Thank you for all the reviews. I will get to you and thank you in a PM for taking the time to write one. It's like nectar to a bee. These are Janet's characters, except for Bear, he's mine, and I'm just playing with them.
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"Don't worry, my dear Stephanie. Tank has allowed me to inform you that he is stateside. It won't be long. You'll see. Will you be needing anything else?"
I shook my head and thanked her with a hug and a kiss, promising her I would be alright. I then had a quick shower to freshen up, using that luscious Bulgari shower gel, before going to bed, in that luscious 1000 thread count bed of luxury. I lay there reflecting on my eventful day. I am the luckiest girl. Oh sweet dreams to me.
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Boxes of Red: Chapter 3
With bed linen as divine as was in Ranger's bed, I had little trouble falling asleep and had a quite an amazingly good sleep. Even in my dreams that man can make my heart rate increase and I was so aroused when I woke up sensing someone had been in my room. Correction. Ranger's room. Was that Bulgari that I could smell? Did he come to me in the night or was it a dream? I must have been dreaming, very vivid and erotic dreams of Ranger and his warm, hard body and those warm hands, his mouth, his tongue and … Oh boy. Surely if he had been here I would have felt his presence, felt his touch, his lips. Or perhaps, sadly, since I had a shower before retiring last night, the lingering fragrance of Bulgari was from me. Ohhh. I miss him. I rolled over and walked into his beautiful bathroom and decided a shower would help cool my hormones. I needed something to eat, something sweet before going down to the gym. I grabbed my water bottle and some grapes and gave some to my little buddy Rex. Twitching his whiskers with a look of approval, he stuffed two of them in his cheek pouches and held the other in his tiny paws, tumbling it momentarily before taking a hearty bite and then dashed into his little cubby house. No more soup cans for him in his new condo. What do you reckon in a building full of men?
Once I was dressed in my Rangeman black gym gear I skipped down the stairs, not the elevator, to meet Hector and Zip. They greeted me with a hug and a kiss as I came over to the mats for my stretches. My flexibility has amazed even me. In fact, I am astounded. I know the Merry Men are impressed as well. If someone had said my body was capable of this level of suppleness, I would have scoffed and laughed at them. Today they were showing me a new routine and other exercises to do after my treadmill and bike sessions with weights, kick boxing, some rowing as well and an express session of rapid repetitions and then my usual cool down and stretches, yoga style. This routine had a lot more cardio. I enjoyed the boxing to the pads but found I was weary quickly with punching the pads as Hector held them. I felt tired yet invigorated using muscles in both my upper and lower body.
"Si. That's good, Chica." He changed the height of the pads and with that the tempo also slowed as I didn't have to reach as high. I was putting all my strength into it so he had Zip demonstrate how to conserve energy by controlling my stance, my breathing and focusing on the target not the actual power I wanted to exert. After some more hit ups, Zip pulled my gloves off and handed me my water bottle and towel, ruffling my hair in the process. We went through the stretches together and it felt very liberating as I composed my breathing and focused on my Zen zone, my eyes closed and all the gym noises disappearing into the distance. I was in my virtual Japanese garden, peaceful and Zen.
"You did well, Chiquita. It well get easier as you strengthen that core." Zip said quietly, not intruding too much on my tranquillity.
Hal and Cal had been watching from the ring as they completed their kick boxing rounds.
"You are looking pretty lethal there, Angel," Cal remarked as Zip pulled me to a standing position.
Hal nodded then added, "Those stretches are amazing. My sister did them as part of her ballet cool down and, wow, you nailed it. If I didn't know better, I'd say you had done ballet all along."
"Thanks guys. Got to go. Places to be. Work to be done. My boss might get cranky if I hang out too much." I winked at them as I left the gym. I jogged up the stairs. Go figure. This is the new me, fit and empowered.
After a refreshing shower I came into the dining area, in my Rangeman black, to find that Ella had set out my breakfast with a red rose tied with a black ribbon. And there it was … another red box with a black bow. I took a sip of my coffee and slowly undid the bow. It was a slim box and as I opened it, of course, there was a Rangeman card this time with Ranger's distinct writing. Something sexy for my sexy Babe. My heart flipped and skipped a beat with excitement as butterflies fluttered and flipped in my tummy and further I was really curious. Carefully I peeled open the black tissue paper to reveal a pair of red lacy cheekini panties, very sexy. They were gorgeous and definitely sexy. I might have to use my teeth to peel these off your sexy ass, Babe. Oh boy. Is it hot in here? I needed something bigger than the card to fan my face. So red continues to prevail.
I ate my breakfast and placed the box with all the others on the tallboy in the bedroom. I was getting quite a collection: the classic Venetian filigree mask, the beautiful dancing shoes, the thigh holster, the tools of the trade kit, my little Nano Beretta and now these sexy red cheekinis. I pulled myself away from them and after brushing my teeth and braiding my hair I went to the control room.
I grabbed a bottle of water from the break room and proceeded to my cubicle only to be intercepted by a pouting Lester.
"Beautiful," he whined.
"Lester?"
"The post-it notes … so not fair. That was mean." He pouted. "But I would really like to s-" and once again Bobby clipped him upside the head.
"Santos!" he warned.
"Sorry, Beautiful. You know me too well, it seems."
I grinned and gave him a wink. "Yup!" making the P with one of those popping sounds.
"Nobody gets to play with my sssexy lingerrrie except your cousin, Lesterrrr Santosssss," I purred as I strutted like a Veronica's Secret catwalk angel towards him, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"And Lesssterrr … I do have a surprise for you …" He looked expectantly at me, almost salivating as I stage whispered in his ear. "You wanna know my favourrrite -." Once again I zapped him with my new mini lipstick stun gun as he crumpled to the floor.
All the guys erupted into hysterical laughter after a momentary stunned pause as I walked triumphantly back to my cubicle.
"Too easy and so much fun," I chuckled, very pleased with myself and my stealth moves.
"I can't believe he fell for it again," Bobby said, shaking his head in disbelief.
Hector smirked at me holding up his phone with a wink. "Got it, Chica."
Finally the control room settled down after a few more sniggers but Tank's booming laughter came from his office when Hector had emailed it to all computers as a repeating loop of Lester going down again and again. Hmm. I had his attention completely and I was quite pleased with my deception.
"Little Girl, if Santos gives me any shit, can you sort him out for me? Sorry I missed the real thing but Hector worked his magic. May I add that you nailed it with your Victoria's Secret catwalk strut?"
"Yeah and that sexy purr, Angel," smiled Cal. "But you got him before with the same routine and he fell for it again? Oh, man!"
Starting up some searches I was aware of a presence behind me. A cautious Bear approached my cubicle. He was grinning but wary, and, he was holding another black bowed red box.
"Don't worry, Bear. It's safe," I remarked casually, using his words from our first encounter. He breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward. I signed the tablet in exchange for the box. Heads popped up and craned to see what was within.
Where for art thou? was my new message. As I opened the small square box, within was a pair of earrings, white gold studs for the second hole in my ear, a delicate pair of diamond studs. Oh boy. So we can keep track of you. Forgive I looked up, a bit overcome with their generosity.
Zip and Hector stood beside me. Zip put his finger up to his lip with a sudden silence gesture and a whimsical expression on his face.
"We all pitched in and we can disable them remotely at your or Ranger's request immediately. We just want to make sure you are safe. Bossman has approved."
"Well." I breathed out. "This is all too much, guys. Tank? Care to explain what is going on?" I glared at him directly, not angry, but something was going on and I wanted to know. He smiled and raised one eyebrow.
"Come into my office and we shall discuss." He glanced at the Merry Men and with barely a nod indicated for a select few to join us. Hmm. This had better be good.
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So what is going on with the Merry Men?
Why so many Boxes of Red?
What else is there to come?