A/N: I hope I help you enter this weekend with a chapter that leaves you in a "wow" state of mind. Enjoy. Because I surely did.
Previous Chapter: "I'll start sleeping when you stop giving me reasons to keep me up at night," [Binkie] smiled and suddenly looked at me seriously grabbing my hand. "Alyssa, I know that Ranger's back and I know this isn't any of my business. I care about you." He gulped back looking nervous which was such a rare expression for a Merry Man. "I want you to be careful." He gave me a kiss milimeters from my lips and lingered his breath against my cheek for a beat.
My heart pumped uncontrollably as I watched him stand up and leave. This day has been way too exciting even for someone like me…
Chapter 9
It's been about two weeks since I was buried alive. Janice was once again institutionalized hopefully she won't be released any time soon.
The first couple of days, I did my best to avoid Ranger until I was cornered and had nowhere to run at the Bond's Office. He walked in before I could cut loose one afternoon and requested that we talk. Ranger, the man with few words, when he wanted to talk it usually wasn't casual conversation of the weather.
He pulled me down the alley between the bond's office and the vacant building that was once a used bookstore. The moment we were out of view of the main road, he pushed me up against the wall and set my body on fire — I mean not literally. I don't think Ranger would actually really do that.
But he kissed me like his life depended on it and I'd love to say that this man no longer had any effect on me and I was poised enough to keep him from going any further but I'm not a liar.
Luckily, I did have some brain function left in my head and I pushed him back telling him that I couldn't do this after many fleeting moments of deepened kisses. I thought I saw a hint of pain flash across his eyes but it also could have been my imagination. He put his cool demeanor back on, uttered the single word, "babe," and left me standing there in a state of confusion.
When I stepped out of the alley, he was pulling away in his Porsche.
Not a single word was exchanged between us and he disappears out of my life once again.
Buzz. Buzz.
"Hey, Mis." I answered.
"What happened," she asked quickly.
"What do you mean?"
"You sound out of breath."
I sighed, "Ranger being Ranger."
"Let's plan our trip," Misty's voice rang over the phone. "You need to get away for a while. So much has been happening."
She was right. A trip could do me some good. "Let's do it."
"Great. Start packing. We'll leave next Friday. I got to go. Love you Aly."
Click.
One and a half weeks until I could stretch out on the warm sand surrounded by clear blue water. Miles away from Ranger, Rangeman, exploding cars, crazy stalkers, FTAs. Only one and half weeks, I could survive until then.
^o^ * ^o^
I pulled the Jeep that Bobby lent me into the Rangeman garage. I waved my access card at the box and it kept giving me a the reject beep and the red light kept flashing at me.
"Bomber," Cal's voice came over the intercom.
"My access card isn't working. Can you buzz me in please."
"Yes."
Buzz.
The gate lifted and I eased the Jeep down into a free space. I stepped into the elevator and scanned my card against the reader and pressed the 5th floor. Again my card was being rejected and wouldn't let me onto the 5th, so I pressed the lobby.
I got off at the lobby and made my way over to the front desk where Binkie was stationed for the day.
"Hey, Bomber," he gave me a warm smile. "What brings you to visit me here."
I gave him a sheepish smile, "My access card isn't working and I'm going to be late for my shift." I handed him my card.
"Let's see if I can find out what's going on," he begins to punch in a bunch of keys on his keyboard when his phone buzzed. In fact, I noticed that everyone's phone buzzed as other employees were walking through the Lobby.
Binkie's face fell as he looked up at me. The elevator doors dinged and I saw Tank step off of the elevator with a box in his hands.
"Alyssa," he said firmly as he approached me with box in hand. He never calls me by my name…
"Tank, what's going on?" I approached him carefully.
"As of today, you are no longer employed at Rangeman," he said avoiding my eyes.
My mouth dropped open, "Y-you're firing me?!"
"Ranger said that you had wished to end your employment with Rangeman a while back. You haven't been attending your scheduled therapy appointments and have not been officially cleared for field duty. You've broken protocol and Rangeman has made the decision to release you from your services."
I remembered back to my conversation with Ranger when I threatened him to fire me because I no longer wanted to see the shrink but I didn't think he'd take it seriously and why of all times.
"Where is he?" my voice hitched a few octaves. "Why isn't he here to talk to me to my face." I screamed up at the camera in the corner.
"Alyssa," Binkie cautiously placed a hand on my shoulder in attempt to calm me down.
I shrugged his hand away. "Fine. You want to be rid of me?" I said defiantly into the camera knowing very well, if he was here, he was watching. "Don't you dare every come near me, track me or send anyone after me ever again. This is it, Ranger! It's over!"
I attempted to grab the box containing my personal effects from Tank but he held onto it tightly.
"A cab is waiting outside for you. Binkie can help you with your belongings."
"I can take care of my own belongings," I grit back and yanked the box out of his hands harder until he let go.
He stepped closer to me, "Little girl, I didn't have a choice. Please be careful."
I stormed out of the building and threw my stuff into the cab and grabbed my phone.
"He fucking fired me!" I screamed into the phone.
"What?! I'll kill him! Family or not!" Mis belted back at me.
"No, not Vinny. Ranger!"
"What the fuck?! Why the hell would he do that?!"
"I seriously don't know what his problem is, Mis."
"Want me to come over?" she offered.
"No, I think I just want to be alone. I'm just so angry. He runs hot and then cold. I don't know how to deal with him."
"I know, sweetie. I just don't know what to say."
"It's ok, Mis. Thanks for letting me vent," I said as the cab pulled into the parking lot of my apartment.
"Anytime, Aly. Listen, I have a meeting to get to. If you need anything, or change your mind about company. Let me know. Bones and are just going to be chilling at home tonight. So feel free to swing by if you want a change of scenery."
"Thanks, Mis. Have a good meeting."
"Hang in there."
Click.
^o^ * ^o^
I swiped a last coat of mascara on and began fastening my strappy stilettos. After a few hours of angry eating and keeping some of the guys from going after Ranger and asking them to give me some time alone. I decided to get off of my ass and let off some steam.
So I pulled on the sexiest dress I owned. A tight strapless black mini dress. I wanted to feel sexy, do a little dancing and feel empowered. I heard a gentle knock on the door and rolled my eyes.
I swear Les doesn't listen sometimes.
I fastened my last earring and pull the door open and was faced with a pure Adonis. I raked my eyes up his perfectly sculpted body hiding behind a pair of fitted blue jeans and a blue t-shirt that looked like it was painted onto his body.
"Wow," he breathed out.
"Binkie," I looked at him questioning his presence at my doorstep but honestly, I was ready to devour this man.
"I-I wanted to check up on you and s-see how you were d-doing. I'm s-sorry, I would've come s-sooner but m-my shift only just ended a f-few m-minutes ago. A-and yeah, h-how you d-doing?" he stuttered rambling on never taking his eyes off me once.
I reached out and grabbed his belt buckle, pulling him into the apartment, slammed the door shut and pushed him up against the door and pressed my entire body into him and met his lips for a hot searing kiss. I was tired of being the prey. I was feeling predatory.
He didn't resist instead his hands snaked around my waist as he pulled me even closer to his perfect body. My hands reached down and began to unbuckle his belt. His hand slid up the length of my back as he began to slowly glide his finger down my zipper.
I came up for air and stepped back for a quick second. His eyes seared into mine and I could see a hint of concern flash in his eyes. My dress was loosely hanging around my chest.
Before he could start apologizing to me, I spoke up, "Binkie."
He swallowed hard with desire and mixed apprehension in his voice, "I—"
"—I need to know your real name before we continue. I can't very well be moaning, 'Binkie.' It doesn't seem right," I smiled at him.
"Brent," he flashed me a brilliant smile. "Brent McAllister."
I grinned back at him, "Ok 007, let's have you start working on saving my world."
"Your wish is my command," he pulled his shirt off and moved in towards me and in a flash he had my dress pooled on the floor at my feet leaving me in only my panties and heels.
^o^ * ^o^
About 30 minutes later, we were both sprawled out on the floor next to the front door.
"Sorry," Binkie panted. "I couldn't hold out any longer."
"Are you kidding me?" I panted and turned on my side to look at him. "I think I would've died if you held out any longer."
He turned towards me and brushed a strand of hair from my face. "That was incredible." He held my gaze for a few beats and worry crept across his eyes. "I'm probably going to have to shoot myself after saying this…" he hesitated searching for the words to say. "What we just did was out of this world and I can't believe how lucky I am to have you want me in that way."
"You're ashamed of doing this with me?" I sat up quickly and tried to cover up some semblance of modesty with my hands.
"Oh hell no!" he sat up and held my face. "Who could ever be ashamed of being with someone like you?" He pulled me in for a warm embrace and then held me out in front of him. "What I'm trying to say—very poorly, I may add—is that I hope you don't feel like I've taken advantage of you given all that you've been through the last few months and with—"
"—don't say his name," I cut him off silencing his lips with my finger. "I don't want to talk about him. I don't want to say his name or hear his name."
"Ok…" he drew out. "What I mean is, I don't know what you two have going on but it's very clear that you have some kind of feelings for him. And I'm more than ok with you using me in whatever means you want, Alyssa. Honestly, fuck me as much as you want, I am willing to make the sacrifice."
I chuckled at his words.
"I just don't want you to get hurt but I don't want you to feel obligated to me either."
'I'm not trying to use you Binkie," I replied guiltily and turned my head away to avert his eyes.
"Don't turn away from me, Alyssa. I know you're not intending to use me. You're not that kind of girl. I just want you to know that you don't owe me anything and I don't expect anything from you."
I nodded, "I appreciate it Binkie. There's no denying that I have a very strong attraction to you. As for what's between me and he who not be named, I don't know what's there or whether there will ever be anything there. I honestly want to move on with my life and today was a wake up call. But I am nervous about word getting out. I don't want anything to happen to you."
He smiled at me, "You let me worry about that."
"You know I don't ever do this kind of stuff," I blushed. And it wasn't a line because it was true. Before Binkie there had only been three men who held a part of my heart.
My rat of an ex-husband, Dickie, Joe and Ranger. Until Deuce stripped me of my dignity. I'd had control over the people that I let into my heart.
"I know you don't."
"I-I've never had a fling or one night stand before. I just never had the nerve and I'm not sure what came over me tonight. And honestly, Binkie. I really needed it. I've had so much pent up frustration. Feeling like people are constantly tip toeing around me. And I wanted to feel…sexy…"
"You are undeniably sexy, Alyssa," he said lifting my chin to meet his eyes. "If I can help you feel that way, then I'm willing and ready. But it doesn't have to be a one night stand now does it?" his eyes hooded over as he leaned into me for another captivating kiss.
"I-I don't think so?"
"I say that if we already made the one mistake, we might as well as take advantage of it and make the best of it," he continued kiss me and nibbled my ears. "What do you say?"
"Mmm…hmm..." I moaned
He stood up and bent over to lift me bridal style as he carried me to the bedroom. He gently placed me on the bed and kissed his way up to my lips.
His fingers grazed my inner thigh as his well-endowed manhood pressed against my side. His finger slipped into my pool and I bucked my hips towards him.
"Brent…" I moaned softly.
"I love how you say my name," he kissed my erect nipple. "Tell me how much you want me."
His finger slid further in, I grabbed his head and pulled him into my lips as I hungrily devoured him.
"Tell me," he grunted into my mouth as he pumped me vigorously with his fingers.
I pulled myself free of his lips and grasped his hand to stop him. He pulled away slightly worried of my abrupt reaction. I pushed him off of me causing him to roll over onto his back.
I sat up quickly and straddled his body. "Brent," I said leaning down over him and spoke sternly, "read my lips. I – WANT – YOU – INSIDE – OF – ME- NOW." I lifted my hips and lowered myself down onto his magic stick and rode him like the stallion he was.