Joe has no business in who I chose to date or have over. I'm a grown woman and Joe and I are on the OFF of our relationship.

"Joe that was Mac. Mac and I are dating; you know what dating is right? It's where the guy takes the girl out to a nice restaurant and doesn't expect sex when they get home. Also, Mac is living with me so I would appreciate it if you don't break in anymore. You never know, Mac might think you're a burglar and shoot you. Good bye, Joe."

With those last words I hung up the phone. I needed food and I needed it now. What always helps? Fast food, the only kind you don't have to make. I grabbed my keys and headed towards the door.

"Stop! Where do you think your going?" Mac asked.

"I need food. Is that okay with you honey?" I asked sarcastically. He smiled and shook his head.

"Okay sugar. You might want to change into something nicer. I mean the restaurant we are going to has a dress code."

"What are you talking about? Where are we going?" I was confused, why were we going out to eat?

"Remember we have to make public appearances?" Why do Ranger and Mac have ESP? Where can I learn it? He raised his eyebrow and smiled like he knew what I was thinking. That's another thing, how come everyone can raise one eyebrow but me?

"Uh, sugar you there?" Woops, no more going off into my own thoughts.

"Yeah, where are we going again?"

"It's a surprise." Man, I hate surprises.

"You will like it, I swear." God, him and his ESP.

"Okay give me a few minutes." What am I going to wear?

"I bought you a dress, heals and a purse. It's all on your bed. We might run into some people I have to contact later." I thought of him buying the dress and stuff. I almost laughed out loud.

"Oh, I also got you the matching underwear." He smiled at that.

"Why did you do that? It's not like your going to see me in it." I said a little confused.

"I might not but someone will eventually." He smirked and pushed me into the bedroom.

"25 minutes!" he yelled over his shoulder.

I walked over to the bed and started pulling things out of the bag. I noticed everything was red. I pulled out a scrap of silk that I thought was a wrap around. I unfolded it and gasped. It was the dress. If you can call it a dress. It was a halter with a plunging V-neck. There was no back. The dress ended about mid-thigh.

How was I supposed to look? Like a hooker? Now I understood why Mac got me underwear. It had to be special-made for this dress. I pulled out the underwear. A thong and no bra. No way.

"Mac get your ass in here NOW!" What would my mother say? The whole burg would be talking about it. Mac opened the door with a smile.

"Something wrong sugar?"

"Yes. What do you call this stuff?" I asked pointing towards the dress and underwear.

"I believe they are called clothes."

"Smart ass. What makes you think I'm going to wear them?" I asked.

"Well you said you would help me." Then he gave me the puppy eyes.

"Okay, fine. Get out." I sighed in defeat. He walked out and closed the door behind him.

I managed to get into the dress without any help. I did the whole hair and makeup thing and I was set to go. I had to admit I did look good. I walked out to the living room and tapped Mac on the head. He stood up a turned around. His eyes were wide and his mouth was hanging open. I took my finger and closed his mouth.

"It's not nice to stare with your mouth open." I giggled when he checked for drool.

"Why didn't we ever date again?" he asked confused.

"Because we always had other relationships." I replied thinking about it.

"Are you in any relationships now?" he asked innocently.

"Yes. With you." I finally looked him up and down. He was wearing a suit and boy did he look good.

"Shall we?" he asked and held out his arm.

"Yes." I looped my arm through his.

When we got into the elevator he turned to me. He pulled three small boxes out of his pockets.

"I almost forgot. Here I have some gifts for you." He handed me a slim velvet box. I opened it and saw a beautiful gold necklace. On the chain sat a gold heart with Mac's family crest engraved on it. He picked up the necklace and put it on me. Before I asked what it was for he told me.

"This symbol means your under my family's protection and you heart belongs to me. Here open this one." He handed me a smaller box. I opened it and saw two beautiful earrings. They were dangle earrings and were stars. Once again they had the family crest engraved on them. He took those and put them on me.

"What?" I asked.

"The stars symbolize what you see when I kiss you. Also it stands for the five points of protection, which are body, mind, soul, family and friends." I just stared at him as he handed me the last box.

I opened the box and there sat a ring. The ring was gold and held one red ruby. Smaller diamonds surrounded the ruby. If you looked closely, you could see the family crest engraved on the ruby. He took it and slipped it on my finger.

"The ring is a symbol that means you belong to me. It is an insult to my family and I if you are hit on or stared at in our presence. These should make you safe when we meet anyone from another family. Promise me you will always wear them."

"I promise." I squeezed out barely. I didn't fully understand what all this meant but I think I got the jiff of it.

"Now lets go out and get something to eat." He smiled and escorted me to the parking lot. When we walked out of the doors I saw the limo waiting. A man was standing against the back door.

"Good evening Mr. Christor, Ms. Plum." He opened the back door of the limo and Mac helped me inside.

"Good evening Jeff. To the restaurant please."

"Right away sir."

Jeff rushed off to the driver door and got in. Mac put up the privacy window and turned to me.

"So what do you think?"

"It's great. I can't believe we are going to dinner in a limo." I was so excited but I managed to sit still.

"Wait till you see the restaurant, you'll flip." he said and leaned back.

We chatted most of the way and when we stopped I looked out the window. Oh my God. He was right, I did flip.

A/N: Okay sorry this took so long and sorry it's a longer chapter. Thanks for all the reviews I've received so far! Please review!