Author's Note: Here's 18! Hope you enjoy!

Not mine

Warning: Smut

Chapter 18: Planning

"Now if we put them there…" I said out loud to myself moving post-its around. I was lying stomach down on the carpet in the family room with a large guest list and table setting, trying to figure out a place for everyone. It was like planning the invasion of Normandy. Ranger was currently kissing his way up my back under his black silk shirt. "No, that won't work…"

"Babe."

"But what about…"

"Babe."

"Hmm…maybe if I stick Joe and my mother in the back corner."

Ranger sighed and came up on his side and looked at me. "Babe, I'm doing my best work here and you keep fiddling with that chart. And you can't stick the mother of the bride in the back corner with an ex-boyfriend."

"Well it was worth a shot."

"Babe, can you stop with that? I haven't been home in a week and I missed you."

"Well I need to work on this so maybe later." I went back to the chart.

He raised an eyebrow.

I looked at him. "What?"

He picked himself off the floor. "Nothing. The mood has been ruined."

I snorted. "You already ruined me five other times."

"Why are you inviting Morelli anyway?"

"I'm not."

"You know another Joe?"

"The suicidal skip last week? I promised him he could come."

"You were going to stick your mother with a criminal?"

"He was DUI. He's harmless."

He sat down on the couch. "Babe." He was shaking his head.

"Fine, I'll move on to plan b. Why would you think I'd invite Morelli?"

"Because he was your friend and one time boyfriend for thirty years."

I looked at him blankly.

"Forget I asked." He paused. "Why are you doing a seating chart anyway? We haven't even set a date yet?"

"Just being prepared." I came over and straddled his lap. Okay, so I was a fly by the seat of my pants type of girl. The real reason was I wanted it done so my mother wouldn't have any influence over it whatsoever.

"Babe," he said huskily. He put his hands on my hips. I guess he got a good look at the red lace panties I was wearing.

"What Carlos?" I asked innocently.

"You're the devil."

"Huh?" I batted my eyelashes at him.

"Have I told you how sexy you look in my shirt?"

I wolf-smiled. "Not in the last fifteen minutes."

"Well then you need to be reminded." He found my mouth with his and I instantly molded to him. His hands snaked up to my nipples and I moaned. He plunged his tongue into my mouth and I rocked my hips against his rock hard erection. He broke the kiss and started down my neck as I went for the snap of his cargoes. He lifted his hips and I pulled them off and he ripped my panties off. I grabbed his shoulders and lifted myself onto him. I moaned as he filled me with every delicious inch. He pressed his forehead into the spot where my shoulder and neck met.

"God, Babe, you feel so damn good every time."

I panted as I slowly moved up and down. Ranger unbuttoned some of the buttons and put my right nipple into his mouth and rubbed the left. His other hand snaked down and began to rub my clit furiously. I sped up my movements to match his and moaned louder.

I shattered and screamed his name. I heard him breathlessly gasp my name as he came deep inside of me. I collapsed into his chest and laid my head on his shoulder.

While enjoying our post-orgasmic glow, Ranger's phone rang. He groaned. "Don't they know what the words, 'I'm offline or die from the consequences' mean?" He reached for it anyway.

"Yo."

"Carlos! That is no way to answer the phone. I raised you better than that." I heard Maria Manoso said.

"Sorry mama, I didn't read the ID." I rolled my eyes at him. "Is there a reason you called?" I smacked Ranger. "That's no way to talk to your mother!"

"What was that? Was that Stephanie?"

"Yes, mama that was Stephanie."

"Oh, put her on the phone!" She squealed.

I shook my head and pretended to cut my throat, the universal symbol that says, 'give me that phone and I kill myself.'

"You asked for it." Ranger whispered. I grabbed the phone and continued to glare at him. "Hello Maria."

"Hello, Stephanie. How are you?"

"I'm great. How are you?"

"Just fine. Now I called Carlos, but I should be talking to you about this anyway. Grandma Rosa and Carlos's siblings Miguel and Marisol were not able to make it to dinner last Sunday and I was wondering if you would come this Sunday so that they can meet you too."

"Oh, well, I really think you should talk to Carlos about that."

"Nonsense. This is between us. So, will you come?"

I looked at Ranger. His eyes were wide, trying to ESP that he didn't want to go. I smirked at him. "We'll be there. Six o'clock?"

"Perfect."

"We'll see you then. Bye."

"Babe," he groaned.

"What? Didn't you want to go?" I asked with doe eyes.

"You're the devil."

"I think that was mentioned." I said, circling my hips on his rapidly increasing erection. We both groaned.

"Paybacks are a bitch."

"I'm counting on it."

He smiled at me, picked me up and we ran towards the bed. Ranger fell on top of me and he pushed farther inside of me. I might have screamed.

Three hours later, I was lying once again on my stomach, but on the bed, naked and covered in sweat. Ranger was lying next to me on his back and we both we're trying to catch our breaths.

"I can try to get us out of dinner." I said.

"Nah, we better go. Then this work would have been for nothing."

I snorted. "Like you weren't going to make my legs numb anyway."

He pouted at me. Yes, Ranger pouted. "I'm sorry, Babe." He started to kiss my thighs, working his way inward.

"Oh, no. Don't even think about it. I haven't slept in two weeks because of you!"

"Babe. That's not my fault."

"Sure it is. You left, I couldn't sleep. You come back, you won't let me sleep." I turned off the light next to me. "Good-night, Carlos."

He brought me into his arms. I could feel him smiling. "Night, Babe."