I came across an excerpt for the first two chapters of Takedown Twenty and discovered that Ranger needs a date, again (smiles wickedly). So, I've decided to add to this story and have S&R go on a second date:D

Thanks so much for the huge response ya'll had on my take of what their first date could be like. They definitely had more fun in my version;)

Disclaimer: The Plum universe belongs to JE.

A little black dress would be good. Something moderately sexy.

Ranger's words echoed in my head as I stared at the selection of clearance dresses. Ranger was in need of date and without giving me much time to prepare, here I am trying to make a decision.

"You ain't gonna find anything there." Lula's eyes widened as she dragged me to another rack. "This'll do." She produced a tiny excuse of a dress, pressing it to my front as if to gauge how it would look.

"I don't' know." I shook my head, hoping it would be out of my price range so it could be automatically disqualified. Don't get me wrong. It was a really sexy black dress that I'm sure would get Ranger's approval, but…

"It's on sale too!" Lula's eyes gleamed, knowing I'd be helpless if I could afford it.

"It's kinda…"

"Sexy?" Lula offered.

"Hot!" Connie gave me a thumbs up.

"Smokin'." Mary Lou winked at me, her silent way of saying 'you're totally going to get some tonight'.

I did a mental eye roll. I should have come to the mall by myself to avoid the temptation. "It's a bit small." That was my best excuse.

"Nah, your skinny white butt is perfect for this." Lula handed me the dress and pretty much ordered me to go try it on.

"Try it on." Mary Lou shrugged her shoulders in a 'how bad can it be?' way.

"Fine." I stalked over to the fitting rooms and kicked off my sneakers as soon I had privacy. My jeans went next along with my girly T-shirt. The dress had a really low dip in the back side that would reveal a good chuck of my spine. That meant I'd have to go bra-less. Nope, this was definitely not the right dress. "Oh, but I can at least try it on." I talked myself into giving it a try.

I'd just slid the dress over my head when there was a hard knock on the door. "Come on. Let's see!" Lula's chuckle was followed by enthusiastic claps from Connie and Mary Lou.

"All right…" I stepped out.

"Just get rid of those socks and bra…" Lula scrutinized me from head to toe before nodding in approval. "And you're good to go, girl!"

"Definitely." Mary Lou instructed me to turn around so I could look at myself in the full length mirror on the wall behind me.

The more I stared at myself, the more I fell in love with the dress. It was sexy, I had to admit, ending a few inches below my ass. The black fabric caressed my body softly, making me feel feminine. My eyes narrowed with determination and after taking one last look at myself I spun around to face three eager women awaiting my decision.

"I'll take it!"

S&R

After the shopping break, I spent a few hours tracking down my outstanding skips. No luck there, so I decided to call it quits around five.

By five-thirty I was in my apartment showering. I made sure I took care of everything important: hair removal in the right places, exfoliating, moisturizing, etc. At six-fifty-five I was ready. My hair was done. Make-up? Check. Perfume in very strategic places? Yup.

Since I had a few minutes to spare before Ranger showed up I used the extra time to give myself a last once over. I thought everything looked well; dress, make-up and accessories. But when I turned around I realized the waistband of my panties was showing. It was barely noticeable, but showing nonetheless. "Damn." I muttered. I'd opted for my tiniest pair of panties. That would mean that my only other option would be to go commando…

I grimaced, because the last time I was Ranger's date things didn't go so well for me. A good chunk of the skirt of my dress had ended in Ranger's strong grip, leaving me in my lace panties out in the open for anyone to see.

And pretty much everyone saw thanks to a video that circulated through the internet.

A decision had to be made. I was still debating the pros and cons when I felt the atmosphere change. Ranger was here! Without further thought I shimmied out of my panties and tossed them on my bed. I squared my shoulders, gave myself a quick pep-talk, and exited my bedroom.

Ranger was in the living room, just a few steps away from my bedroom door. His dark eyes instantly catalogued every bit of my body and a full, 200-watt smile escaped him.

I took my time to ogle him, too. He was dressed in a black suit tailored just for him. It hugged his muscles without seeming uncomfortable. He'd left his dress shirt open at the neck, those few unbuttoned disks had my hands itching to open his shirt completely. I have firsthand knowledge of what he looks like under all that clothing. Hard, muscled caramel skin…

I took a deep breath and got myself under control. I'm supposed to be the one taking his breath away. With a playful smile I turned so he could experience the full effect of my dress. "Sexy enough for ya, Ranger?" My heels brought me up to be at eye-level with him and taking advantage of that, I winked.

A spark lit his gaze. "Babe."