The Sad Reality
Chapter Two
Parker walks out of the coffee shop when, 'Jarod?' she squints her eyes together, the low sun shines directly into her eyes, 'it is him,' she smiles with a brisk walk across the street to catch up to him.
"Hello Jarod," she come to walk alongside him.
His bronze tan surprised her, his chestnut eyes glisten with tiny chips of diamonds sprinkle throughout them, dressed in stone washed five button jeans with a crisp white dress shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and his shirt was unbutton passed his rib cage... hello! Nothing had changed about him except that eatable delicious mouth watering golden tan since last they were together.
Jarod let out a low sigh, upon hearing her voice along with each painful, cold rejection flooding back through his mind that Parker had said to him.
He came to a halt "What do you want from me, Parker?" And looks at her with disgust while his eyes ebb over her body.
She is wearing a skimpy short laic silk skirt, long sleeve silk blouse that envelops her small breasts, her nipples rigid, and six inch stiletto heels as if she were the cream of the crop. His huntress…he scans the area.
'Here…Damn her, them!' His lips press together.
"I'm on vacation and I just happen to see you and thought hey, Jarod and I could take in the sights around town together. Get a bite to eat afterward, drink some wine and catch up on what's been happening with one another since we last met back at my suite … So you game tonight?" She smiles with glee.
He arches one eyebrow with a harsh stare for her to take in, and tilts of his head toward hers, "The proposal of jumping out of an airplane without a parachute this evening entices me much more than the thought of being with you." He stood his ground to her.
No longer did he think of her as his Cleopatra. No longer did he worship, cherish, or feel his loin's burn with hot passion for her as he did in the past.
She is stunned by his remark, frozen in time, and then she is whipped around by his strong hands.
"That bar is your best bet tonight because it's filled with men that mightbe interested in showing you the sights around town in return for a night of fucking your brains out, Huntress." His words sting like a thousand bees on her skin.
Parker turns back to him with tears brimming in her eyes; his eyes pierce hers…with hatred.
"I'm sorry that I hurt you…us..." Tears brim in the corners of her eyes.
"There is no us, ice-queen!" His breath is so hot against her skin.
She grabbed his face in her hands and pressed her lips hard against his, forces his lips open to French kiss him and let her tongue explore every inch inside of his hot mouth. Her eyes open to see him staring at her.
He grabs her upper arms in his hands. "Go home, Parker, and find Lyle because he would be much more suitable for your needs." His face shows her he has come to feel about her.
She grabs hold of his forearm…he breaks free of her hold on him.
"Jarod please I…want that turning point that you spoke of for us. I need you, want you. I want to feel the warmth of your love. Of you, all of you so much…" hey a girl's gotta do what girl's gotta do.
Her eyes dart down to his right hand.
He digs into his pants pocket and flips the coin to her; "Here's a quarter call someone who cares, because I sure as hell don't anymore!"
She caught the quarter in her right hand and stared down at it resting heads up in the palm of her hand, finally she looks back at him and he's gone like a bolt of lightning.
He was gone.
TBC