Thank you all for the reviews. I really appreciate them. I hope you are enjoying the story. This is just a little "fluff" chapter to get teh story moving, but i still hope you enjoy it.
Junior reached for the gun he had stashed under the kitchen counter and motioned for Stephanie to stay in the kitchen. As he made his way to the living room, he heard Kilo growling and a voice telling him to behave.
"He only answers to those he knows, Drew. What the hell are you and Mateo doing here and why are you letting yourself in my house?"
"Care to call your guard dog off?" Drew asked.
"Not until you answer my questions." The look in Junior's eyes was not one his co-workers had seen. Then again, none of his co-workers ever just entered his house uninvited. "I suggest you answer now before I say one word to my dog."
Mateo stepped forward and said, "We heard you had company and wanted to meet the Bombshell. I told Drew we shouldn't drop by, but he was driving and said it would be fine."
"Kilo, retreat," Kilo offered his paw to Junior who shook it and then Kilo went to the kitchen. Sunshine followed him after she sniffed Junior.
"Get the hell out of my house. I didn't invite you. I never told you where I lived. I never said you could come over anytime you wanted and I sure as hell NEVER said you could walk in my house like you lived here. We will be discussing this tomorrow morning in the gym. Leave now before I use my gun."
Mateo grabbed Drew by the arm and dragged him outside. "I'm sorry Junior. I told him this was a bad idea."
Junior slammed the door shut and locked it. As he walked back to the kitchen, he pulled his phone off his belt and called the office. After explaining to Romeo what happened, he hung up and pulled Stephanie to him. "I'm sorry, Sunshine. I have no idea they had my address or that they would show up here. They are both newbies and about to get their asses handed to them tomorrow morning. They are damn lucky I didn't tell Kilo to attack. They wouldn't have gotten out alive."
Stephanie wrapped her arms around Clinton and squeezed him tight. "Why is everyone wanting to meet me? I just wanted a vacation and time with you. I didn't even realize the other offices knew much about me. I mean I do searches for them sometimes, but not really."
"I think the guys at Trenton have talked about you so much and all the amazing things you do, that the other offices, at least Boston, is jealous. Then when they found out I was dating you, they became obsessed to find out who could meet you first. I'm sorry." Junior hung his head down and sighed. "Do you want to go back to Trenton?"
Stephanie tipped his head up a little so she could see in his eyes, "No, I'm right where I want to be for the next few days. Well, almost where I want to be."
"Where do you want to be?" he whispered.
"In your arms," was all she was able to say before he kissed her hard. The make out session was hot and heavy, but Stephanie pulled back first. "Dinner first. We need fuel for energy."
Clinton rested his forehead against Stephanie's and tried to get his breathing under control. Finally, he pulled her off the counter, not really remembering how she ended up sitting up there, and they walked to the front door. As he grabbed his keys from the dish he asked, "Chinese, Thai, Japanese, or Italian?"
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After dinner, Clinton and Stephanie headed back towards his house when his phone rang. "Hello?" Clinton said as he answered it on blue tooth.
"Hey Junior, are you working?" came a female voice.
"No, I'm off until tomorrow morning. What do you need?"
"Can you please come over? I just got home and there is a heavy box on my porch that I need help getting inside. It won't take long," she said.
"On my way. Be there in ten."
"Thanks, door is open," came the reply before the phone disconnected. Junior pulled in a driveway and looked over at Stephanie. "Well, this isn't how I wanted to do this, but I guess it's the way it's going to happen."
Stephanie sat there trying to figure out what was going on and what Clinton meant. Before she could figure it out, he opened her door and reached for her hand. Walking up the steps, he opened the front door and ushered Stephanie inside.
"It's me," he yelled and leaned down waiting for the chocolate lab that he knew was going to come running to the front door. "Hey there, Pepper." The lab sat down at Junior's feet and offered her paw. "Steph, this is Pepper, she's..."
"Oh thank you for coming over tonight, Junior. I really appreciate it." The woman walked up and kissed Junior on his cheek. Stephanie wasn't sure who this was, but she was having a hard time keeping her jealousy in check. "Oh you must be Stephanie. I'm so happy you are here. Junior said you were coming but I wasn't sure if it was this week or next." The woman pulled Stephanie in for a hug."
"Un, yes, I'm Stephanie, and you are?"
"Oh my gosh. He didn't tell you where he was heading? I'm so sorry. I'm Clarissa, or Rissa for short. I'm Junior's sister."
"Ah, yeah, he didn't tell me where we were going," Stephanie laughed. "It is really nice to meet you."
Rissa punched Junior in the arm, "Why didn't you tell her you were coming here? Can't you see how uncomfortable she was? Probably thought you had a girl on the side."
"I didn't think about it. You knew I had a sister and I guess I just assumed you knew that was where we were heading. I'm sorry, Sunshine. Forgive me?"
Stephanie hugged and kissed him, "I forgive you. I didn't mean to feel jealous."
"Okay, now help me get this box inside and you two can go home and enjoy the rest of the evening. But, know Pop is going to want to meet her while she's here." Junior helped Rissa bring in the box from the porch and placed it in the kitchen.
"All set? Do you need me to hook it up?" He knew it was a new refrigerator as the current one was old and not working properly.
"No, I got it from here. Thanks, little brother. Now go enjoy your night. And had you told me you had company, I would have found someone else to help me."
Rissa hugged Stephanie goodbye and watched Junior help her into his truck. After Junior got in the driver seat, he turned to Stephanie, "I'm sorry. It really slipped my mind that you had no idea who had called and where we were going."
"It's fine. Don't worry about it," Stephanie said as she grabbed his hand and squeezed. "She's nice, but I'm glad we have the rest of the night alone."
Putting the truck in gear, Junior drove them to his place and hoped there would be no more interruptions for the night.