Okay, so I know this one's shorter, but it's got more dialogue (which is my favorite part of the story). It made me laugh, so I hope it makes you guys laugh.

Not mine.

A few hours later, I was back to reading my magazine in the waiting room. Ranger had gone back to see his parents. It made my heart melt to think about Mrs. Manoso. The love of her life was lying unconscious in the hospital and she wasn't even contemplating leaving him.

After a few minutes, the back of my neck tingled. I knew Ranger was back and by the hushed voices, he was talking to someone.

My heart sank when I saw the beautiful woman he was talking to. She was perfect for him. Tall, with dark skin, hair and eyes and I assumed one hell of an attitude by the way her hands were perched on her perfect, slim hips. I hid my head back into my magazine, trying to disappear.

"What the hell are you doing here?" The woman asked me.

I could feel my mouth making fish faces. Did he actually have a girlfriend? Was Joe right? Was I wasting my time?

She hit Ranger in the shoulder. "She looks dead on her feet! Is this any way to treat your girlfriend, Carlos?"

"Celia…"

Wait, what?

She turned back to me. "He usually has better manners than this. Our father taught him better than that. I'm Celia, by the way and it's finally nice to meet you." She said, holding out her hand.

I shook it, making more fish impressions. Finally?

She rolled her eyes. "I see he hasn't told you anything about us." She hit Ranger again. "Papa would smack you upside the head." She turned back to me. "We hear nothing but stories about you. It's all that ever comes out of his mouth. Every once in a while we hear something about Julie, but he spends most of his breath talking about you. Now I see why. "

"Celia…" Ranger growled out. Was he…blushing?

I giggled and he turned his stare to me. "Hey, I was just sitting here."

I swear he just rolled his eyes.

She turned back to Ranger. "You," she said, poking him in the chest. "Take her home."

"It's okay, I drove here."

Her eyes narrowed at him. "You let her drive herself here?" She started yelling at him in rapid Spanish.

Now it looked like Ranger was cowering in fear. I needed to get my eyes checked. Maybe get a bed next to Mr. Manoso because I have a brain tumor. Ranger never cowers at anyone.

I looked at my watch. Yikes. It was already eleven at night. "I don't mind. I can drive myself home."

Celia looked at me. "You will do no such thing." She turned back to Ranger. "Take her home and stay there yourself. You're making everyone crazy by hovering. There's nothing more you can do here unless you can miraculously wake Papa up. I'm going to try to get Mama to leave. You go. Lester can drive the Porsche home."

Lester, who was sitting in the corner, perked at this. "Hell yeah I can!" And he ran to get to the car.

"Take the keys!" Ranger yelled at his retreating back.

"Don't need 'em!" He yelled back.

Ranger sighed. "Great, he's going to destroy the dashboard trying to show off his hot-wiring skills."

I giggled again. This was too priceless. I was going to store this under Information about Batman/ Future Blackmail.

He looked at me. "Ready?"

"Sure."

The ride back to my apartment was silent and Ranger went in first to do his sexy SWAT thing. When he deemed it stalker free, I went to the kitchen for a beer.

"I like your sister." I said, after taking a pull of the Corona.

Ranger reached into the refrigerator and pulled out another beer. "She's a handful."

"She's awesome."

"You just like her because she'll tell you all the dirty secrets of my childhood."

"That's a big plus."

He hooked an arm around my neck. "Anything you want to know, just ask."

"Where do baby's come from?"

"Smartass." He said grinning. "I'd rather show you that one."

I blushed. "Jeez."

Ranger grin widened.

We finished our beers and lingered in the kitchen. I gave Rex a carrot and potato chip. He stopped running and ran for the chip.

"Like mother, like rodent."

"Hey, be nice. He's a hamster."

He smiled at me again. "I should go."

I snorted. "How? You have no car."

"I can call Tank."

"Or you can stay here."

"Babe."

"What? I'm a big girl. And single. I can share my bed with anyone I want."

He stared at me for a moment. I was guessing he was weighing his options on whether it was safe or not. He sighed. "Fine," he said. "You can drop me off at RangeMan in the morning."

"Deal. You have a pair of boxers in the drawer."

"Try not to fondle me this time. It's very hard to leave the bed when you have your hand on my junk."

I blushed a little. "I do not fondle you! And don't be so smug! You do it too. I don't know how many times I've felt your hand on my ass or on my breast."

"Babe."

I huffed to the bed. "Goodnight Ranger."

"Night, Babe."

The next morning, I wasn't surprised to find Ranger's hand on my breast. I sighed.

"Ranger." I whispered.

"What?" He whispered back. When did Ranger get more playful?

"Your hand."

His hand started to caress my nipple. "What about it?"

"Ughhh…It needs too…God…"

I could feel him chuckling. "Do you want me to stop?" He asked, kissing my neck.

"Yes…No…Yes…You need to get back to work."

His hand started to travel south. "I could think a few things I'd rather be doing."

"Tank's going to be mad."
"Tank can wait."

"You have to be there for the meetings right? Get all updated on the goings on?"

His hand stopped inches, (inches!) from the promise land. "You're trying to tell me something."

"You've got work to do and I've got skips to catch." I said plainly.

He sighed and rested his forehead on my shoulder. "One of these days, you're not going to be able to say no."

I didn't disagree. It was only a matter of time before I said yes.

"Babe. Information to the enemy." He got up and walked to the shower. Boy did I enjoy that view.

After we had both showered and downed a cup of coffee, we were off. Ten minutes later, I was dropping Ranger at the front door. "Thanks, Babe." He said, kissing me on the mouth. Deeply. I moaned into his mouth and his tongue started to stroke mine.

After a few more seconds he pulled away, trying to catch his breath. He gave me a brilliant smile and walked into the building.

As I drove to the office, I could still feel my lips tingling.