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He was wearing a black ball cap, black windbreaker, black cargo pants, and black boots. He was soaking
wet, and he didn’t look happy.
“Still raining out?” I asked him.
It was a rhetorical question since I could hear the rain pounding on the bedroom window.
He bent to unlace his boots. “Everything I had to do this morning was outdoors. I’m soaking wet, and I’m late for a meeting.” He kicked his boots off and moved to the bathroom. “Get me some dry clothes.”
“What kind of clothes?”
“Any kind of clothes.”
Ranger has a walk-in dressing room I would kill for. Shirts, slacks, blazers, T-shirts, sweatshirts, cargo pants, socks, underwear, gym clothes, shoes are all perfectly hung on hangers, stacked on shelves, or neatly placed in a drawer. Again, this is done by Ella.
It was easy for me to pick clothes for Ranger because everything he owns is black. The only question is dressy or casual. I went with casual and gathered together the same outfit he was wearing when he walked in.
There was a time a while ago when I searched for underwear in Ranger’s dressing room and found just one pair of silky black boxers. Today, he had a drawer full of underwear. Boxers, bikini briefs, and boxer briefs. I closed my eyes and grabbed and came up with boxer briefs.
I brought the clothes to the open bathroom door in time to see Ranger strip off the last of his wet clothes.
“Sorry,” I said. “I didn’t mean to barge in on you.”
“Babe, you’ve seen it all before.”
“Yeah, but not lately.”
“So far as I know, nothing has changed.” He pulled the briefs on and arranged himself. “If I had more time, I’d let you figure that out for yourself.” He removed his watch and tossed it to me. “Set this out to dry and get me a new one. Top drawer in the chest in my dressing room.”
I brought him the exact duplicate of the watch he’d discarded, plus I handed him socks and shoes.
“On my desk in the den I have a list of items taken from all the break-ins. I’d like you to take a look at it. Plus, I have a map with the houses marked. I haven’t been able to find anything significant, but maybe something will jump out at you.” He finished lacing his shoes and stood. “I also have a list of every man in the building, his position, and his background. I’d like you to read through it.”
I followed him to the door and watched him take his keys from the sideboard and pocket them. He pushed me to the wall, leaned in to me, and kissed me. “Later,” he said, his lips brushing against mine. And he left.
It was a really great kiss, and if he’d said now, I might have been in trouble, but after a couple beats, when my heart had stopped jumping around in my chest and I wasn’t pressed up against Ranger, I decided later was a scary idea.
I took the break-in and employee information down to the fifth floor, grabbed a sandwich from the kitchen, and went to my cubby. After a couple minutes, I realized my cubby didn’t give me the privacy I needed, so I commandeered Ranger’s office. The items taken were similar in all the houses. Jewelry, cash, iPods, laptop computers, handheld electronic games. The map showed the houses in three different neighborhoods. I saw nothing to tie them together. I was about a third of the way through the men’s employment files when Ranger came in.
“I expected you’d stay in my apartment,” Ranger said.
“I was worried about the later thing.”
“And you think moving from my apartment to my office will save you?”
“I’m doing good so far.”
Ranger slouched into a chair on the opposite side of the desk. “Is this move into my office permanent?”
“Is that a possibility?”
“No.”
I looked around. “It’s a really nice office. It has a window.”
The corners of Ranger’s mouth curved into the beginnings of a smile. “Would you like to negotiate for this office?”
“No, but I’d like to stay here until I finish reading. I have no privacy in my cubicle.”
