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“I parked on Leeder, but I didn’t see your car.”
We walked to Leeder and Ranger was right … no Escort. I felt my shoulders sag. “Someone stole my car.”
“Are you sure you parked here?”
“Yes. There’s a fresh oil stain from my transmission.”
Ranger slung an arm around my shoulders and kissed me on the top of my head. “Someday I need to talk to you about car care.”
“I know about car care. I kept a case of motor oil in the back.”
“That’s my girl.”
His Porsche 911 turbo was parked a couple cars away. We got in, buckled our seat belts, and the vordo took over. There was a subtle hint of Bulgari Green shower gel when Ranger moved. His brown hair was silky clean and perfectly cut. His dark Latino skin was smooth and kissable. He was dressed in a Rangeman black T-shirt and cargo pants. The T-shirt spanned his biceps as if it had been painted on. The cargo pants were filled out in all the right places.
“Have you ever done it in a 911?” I asked him.
“I don’t think it’s possible.”
“I bet I could do it.”
He turned and looked at me. And then he smiled.
“It’s the vordo,” I told him.
“We’d be more comfortable if we went back to Rangeman.”
I had my hand on his leg and my lips at his ear. “Too far away.”
Ranger put the car in gear, drove two blocks. and pulled into a blind alley between two buildings. He powered his seat back and cut the engine. “Do it,” he said.
I pushed my seat back, kicked my sneakers off, and wriggled out of my jeans. I was wearing the red lace thong, and I had a brief horrifying memory of Grandma’s dream with the flying horse and the rhinoceros. This could be the rhino incident, I thought. He could fall out of the air and squash me like a bug. Okay, last chance to assess the sanity of the act. How bad do you want to do this? I sucked in some air. I wanted to do it really bad.
I checked out the logistics of playing hide the salami in a sports car. Ranger was right. This wouldn’t be easy. If I crawled over him there would be no room for my leg. His door was too close. There was only one way I could see managing this. I got out, ran around the car, opened his door, and straddled him with one leg outside and one foot on the consul.
Beeeeeep! My ass was on the horn. Beeeep, beeeep, beeeep, beepbeepbeepbeepbeep!
A bead of sweat streaked down the side of Ranger’s face. “Babe.”
• • •
Thirty seconds later I was back on my side of the car, feeling much more relaxed, struggling to get into my jeans before he eased out of the alley.
I was going to hell. There was no doubt about it.
“Tell me about vordo,” Ranger said.
“It’s a sex spell. Morelli’s Grandma Bella put it on me, so Morelli would think I was a slut.”
“If I thought this was the result of Bella’s spell I’d send her a gift.”
“How else would you explain what I just did?”
“Animal magnetism.”
TWENTY-EIGHT
RANGER TURNED ONTO CLINTON. “I’d still like you to look at the security system on the new account.”
