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Chapter 7

Can you have orgasms in your sleep? I just wondered because damn, Ranger's magic and fire even when I'm dreaming.

I hauled my ass out of my bed and stumbled to the shower. I froze as I entered the bathroom, suddenly I could see myself standing there with Ranger's hands on me. I fanned myself ineffectually with my hands and told myself just to get in and have a shower; just because Ranger was standing there yesterday, it was no big deal – stop being childish. Unfortunately that was part of the problem; I was having a very adult reaction to the thought of Ranger being there.

I showered and dressed quickly, and then I headed to the kitchen for some breakfast. It was s'mores pop tart day. I just finished eating when my cell beeped.

Good dreams Babe? Love Ric x

I grinned and bit my lip, contemplating my reply.

They were pretty damn good; I think the reality would have been better though...You? Love Babe x

The dreams had been good, but they still didn't have shit on actual 'Ranger loving', as Lula termed it. I used to think 'ruination' was macho bullshit. I now know how wrong I had been. Ranger is the King of Ruination, the Prince of the Multiple Orgasm and the Lord of the Oh God More, Just Like That Ranger.

Baap Beep Beep.

They were amazing, but you're right, the reality would have been much better ;) Have a good day, I might see you at the office if you hurry up and get your fine ass here...Love Ric x

I grabbed my bag and my jacket and was out of the door in seconds, legging it out to my car. I broke the speed limits getting there, but Ranger's BMW was still parked at the curb when I arrived.

I angled out of my car and walked calmly into the office.

'You're early.' Connie noted, surprised.

I shrugged, 'I didn't have anywhere better to be. You got any new files for me?'

'Just the one.' Connie said, handing me my new file.

'Cool.' I snagged it, and then I sat down on the mangy brown leather couch to read it.

I had just opened it up, when Vinnie's door opened, and I knew Batman entered the room by the tingle that ran through me.

'Yo.' Ranger said.

I looked up and met his warm eyes. 'Yo yourself.'

'Can I talk to you outside?' Ranger asked.

'Sure.' I got up and Ranger's hand settled on the back of my neck, guiding me out of the office to the alley.

He pushed me gently against the wall and leaned into me, his lips stopping a bare millimetre from my lips, 'Hey Babe.' He said.

'Hey Ric.'

His lips pressed lightly against mine and I could feel his lips turn up in a smile.

Ranger drew back, his eyes searching for something, evidently he found it, because his smile widened and then he leaned forward and gave me a bone-melting kiss. His hot tongue invaded my willing mouth, and I gave a moan of desire as he let his hard body push more firmly against mine.

My hands slipped under his tight t-shirt, feeling his deliciously muscular body shiver under my fingertips. His skin was warm and firm, and I wanted nothing more than to lick every inch of his mocha muscles.

'Oh God Babe.' He panted. His chest was heaving against the constraints of his shirt, and his breathing was ragged and uneven. I wasn't in much better shape. 'Ric.' I moaned.

Somehow my legs were wrapped around him, and even through my jeans I could feel his desire. I rocked my hips slightly and he moaned.

'Jesus Babe.' He groaned. 'You've got to stop that or I won't be held responsible for my actions.'

'Sounds fun.' I whispered, rocking my hips again.

His eyes darkened…but then his cell rang.

He clenched his jaw and blew out an aggravated breath through his nose.

'Yo.' He answered, sounding pissed at being interrupted. 'What? Fine. Give me ten.'

Ranger turned to me, 'I'm sorry Babe, I've got to go, the FBI agent I'm supposed to be meeting has turned up early, and he's not the sort you leave waiting.'

I nodded reluctantly and tried to untangle my legs, 'Not yet.' Ric said, leaning forward and kissing the living daylights out of me.

'Have a good day Babe.'

'You too.' I managed.

'I'll speak to you later.' Ric promised, and then he was gone, leaving me standing there on rubber legs in the dark alley, feeling dazed and frustrated.

I staggered back into the office and Lula exchanged glances with Connie. 'Don't think she be getting any.' Said Lula.

'Frustrated.' Connie agreed.

'But she be getting something – look at those lips, if those haven't been kissed I don't know what has been.'

'The Wizard's been doing some magic.' Connie grinned.

'Maybe we should check he knows all the magic words?' Lula suggested.

'Avada-kedavara?' I asked.

'That too. I was thinking more along the lines of the magic words of 'orgasm' and 'fucking-like bunnies' and –'

'He knows those words.' I interrupted Lula, 'he invented those words. As well as the phrase 'well endowed'.'

Connie and Lula were gaping at me, 'You slept with Ranger and you didn't tell us?' Connie all but yelled.

'It was a secret.' I said defensively. A delicious yummy secret.

'There ain't no secrets in this sisterhood.' Lula said firmly, 'spill it girl.'

So I spent the next two hours describing Ranger's and my last encounter, including the details of the morning after. 'And he said his lifestyle doesn't lend itself to relationships…which I'm beginning to understand. Every time things start to get really hot, someone calls his cell and he has to rush off to save the world.'

I sighed. 'No one mentions how hard it is to be in lust with a superhero.'

'You sure it's just lust?' Connie said, 'Cos I've seen the way he looks at you, and yeah, there's lust in spades, but there's something else too.'

'Damn straight, Batman's fallen for Wonder Woman.' Lula agreed.

'Dangermouse.' I corrected.

'What?' Lula said.

'Nevermind.'

I made a quick escape, muttering about skips and things to do, places to be.

I succeeded in my capture of Kathryn Falisy, which is cool because I got nearly $2000, and there was no danger involved – for once, one of my skips had genuinely forgotten her court date. There's a first for everything.

It was seven o'clock pm when my cell started beeping again.

Hey Babe, did you have a good day? You ok for doing distraction tonight? Love Ric x

I typed my response quickly, swallowing the last of my cookie.

It was ok: no shootings, no dead bodies, no garbage. You? Distraction is fine, what time and what do I wear? Love Babe x

Moments later my phone beeped.

Beep Beep Beep.

One message received.

It was ok: no shootings, no arrests. Distraction is at 10 o'clock, it's morally right, and you should wear that little black dress. Love Ric x

I smiled; glad he knew that my next question was going to be about whether it was morally right or not. The fact that Ranger didn't mention the law suggested that the distraction may be a little legally grey, but I know he wouldn't endanger me in any way, legally or otherwise.

Glad it's morally right, I'm guessing it's legally grey huh? ;) 10 o'clock is fine, which little black dress in particular? I have a lot. Love Babe x

I put down my phone and started tidying my lounge quickly, it wouldn't take me long but I wanted it tidy in case Ranger came and picked me up later.

Beep Beep Beep.

Not grey exactly...just not white g I meant that tight LBD that you got a note on your windscreen about. But if you have lots of LBDs maybe I should come over and help you pick...You could model for me? Love Ric x

I felt my body tighten and my breath caught slightly. My heart started to beat furiously as I typed my response.

I'd love to model for you. I'm home now, when are you free? Love Babe x

I squinched my eyes shut and pressed send.

Moments later my phone beeped again.

I'm on my way.