This is my first story... Please let me know what you think by reviewing! None of these characters are mine, they belong to J. Evanovich. Hope you enjoy...

Language, Sex, and Adult Themes apply...

This is my version of Janet's 16th book.

Ranger's POV

Steph barged into the conference room ten minutes late. Her face was red and her eyes were puffy. I had no doubt that she had been crying, and I hated that I didn't know why. I wanted to wrap this meeting up quickly so we could talk before we all had to pack up and leave.

Lester and Tank were teasing Stephanie about being late and that it was no surprise, since she had been out shopping. She smiled and lightly punched Lester's arm, who was sitting next to her.

I stood up and the chatter stopped. It was good being the boss.

Stephanie's POV

Being back at Rangeman with everyone took my mind off the situation that occurred with Joe and I was ready to focus on tonight's job.

Ranger stood up and I looked at him, my eyes falling just below his belt buckle. I looked away quickly, hoping he hadn't noticed. I tried to focus on his face, but once again, my gaze dropped down to his package. I looked back up, trying to be nonchalant about it, but the look in Ranger's eyes told me I had been caught. I could feel my face heat up. His smiled at me, knowing I was embarrassed, and got right down to business.

"We're looking for an individual tonight. He's the boss of a dedicated group of career criminals. Not only are they career criminals, but they are ruthless killers. Tonight we're just going to get a taste of what we'll be up against. We need to figure out who works for who and we need to stay under their radar tonight. Understood?"

"But Rang.." I started to speak, when he abruptly cut me off.

"Everyone's dismissed, meet you in the garage in an hour. Stephanie, you stay behind. I would like to discuss something with you."

Lester, Tank, Bobby, and three other Merry Men stood up and started towards the door. Lester made a point to walk by wiggling his eyebrows, singing "Oooh, Bombshell's in trouble! Bombshell's in trouble!"

I rolled my eyes and watched them clear out of the room. I looked over at Ranger and could tell he was still in business mode, blank mask still in place.

"What's up?" I asked. "What did I do to deserve detention?" Giving him a coy smile.

I watched the smile start to appear in his eyes as the blank mask fell away from his face. His gorgeous chocolate pools, lightening by the second.

"Well babe," he started, "I was a little worried about you when you first came in, looking like you just got done crying. Care to explain?"

I did not want to explain, but I didn't want Ranger to worry, either. I was contemplating whether or not to tell him, when he looked down at me, and said the one thing he knew would make me explain. "Please."

The man knew me well. I was a sucker whenever he said that word.

"Well, I ran into Joe at the mall." I said, quickly.

"And?" Ranger said, sounding more than a little curious.

Ranger's POV

"And..." Steph said, "And wegotinanargumentandItoldhim togetthehelloutofmylife."

"Whoa, how about you try saying that again, a little slower this time, babe."

Steph let out a big sigh and started fidgeting around, when finally, she said, "We got in an argument and I told him, I told him to get the hell out of my life, more or less." She explained the full story to me and I was proud she stood up for herself.

This wasn't the first time they had a falling out, but Stephanie seemed to be more serious than ever about it this time. My heart swelled up just thinking about her and the cop breaking up. I didn't like the cop, and truthfully, I had been waiting for this for a long time.

"I'm sorry, Stephanie." And I really did mean it, for the most part. Okay... not really. I was sorry she had to put up with his moronic attitude towards her lifestyle for so long, and that her feelings were hurt, but that was about it.

"Yeah, you really look sorry, Batman.." She said sarcastically, a smile playing on those luscious, pink lips of hers. I couldn't tell you the last time I had kissed those perfect lips, but I can tell you that I had been waiting for an opportunity to do it again, for quite some time.

I slowly walked towards her, backing her up into door of the conference room. I pressed my body up against hers, resting one of my thighs between both of legs. I put my hands on her hips, creating even more sexual tension. I heard a sexy, little moan come out of her mouth when I put my mouth next to her ears and said, "It's hard to be sorry when you come in here looking at me like I'm the last boston creme donut on earth, babe."

"Well maybe you shouldn't look so yummy, then." She purred back at me, her eyes looking darker than usual.

I could feel my pants tighten in the front. Just being around her made me hard as a rock. "You're playing with fire, babe. I hope you know what you're doing." And then I planted a kiss on her lips, letting her know exactly what I meant.

Stephanie's POV

His kiss was made up of lust, tension, and so much desire for more, that I couldn't even think straight. He slowly pulled away and opened the door. We walked out and I looked over at the man who could ruin my panties with just one look. He looked equally as turned on as I felt.

"Meet you in the garage at 10:00," I yelled to Ranger, practically running to the elevator. If I didn't put at least 5 floors between us, I was bound to do something crazy, like rip his clothes off in a fury and jump his bones right in front of conference room B.

I had to go home anyway to feed Rex before we left for the night.

I walked into my shabby little apartment and sighed. Even with all the work I had been doing, I still didn't have much furniture in my apartment. Or food in my fridge, for that matter, I thought when I opened up the door. I, at least, had carrots to feed Rex. I cut a few up and threw them in his bowl, scooped him up and placed a little kiss on his furry head, and told him I would be back tomorrow.

I went to my bedroom closet to grab some pajamas and clothes for tomorrow, and then snagged my toothbrush, blow dryer, hair gel, makeup, and nixed the razor, remembering I, thankfully, shaved everything this morning.

At five of ten, I found myself pulling back into the Rangeman garage, where some of the guys were already loading up a couple SUVs.

I grabbed the bags out of the backseat, and was about to load them into one of the SUVs Tank was standing next to, when Ranger stepped out of the elevator with the rest of the Merry Men who were coming tonight.

Lester noticed the Victoria's Secret bag right away. "Bombshell," he said, very seriously, "If you need to get a second opinion on whatever sexy, little things you have in that bag, I would be more than happy to give you my input." He gave me that devilish smile of his and winked.

"In your dreams, Santos." Growled Ranger. He walked over and took all my bags out of my hands and loaded them into the trunk of his.. I must have been drooling, because Ranger came up beside me and closed my mouth. Leaning back on his heels, he smiled and said "Maserati GranTarismo Sport, she's a beauty, huh, Babe?"

"Um, yeah!" If I didn't have such bad luck with cars, I might actually consider getting inside it.

"Babe." Ranger's ESP had obviously kicked in to hear that. "You're riding with me. The guys will take two of the SUVs." There was no use trying to argue with him. Tank walked over and opened my door for me and shut it, "Bomber," he said, smiling, "See you in an hour."

"Ready to roll?" Ranger asked.

"I was born ready, Batman." I said, as he gunned it out of the garage.

Once we hit the highway, Ranger really opened her up. "This car has 454 horsepower, Babe. Goes 0 to 60 in 4.7 seconds." He informed me, grinning ear to ear.

I looked over at the speedometer, it read 140. Normally, any reasonable person would be getting a little nervous, and if it was anyone else in the driver's seat, I would be too. But it was Ranger, and I trusted him with my life. Besides that, he looked damn sexy speeding down the interstate.

Ranger was in his zone, so I didn't want to bother him. I went into my own zone, and before I knew it. We were making our way through the city. Ranger pulled up to a valet in the middle of Times Square.

"Welcome to The Westin New York," said a sharply dressed valet. "I'll have your things brought up for you Mr. Manoso. Enjoy your stay."

We walked into the lobby of the hotel, and I was a little more than impressed. The hotel had a masculine feel, with large dark cherry walls and gorgeous marble tiled floors. "I take it by the look on your face, you won't miss your apartment too much tonight." Ranger said.

Ranger checked us in and got the keys for four rooms. He walked back over to me with a shit eating grin on his face, just as the other guys were arriving. "Steph, it seems they overbooked one of our rooms with the two double beds, so were stuck with one king size bedroom. I hope you won't mind sharing with me too much."

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