Tagged: Girls Night Out

Chapter 124: Highs and Lows

Steph’s POV

Ranger’s been quiet the entire drive.

No digging through RangeWorld.

No questions for me.

Just a blank look on his face as I drive to Atlanta.

“Hey.” I can see him looking at me from the corner of my eye. “Everything OK?”

He nods, his lips thinning.

Liar, liar, pants on fire.

I’m starting to read Ranger’s moods. Quiet and thin lipped? Angry or thinking.

Hec’s right. Eyes and lips. If Ranger’s going to give anything about his mood away, it’ll be there. Continue reading →

Chapter 110 Strategic Retreat and Regroup

Steph’s POV

“Y’all get it straight?”

We’re on the road to Houston, RMSA men behind us in another SUV, and Lula’s looking at me out the side of her eye.

“Yeah. We’re straight.”

She nods. “Good.”

I look over at her. “We’re good too,” I tell her quietly.

She exhales. “Thanks. So what the hell was wrong with you?”

I sigh. “A bunch of things.” Continue reading →

Chapter 105: I Meet Her Friends

Saturday

Chenae’s POV

Lula and I wake up bright and early (or somewhere around 9 AM) and go for a run. She’s determined to get her stomach flat for that wedding dress. I’ve gained a little weight and now that I’m going to be in the wedding, I need to trim down a bit.

I’m going to be in my brother’s wedding! I had to praise HIM and give thanks for my blessings. The one thing I assumed my attitude had completely ruined was given back to me. I have my brother’s love and respect again. Continue reading →

Chapter 101: Together with my Best Friend(s)

Ranger’s POV

I love my Babe.

She screams loud enough to bring hotel security to the room.

And Mark. He shows up, gun drawn, and is determined to search the room until he realizes his boss isn’t exactly dressed.

So is Diego. And Hec. And Connie, ML, and Candy. Each one shows up, guns drawn and confused. Well, not ML. She shows up with a pot.

“ML, what’s the pot for?”

“Well, I don’t have a gun. I found a pot. I made do, OK? I was worried and I grabbed a weapon. So sue me.” Continue reading →

Chapter 93.5: Girls Night Out, Part III

Connie’s POV

“What in the hell is a shiksa?” I’m contemplating a pedicure. I need to go get one, the sooner the better.

Marvin sighs. “It means non-Jew.”

I’m eyeing him, annoyed. “And your mother chose to call me one, because?”

Marvin rolls on top of me and smiles. “Because you’re not a Jew. It’s not an insult. It’s an endearment, really.” He kisses the side of my neck but I can tell he really wants to try for round three. “All the years you’ve lived in Jersey and you’ve never heard the word shiksa?”

“Italian. I heard every insult for Italians ever invented. I have every insult for mobster memorized. Unless you were a Meyer Lansky, I wasn’t gonna meet you.” Continue reading →

Chapter 83.5: 72 Hours with the Equal Rights Warrior

“Time and trouble will tame an advanced young woman,
but an advanced old woman is uncontrollable by any earthly force.” ~ Dorothy Sayers

Edna’s POV

Hot Damn! An all-expenses paid vacation to Miami!

I hang up the phone and start packing. Stephie said the flight would leave Newark at noon tomorrow and one of her RangeMen would pick me up at 10 a.m. and escort me to the airport. I’m thrilled.

Stephie said that she needed help teaching a bunch of sexists to fear the power of a woman. Not a problem. I marched in the 70s for the ERA and I still regret it didn’t pass. I spent years as a housewife only to get screwed in the end. I now live with my propriety-obsessed daughter and her quietly compliant husband.

That house is hell. Continue reading →

Chapter 72.7: We Find Common Ground

Lula’s POV— Wednesday Night

OK, I didn’t expect to come back to Trenton and find I’d been replaced by the new flavor of the month.

“Hi! I’m Candy.” She’s all bright and happy smiles. Steph and I are meeting at my apartment to help me pack up and Hal just dropped them off. Connie and ML are coming soon. I look at Steph. Is this chick serious? Steph smiles.

“Lula, this is Candy. She’s our new head of HR. Candy, this is Lula, Tank’s fiancée and my bounty hunter partner.”

Candy’s eyes widen. “Oh, nice to meet you! Are you a RangeWoman too?” Continue reading →

Chapter 69.7: Girls Night Out, Part II

A/N: Although I am occasionally kinda smart, I do miss the simple things (cringe). I keep forgetting you guys don’t have my timeline. So I’m putting a sanitized version out there (can’t give away secrets!) so you understand what’s happening when. Check my profile for the link.

Steph’s POV—Saturday Night

Honestly, I was more interested in getting some sleep this weekend, but ML and Connie insisted.

“You’ve been at the beach, surrounded by handsome, buff RangeMen for six weeks! Time for girl time!”

I still had no interest in going until Lula calls. “Steph! You coming out with us tonight?”

I yawn. “I was thinking of calling it a night.”

“Damn. I was looking forward to showing you the ring.”

I perk up. “Well, maybe a few minutes. What’s the plan?”

“So far, dinner at that fancy ass place Tank took us to. We have big things to celebrate.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. I’m getting married, you’re blowing RangeMan up, Connie had a date—”

“Really?”

“A doctor, girl! She’s excited.”

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