Here it is! FINALLY! Very sorry it couldn't be sooner.
I was punished of PC yesterday PLUS I had school to deal with.
Not to mention lack of inspiration for at LEAST a day. At LEAST!
Thanks for the review Verea!
And thank you to Malini! Right, enjoy people!
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"I get to hang up on you." And I do, feeling giddy and suicidal.
Maria bounces back to me.
"So you're dad's girlfriend?" She asks, not looking angry or anything.
"Uh…I don't know actually." I try my best to sound neutral but this topic is a bit…thing.
"Don't worry. He really likes you. Thought he was going to have a heart attack when I said you fought that Vampire all by yourself."
I smile at her, feeling butterflies flutter in my stomach.
"Hey! Want an ice cream?" I ask, already clicking the TV on and picking through my CDs.
"ICE CREAM!" She squeaks, jumping on the sofa and curling up, holding a tube of Ben & jerry's.
I hand her a spoon, plonk down with my own tube and we watch the beginning of The Mommy.
Just as Rick is kissing Evy, the lock tumbles and Ranger comes in, dressed in hot SWAT, his shirt showing off every single muscle and a jacket, hiding a few guns and knives.
"PADRE!" Maria cries, running to him and jumping on him, almost sending him sprawling to the ground.
Ranger actually laughs and I smile, relieved to see him, even if I wouldn't admit it.
He sits on the couch, hugging his daughter close and takes my hand.
Much to my surprise as you can imagine.
"I must thank you, Michelle. Maria is all I have."
I gulp, my throat dry, and nod.
"Anytime." I manage, blushing under his stare.
He gets up and walks into the kitchen to talk to his daughter.
I hear bribes of conversation, turning rapidly to a heated Spanish gibberish.
To me anyway. I may have been practicing Spanish in school; it doesn't mean I understand when two people from that country are talking at lightening speed.
Kind of like me and my French friends.
I muse to myself.
My phone rings STING and I look at the ID. UNKNOWN.
"Allo?"
"Oh god! NELLY? Your father is going nuts, everybody is going nuts!WHERE ARE YOU?"
The voice, I immediately recognize as Eizabeth, or Liza for short was…is my best friend from the life I lead at my dad's house.
She invited me over often at her house. That's where I learned how to speak French without the trace of an accent.
"Liz?" I ask cautiously.
"OUI!" yes
We talk a while in French, happy to have news of each other, me not telling her the whole truth.
Just enough to reassure her parents who are among the only people who helped me and Nick then I see Maria and Ranger come out, the daughter sulking and Ranger sporting a smug look.
I finish my conversation with a few recommendations and beep off.
"What s'up?" I ask, seeing Maria glare at her father.
"I have to go to a safe house."
I grimace and pat her sympathetically on the back.
"Tough luck girl." I can't help but grin.
"Don't look so smug, you're coming too!"
My eyes fly to Ranger and he looks away, uneasy.
"I am not going to a safe house." I state simply.
He frowns and looks me straight in the eye. I don't even blink, used to this kind of contest.
Finally, he breaks the contact and nods.
Maria hops into my room and locks herself in, silently cursing under her breath swear words I would LOVE to know.
Ranger looks at me strangely, making my blood boil and my face flush. Go figure.
My mind goes back to yesterday night. He kissed me. Did he? Or did I dream it?
Well…if he did he won't pull back this time! Blame it on…uh…nah forget it!
I lean and kiss him softly on the lips, wondering how they can be so soft.
His whole body becomes rigid the instant he sees me lean over but he soon relaxes and almost shyly starts to kiss me back.
"If you wanted to be alone you should just have said so." A voice drawls somewhere on our left.
Flushing a deep crimson, we quickly part and step back.
"Right. Let's go." Ranger mentions for Maria to follow and both troop out, Maria asking something quietly in Spanish, causing him to glare at her.
Shrugging, I close the door and pull on my lip, smiling. Wow…Dan was a good kisser but next to Ranger he's a real sissy.
I walk around my apartment three times before picking up my bag and walking out.
I arrive at the office a few minutes later to find Connie painting her nails a pale pink, sitting at her PC and Lula 'filing' a donut into her mouth.
"Hey." I mutter, letting myself fall onto the couch and sighting.
"Where's Steph?"
Just as I finish my question, the girl in question comes in, radiant.
"Hya Nell!" She squeaks, clearly the happiest girl on earth.
"Lemme guess. You got laid?" I ask her, grinning.
Her smile widens. "How did you know?"
Lula and Connie, who had actually stopped what they were doing immediately rush over.
"Who?" They ask at the same time, dragging her onto the couch next to me.
Steph takes a deep breath and looks at us, a sheepish smile on her face.
"Tank." She whispers so we barely hear it.
Lula and Connie's mouths drop but not for very long as their chatterboxes start.
I go out, feeling a slight headache come and smile as Steph tries her best to answer all the questions at once.
I wish I knew what it was I felt for Ranger. If it's just a schoolgirl crush then that's fine but…
I absent-mindedly wove my fingers in and out of my hair and stand there, alone, in the dark corridor leading to the exit and at the same time to the offices, wondering what to do.
Strong arms take me from behind and drag me into a dark corner.
Before I have time to react, Ranger's lips come crushing down onto my own and I literally melt.
His kiss is soft, attentive, and almost shy.
Were it not for his arms, I would have fallen to the floor.
I return the favor and feel him hiss, grabbing me tighter and pushing me against the wall, his whole body against mine.
Something that, mind you is in no way bad. GOD!
We part, panting and I smile at him, still clutching him to stand straight.
"Hmm…although that was VERY nice, I must ask what the occasion is."
I ask coyly, tracing the outline of his jaw with my finger.
He shudders at my touch and buries his face in my neck.
"You kissed me first you minx."
I chuckle and suck his neck gently, making him push against me again, groaning.
He kisses me again, pouring all his need in it and nips my bottom lip, requesting entrance to my mouth and I immediately comply, moaning.
He pushes us off the wall and leads us into the empty office which he locks then kisses me again, his tongue darting in and out of my mouth, his hands wondering and going under my shirt, at the base of my breasts. My hands flutter on their own accord and trace all his muscles through the thin cloth of his black shirt.
A knock on the door stops us and Tank calls out to Ranger, sounding WAY too amused for his own good.
Ranger groans and buttons his shirt back up, smoothing his hair and opening the door while I stay hidden, way too disheveled to appear publicly.
"What?" He growls, his voice hoarse.
I hear Tank snort, hiding it lamely behind a fake cough.
He says something in Spanish and Ranger only listens, occasionally nodding then he leaves, saying loud enough for me to hear:
"I'll leave you to your work."
Ranger scowls and closes the door again.
"Well that was unexpected." I smile, rearranging my clothes as best I can and looking through my purse for my lipstick and small black mirror.
I hear him chuckle and set out to apply lipstick onto my slightly swollen lips.
We go out together, Ranger raising an eyebrow at Tank's hardly concealed smile.
Ranger insists on accompanying me back to my apartment while Steph goes off with Tank to eat someplace in town.
Ranger makes a quick look through at my apartment and stares grimly at the black mark at the entrance.
"Want a cup of coffee?" I ask him, not really wanting him to leave yet.
He grins at me and nods, sitting down at the kitchen table and looking at me get the cups ready.
"What?" I ask, laughing when I catch him at it.
He shrugs, face unreadable. Hmm…
I set his cup in front of him, unconsciously giving a view of my cleavage.
Without warning, just as I set my own cup down, he grabs my shirt and pulls me to him, kissing me hungrily.
My hands fly to his belt, untuck his shirt and slip under, my fingers teasing him, pinching his nipples softly, earning a soft groan and an even hotter, if possible, kiss.
He picks me up and carries me to my room effortlessly.
"Have something in mind?" I ask him saucily, kissing his jaw, my tongue flicking out, touching where I'd just kissed him and then kissing somewhere else.
He sets me gently down and eases himself on top of me.
His kisses are hot and passionate and his hands deftly rid me of my shirt then my bra.
He massages them, trailing hot kisses over them then blowing on them; they become so hard it almost hurt.
I rid him of his own shirt and undo his pants, letting him kick them aside before lifting myself for him to return the favor.
My hands wander on the wild furnace of his torso and tease him, softly at first then harder, making his kiss deepen, his tongue entering my mouth almost harshly, and a deep, rumbling, almost-purr came from deep in his throat, making his chest vibrate.
"Te quiero, mi amor, te quiero ahora." He whispers, hands caressing my thighs and going higher every second, making me shudder and moan.
From my few years of Spanish I barely recognize his words as:
I need you, my love, I need you now.
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Well, you guys should know that chapter 11 is already started so…Review and I will find the courage to write! Hehe, anyway, hope you liked it and c ya soon!