Come on, posting chapter 13 on Friday the 13th? Who could resist?

I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. It was a real labor of love (emphasis on the labor part...)

Not mine, but oh, how I wish!

Warning: Some smut.

"Can't sleep?" Lester asked me.

I sighed and pushed my head farther into the pillow. My mind was racing and I wasn't sure where to start. Lester, sensing my indecision, just cuddled closer to me and nuzzled his nose into my hair.

And for a moment, I forgot myself.

I loved to cuddle and most of the men reluctantly agreed. I guess they figured that if they cuddled with me, they'd get more sex.

But with Lester… He's the only man that I've ever cuddled with where I forget everything and everyone around me. He creates a cocoon in his arms that keeps everything at bay. For one moment, my head stops buzzing and it's silent.

The best part is not his sexy arms (although, they are pretty fantastic), is that he doesn't expect anything back. I think he loves it as much as I do.

Sighing again, I turned in his arms. His green eyes were concerned. "I feel bad."

"About what?"

"The fact that Stephanie wants to help bring down the drug cartel. I feel bad that we can't."

His brow furrowed. "But we can't."

"I know that. I know that there's nothing that we can do."

"But?"

"But… it doesn't help me sleep at night knowing that."

"Look, the best you can do is gather information and send it to the right people. They'll make sure that it gets done."

"What about right now? What about the people they'll kill while they're waiting for the red tape to be cut?"

He sighed now and cupped my cheek. "This is the bad side of war. You see justice every day, but sometimes, there's just nothing we can do but wait."

I could tell he was speaking from experience. When I had decided to work with Rangeman, I decided to learn everything I could about the guys. And what I could read about (most of it had been redacted), I could tell they had seen more than the average person should ever have to see. In that moment, Lester looked older than his thirty three years. I wanted to take that away from him.

"In the long run, waiting will have a better affect."

"You think so?"

"Sure. They'll be out of there longer, and maybe just long enough for the people to take back the town."

I nodded once. Lester leaned his forehead onto mine. "It'll be okay. Everything will work out."

"You know, when you act like a grown up, it's pretty sexy."

He frowned playfully. "Don't I always act like a grown up?"

"Please," I snorted.

"Aw, now that's mean."

"Want to have sex again?"

His face lifted. "Do I!"

I chuckled lowly and maneuvered him onto his back. "Five year old with a shiny new toy."

"That's me."

I lifted my hips and slid onto him. "Jesus." He said, his eyes rolling back into his head.

Now, I wasn't a virgin when I met Lester. I've had lovers before. But no one filled me quite like he did. He reached places I didn't know existed. He grabbed onto my hips and we moved in our already perfected rhythm. I kept the movements slow and threw my head back. He felt so good….

And that's when he threw me on my back.

"Hey! It was my turn."

"Next time," he said, tightening his grasp on my hips. "You were going to goddamn slow."

"I like slow."

"So you admit you were torturing me."

"It's all a part of my game."

He stopped. "I thought we were done with games."

"Are you going to tease me or fuck me?"

He looked like he was thinking about it. "LESTER!"

"Yes darling?"

"Move your fucking hips before I throw you across the room and shoot your fucking balls off!"

"Ooh, testy." His finger honed in on my clit. I moaned and closed my eyes.

"I'll show you testy." I mumbled.

He just grinned as he sped up the movement. His lips found my breast and he started to tease the each nipple, spending equal time between them.

I was in heaven.

He continued to speed up until my inner muscles started to clench him. I moaned loudly as orgasm racked my body and a few moments later, Lester joined me, groaning.

"Holy Christ." He panted as he moved off of me.

"My sentiments exactly."

He chuckled. "Feel better?"

"I feel numb from the waist down."

"You're welcome."

I chuckled with him this time. "I'm going to do something to help them. I want those bastards to go down."

"There's my girl."

"Oh man," I moaned. "You know how to treat a girl." I moaned again, looking down. "I love you, I really do."

"Babe."

"Shh, I'm enjoying the moment."

Ranger grinned and started working again.

"Oh, MAN!" I yelled, finishing.

He smirked now. "Need a cigarette?"

"Possibly."

"It couldn't have been that good."

"You don't know what you're missing."

"It'll kill you, Babe."

"Then I will die very happy." I looked down at my plate. "And very full." Pouting, I wished for more French Toast. I'm so glad that Ella delivers.

Closing my eyes, I wished for more breakfast. I peeked with one eye. "Damn."

"Did you think wishing for it would really work?"

"I hoped." I nodded to the papers that he was looking at. "What are you doing anyway?"

He told me that they were blueprints for the houses of the drug cartel. He was trying to figure out a safe and easy way in and out of the house. When he told me, a feather could have knocked me over.

"You didn't think I'd let you do this by yourself, did you?"

I shrugged. Honestly, I hadn't thought that far. I hadn't even begun to think about what I was going to do about it. At this point, I had nothing.

And Ranger had the plans for a total siege going on here.

"Knock, knock." Lester said as he barged in the back door. "Hey, is that Ella's French Toast?"

"They sure are… Sure, Lester, help yourself."

"Thanks." He said around a piece. Natalie and I just rolled our eyes.

"Not that I'm enjoying the bonding time, but what are you guys doing here?" Ranger asked.

"You have a plan, right? We want in." Natalie said.

I was shocked. We had only been talking about it for a few minutes."How?" I asked.

"Please. We have cameras all over the place."

I paled. I had actually forgotten about the cameras.

"Tell me you didn't see the kitchen floor…"

Natalie grinned. "I got your back."

"Yeah, who knew you could bend like that?" Lester practically yelled as he sat next to me. He took another bite. "Brings a whole new meaning to 'Bend it like Beckham'."

Ranger looked grossed out. "What are you, five? Chew with your mouth closed, then talk."

Natalie's face brightened. "That's what I said!"

I continued to glare at Natalie, who shrugged. "Hey, we didn't know you were going to spontaneously have sex on the floor! I did my best!"

That was true. Ranger was looking exceedingly sexy and I just needed to have him right then and there. Really, who could blame me?

Ranger, obviously thinking the same thing, winked.

Natalie took a seat and we all started to work on a plan. Since there was no way we could get any type of warrant from the ATF, we were going to have to do this old school. Get bugs and lie till our pants are on fire about where we got the information.

"The ladies have their weekly meeting today around three. It'll be at Julia's house, so I'll do that one. You three fight over the other houses." I said.

Ranger was shaking his head. "It's too dangerous."

"Who's going to suspect little old me?"

"Dude, she's got a point." Lester said after taking a sip of his coffee.

"Don't call me dude."

"Fine. But we need to get this ball rolling ASAP. We're not here for much longer, you know. And the longer you wait, the sloppier it gets."

Ranger sighed and nodded. "But you're going in wired. Hal and Hector will monitor your every move."

"Fine by me."

"So the annual Texan's ball is next week. Thoughts?" Julia asked after calling the meeting to order.

"I think we should go classy this year." Christine said.

"That was exactly what I was thinking! You know me so well."

Ugh. I'm going to need a bucket.

They continued the debate on whether it should be dressy or black tie. Honestly, I didn't care either way, but if this was the only way I was going to get it, then I was going to sit through it.

"I don't want another slutty cowgirl incident happening again. I couldn't show my face for a month!"

"I think I looked pretty damn good in that outfit." Anne said, leaning over to me.

I tried to hide my snicker.

They decided to put a pin in it (Julia wanted to pray on it) and moved onto other business. They were mostly things about the neighborhood, stupid disputes over lawn gnomes and things like that.

Honestly, I don't know how anyone lives in the suburbs. Clearly it's not for me.

Julia banged her gavel. "We'll take a break and enjoy some of Stephanie's delicious pie."

My head shot up. "Huh?" My head was blank for a second, and then I realized what she had said.

"You did bring the pie."

"Sure did."

Julia didn't look convinced. As the newest member, clearly I had a lot to prove.

"It's in the car. I fell into my own little world during your riveting debate over gardeners. Pardon me."

Then again, maybe I can be as bitchy as the suburb moms.

Thankfully, I had remembered the pie. It was kind of hard to forget something you slaved for three hours over. Plus, it was my distraction while I searched the house.

"Enjoy!" I said cheerfully.

As everyone gathered around for pie, I slipped away. The house was bigger than mine by… well, a lot. Think mansion to my nice home.

We had learned that they keep the most important documents in the upstairs study. That was where I'd begin my search and place the bugs.

Reaching the top of the steps, I maneuvered silently through the halls to the study. The door was locked, but thanks to the guys' training, the door was a breeze for me. I unlocked the door and started to push in when Hal's voice scared me to death.

"Stop!" He practically screamed.

"Jesus, Hal! Lower it."

He was silent for a moment and I heard Spanish in the background. "Hector wants you to feel him up."

"What?"

"Sorry, feel up the side of the wall. Pardon me that my first second language isn't Spanish!" He finished more to Hector than me.

"What is it?" I asked, curious.

"Dutch, okay?"

"Really?" I stifled a chuckle as I felt.

Hal chose to ignore me. Fine, I'd just tease him later. "Do you feel an indent in the wall?"

I felt some more, then nodded. Jesus, they can't see me. "Yeah. What does that mean?"

More Spanish. "It means give Hector a kidney."

I silently laughed.

"Minute. Next time, I'm making Lester stay with you."

Ain't that the truth? I waited for my cute to go in and a few minutes later, I was given the green light. "What was that, anyway?"

"Hector had to bypass the security. Otherwise we'd be picking you up in several pieces."

"Holy crap."

"Yeah. Good thing Hector did the final Wi-fi sweep."

"Tell him I'm going to get him a fruit basket when we get home."

He relayed it and Hector seemed pretty happy.

I placed the bugs around the room and began my scope for a paper trail. Considering the level of security to get into this place, I pretty sure that everything would be in a lock box.

I finished the coffee table and headed for the desk.

Then again, maybe it'll just be sitting right on top for me. I told the guys this.

"He probably thought the room was safe."

I shook my head. "When will drug dealers learn?" I started to scan the information. It was pretty damning.

"From the looks of it, he was trying to expand to Miami, but they weren't having it."

"Sure, that's Cuban territory. They hate outsiders." Hal paused. "How many more pages."

"Ten, maybe?"

"Hurry up. Sounds like things are starting to break up down there."

I nodded again and rolled my eyes. They still couldn't see me. "How much time do I have?"

"Three minutes, on the outside."

Unfortunately, I didn't have that much time.

Anne stepped into the room. "What are you doing?"

I looked at her and my eyes bulged out of my head. "Uh, Huston? We have a problem."