Okay, so I'm back. Sorry that took so long. I kept getting distracted in RL. I actually had this written and the next (and final! tear!) chapters written, but hadn't worked on it anymore than that.

Not mine. The plot and any mistakes are.

Warning: smut.

I woke up the next morning to the sound of Ranger's alarm. Groaning as the little men in my head got to work, I sunk lower into the pillow. Ranger shut off the alarm and cuddled me into him, stroking my naked back.

Wait, naked back?

"Ranger? What happened last night?" Never drink that much again, I told myself. Not only was the hangover a killer, but if I had sex with my Cuban Sex God, I wanted to remember.

I looked up to see him frowning. "What?" I asked.

"What do you remember?"

That explains the look. He thought I forgot about our talk. Stupid man. The minute Batman tells me he loves me without qualifiers is going to be burned in my brain. I smiled softly and rubbed his rough cheek. "I remember that." I said. "I was talking about being naked."

He smirked. "You said you loved the feel of the sheets against your skin. Then you took off your shirt and bra."

"You didn't stop me?"

"I was enjoying the view."

I rolled my eyes and blushed.

"But," he started. "You remember everything else?"

It was sweet that he needed reassurance. "Every word. Down to the part where you lied and said I snored."

He mentally rolled his eyes. I could see it floating in his head! "Babe, I've never lied."

"Well, you are now. I don't snore."

"I have to be at work in an hour and this is what you want to do?"

"Nope." I smiled.

He rolled onto me. "That's better."

He kissed me and worked his way down to my neck. I arched my back into him when he sucked my nipple into his mouth. Ranger said something I couldn't understand.

"What?"

"Move in with me."

I stared at him, eyes wide. "Why?"

"Because I love you and I want you here with me every day."

"But…but I can be moody and picky and…"

"How is this different than any other day?"

I glared at him. "You want to get laid ever again."

He smiled at me. "Empty threats, Babe."

Damn, he knew me too well.

"Babe," he said, leaning over me and cupping my cheek. "Every night that you're here, I wake up happier than I've ever been in my entire life. When you don't spend the night here, I can't wait to see you in the morning. This just takes out the waiting and makes me happy every day. I hope it makes you as happy as it does me."

Damn, it did. I loved waking up cuddled in Ranger's arms. I felt save. Secure.

Loved.

I thought about it some more and then nodded.

Ranger gave me a huge smile.

"But if this doesn't work out, I want the option to move back out."

"You won't need to, but deal. Grandma Mazur can move in to your apartment until I can convince you that you don't need to keep it anymore."

"You are too good for me. And my father."

He smirked and went back to kissing my breast. He traveled lower and lower until he reached my very wet folds.

"Mmm," he said, giving my most tender flesh a sold lick. He licked me again and his lips closed around my clit, flicking and rubbing it with his tongue.

"Ranger…" I moaned.

He slid his fingers into me and I was off.

As I was floating down, he kissed his way up my body and slid into me. I lifted my hips and met his.

He started to thrust slowly in and out. I raised my hips to speed up his thrusts.

"Patience, Babe."

"Patience, smatience. Fuck me."

He smiled, but his thrusts continued slowly. I clenched my inner muscles around him and he thrusted hard into me.

"That was low, Babe." He said, eyes narrowed. But he started to slam into me. I cried out as my orgasm began to work its way through me.

"Ohmigod…ohmigod…ohmigod!" I screamed when my orgasm tore through me. Ranger's hand found my clit and I went over again. I felt him thrust once more and then he spilled inside of me.

A few minutes later, he gently pulled out and rolled onto his back. I followed him down and laid my head on his chest.

"Best wake up ever." He said, grinning.

"Mmm," I said, kissing his chest. "I agree."

And then I fell back asleep.

"Babe, do you seriously want this?" Ranger asked, picking up something I didn't recognize.

"What the hell is that?"

He shrugged. I became nervous when he started to smile. "Babe, I didn't know you were into the kinky."

"What? I'm not…"

"It vibrates." Ranger turned it on to show me.

Now I remember. "Sheesh. Connie gave me that. I've never used it. Throw it out."

Ranger stuck it in his pocket.

"Ranger!"

He just grinned at me and taped one of the boxes shut.

Today was moving day. I was officially moving in with Batman today. After two weeks, he finally conned me into it.

Conned me by withholding my orgasms.

Sneaky bastard.

"I'll pack your clothes."

"Oh no, mister. You stay out of my dresser. Last time you went in there to pack, you fingered my underwear and then you fingered me. We're already behind."

"It's not my problem you have very sexy lingerie, Babe."

"You bought it!"

He looked at me and smiled. "I sure did. Best birthday present ever."

"I'm starting to feel like you had your interests in mind when you bought it for my birthday."

"Sure did."

I rolled my eyes and handed him a garbage bag. "Get that out to the dumpster."

"Yes ma'am."

I went out and stared around my apartment. Ranger and I had been slowly packing my stuff away for hours and it seemed like there was still too much to be done. I couldn't believe it. I was moving in with Ranger. We were living together. No going back now.

"Second thoughts, Babe?" Ranger asked when he came back.

I shook my head. "So many good memories. So many bad ones."

He looked at me. "There's no hurry."

I looked him in the eye. "I'm ready, Ranger. I want to."

Before he could answer, Joe strolled in.

Great.

"Hey Cupcake, moving?"

"As a matter of fact, I am."

"Where to?"

"RangeMan."

Joe looked from me, to Ranger and then back to me. He started to turn purple. "If you think…"

Ranger stuffed a box in my hands. "Take this down to the car, please?"
I looked between the two men. I wanted to stay and make sure that the paramedics didn't need to be called, but he said please. Damn Ranger. "Okay…"

Ranger's POV

I waited until Stephanie was out of earshot.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Morelli yelled.

"I don't have to answer to you."

"If you think that getting her to move in with you means something…"

"I think it means everything. She's giving up her apartment. Did she ever do that for you?"

He didn't answer.

"I didn't think so. Look, Morelli, you love her. Anyone could see that. But she's with me now. You need to just let her go."
"And if you had just let her go, then she'd be living with me! We'd be having babies right now!"
"And you'd both be miserable! Or you'd be cheating."

"Listen here…"
"Don't try to play coy, Morelli. It's in your DNA. Eventually you wouldn't be able to resist Terry Gilman anymore."

Again, he stopped talking, knowing it was true. He was a Morelli man after all. He stared at me for a moment.

"You really love her, don't you?"

"I do. More than my own life."

He sighed and nodded. "I know that….there's just no one like her."

"Don't I know it."

He held out his hand. "Make her shed one tear that's not happiness, and I'll make sure you disappear. Permanently."

I took his hand. "I hear you."

He started to leave, but I stopped him. "And stop calling her Cupcake, its inappropriate now."

He nodded again and left.

"What was that about?" Stephanie asked when she came back in.

I hugged her to me. "Nothing. Ready?"

"Like a fat kid on cake."

I took her hand as my cell rang. "Talk," I said.

"Ranger, we've got a problem."

"What is it?"

"Bobby. He's been hurt."

Like I said, the next chapter's been written and I hope to have out soon (like Tuesday). And I will say that Bobby does NOT die. No one's dying in this story.