Hey my awesome readers! =D I got the next chapter up, woo hoo! I'm sorry to say that it's not quite as long as the last one, but if I'd kept going it might have gotten rediculously long, lol! Anyway I hope you enjoy it anyway! Oh and I would like to thank all my awesome reviewers. Seriously if it wasn't for you ppl I probably would have stopped writing at like, chapter 3 =P. Anyway! Like I said before, enjoy!!!!

Chapter 7

For the next two days I didn't see Mr. Parks or Quinn, which was a little strange, but it also gave me a chance to relax. No fearing for my life, and no glorious face to be tripping over. I sighed, smiling as I leaned back in my seat. Of course, my day never ended without something to drag my happiness through the mud.

Ally leaned on my desk, sticking out her huge boobs, and glaring at me slightly. "I saw you go home with Mr. Parks the other day. You know, when you were supposed to be hanging out with us girls," Her voice was sharp and angry. I understood now that she was trying to intimidate me; she was jealous.

"Sorry about that," I said frowning. "I wasn't feeling very well. I was going to go home alone, but he showed up, and insisted on taking me." I shrugged as if it was no big deal, and gave her a apologetic face.

She only glared more. "Alone? We saw you leaving with that masked man, and then we see you with Mr. Parks? Your some kind of slut you know that?" She hissed.

I looked at her for a moment, shocked. For one why would I want to leave with Quinn, he freaking terrified me, but I guess she didn't know that. For another where did she get off calling me a whore? I always knew Ally wasn't the friendliest of people, and that she was jealous that Mr. Parks was giving me so much attention, but I wasn't expecting her to voice it… not like that anyway. Not with so much venom.

I glared at her. I wanted to snap back at her, even though I couldn't think of what to say. When something did come to me, I had to bite back my angry words, and fight the urge to punch her in the face. This was neither the time nor the place to be acting like children.

"I don't believe it's your place to make such assumptions," a deep all too familiar voice said from behind me, saving me from my current situation.

Ally looked up, as I turned, and saw Mr. Parks leaning over the counter towards me. His cool minty breath blew into my face as he spoke. "You have no right to accuse my girl of anything," He said reaching up to run one long finger down the length of my jaw. My eyes fluttered as a thrill went through my body. "And I had better not find you saying such things to her again," He said, glaring at her, before bringing my face to his and pressing his lips to mine.

It wasn't the first kiss I'd ever had, but it might as well have been. I felt as if a whole new world had been opened up to me; a world of utter perfection. I could easily have said it was the best kiss I'd ever had.

It didn't last for more than a few seconds, but through that one gesture Ally could see that Mr. Parks wasn't interested in her. He smirked at her, showing off his perfect teeth. If I had been in her shoes I would have backed off.

But she didn't. "But I saw her leave the bar with some guy," She said glaring at me.

I wasn't quite sure how to reply to that. How she'd gotten me wanting Quinn and leaving a bar with him, out of him stalking me? Wasn't that like… two totally different things? Luckily Mr. Parks was there to save me.

"I'm sure it wasn't like that," He said, brushing the back of his hand over my hair. "Was it?"

"No!" I said quickly, then frowned. "I really hate that guy actually." Mr. Parks seemed to find this funny for whatever reason. By now Ally had turned and left defeated, and aggravated. I hadn't wanted to make enemies with her but it was to late now.

I looked back at Mr. Parks, who was looking at his watch. "I'd better go, I have a meeting in a few minuets," He said, standing up straight. "I'll see ya later babe."

He turned as started to walk away when I called him back. "Wait, Mr. Parks!" I said, standing up from my chair.

He half turned, and looked at me. "Please, call me Corbett," He said, giving me a heart breaking half smile. Corbett? That name sounded a little outdated, if it was a real name at all.

"Oh, um… Corbett, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry… For um, running out on you the other day," I said, looking away from his face.

He laughed quietly. "I accept your apology… but you have to repay me. After work today, go on a date with me, so we can pick up were we left off," He said smiling. I bit my lip, feeling a blush spread across my cheeks.

I had a rule not to except short notice dates, but how could I say no to him. Besides I'd already broke the rule anyway right? "Ok," I said, caught in his beautiful eyes.

He smiled at me. "Good, I'll see you after work," He said, turning and walking away, as I stared at his back.

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Towards the end of the day I wasn't sure if maybe Mr. Parks- I mean Corbett, had just been playing with me, or if maybe I'd just imagined what had happened earlier today. Either way, I was still shocked when he walked up to my desk, slamming one palm on the counter to get my attention, and smiling at me.

"Ready to go?" He asked, his beautiful face making my heart sing.

"Yeah," I murmured a bit dazed. "I just have to stop at my house for a moment... to get changed."

"Nonsense, you're gorgeous just the way you are," He said, pulling me out from behind the counter, and into his big arms. I suddenly wanted nothing more than to wrap my arms around his square shoulders, and play some tonsil hockey, but I restrained myself.

"That's very nice of you to say," I said, and tried to escape his arms, to gain a little control, but it was useless. "Um, could you let me go please?" I asked, looking up at him.

He laughed. "Now why would I want to do that?" He asked, leaning to whisper in my ear. "It's much more convenient to hold you here, and not let go."

I scoffed. "Convenient how?" I asked frowning slightly. Weren't we suppose to be going on a date somewhere, or something?

His eyes seemed to sparkle. "I'm sure you can guess," He said, smiling.

I glared, and crushed the heel of my foot into his toes. It didn't really have the impact I'd expected though, because I was suddenly standing on his feet, and he was walking us toward the entrance.

"Oh my gosh, let me go!" I said, pounding one hand on his shoulder. I had a horrible feeling that I was going to fall every time he took a step.

"Relax little kitten, I wont let you get hurt," He whispered in my ear, as he opened the door and headed toward the sleek white limo parked at the curb.

"Little kitten?" I asked, slightly insulted. "Where the hell did that come from?"

Corbett laughed, but didn't answer as the limo driver jumped out and opened the door for us. Corbett lifted me off his feet, and took my hand as I climbed into the limo. After he got in as well, the driver shut the door, and took his place up front.

While Mr. Parks told the driver where to go, I examined the interior of the limo. It was huge, spacious, and well equipped with a fridge, a TV, and even a small table in the center, surrounded by seats. And just like at his house, everything was white.

"Wow," I whispered, looking around for a moment.

Corbett wrapped one arm around my shoulders, and smiled at me. "Nice isn't it?" He said.

I frowned. "And white," My voice held more distaste in it than I had meant for it to have. He only laughed though. I looked over at him, about to say something, but his face was much closer than I'd expected, and my nose brushed his.

"Do you not like white?" He whispered. It almost sounded like a threat, but instead of scaring me, it turned me on.

"What would you do if I said no?" I asked, smiling.

"Well," He said, moving closer, brushing his lips over mine, and leaning in next to my ear. "I'd have to punish you," He whispered, running his nose down the length of my jaw. He pushed me down, so I was lying in the seat, and he was looming over me.

"What kind of punishment are we talkin' about?" I asked, putting my arms around his neck.

He laughed slightly, and leaned to kiss my lips. "This kind," He said, grabbing one of my breasts in his hands, and squeezing it. I gasped, and his hands slid down, under my shirt to gently massage my abdomen. He laughed when I groaned, and kissed me again. When I kissed him back, and tried to pull him closer, I knew he got the hint that I didn't mind if he punished me. His hands slid down further, to cup my knees, and pull them up around his waist. His hands slid back up my shirt, lifting it over my head, as I groaned. He kissed my lips as he tossed my shirt onto the table, and his kisses traveled downwards. I groaned again, louder than before, as his hands ventured down my back and his lips stopped above my pants line.

"Do you like that?" He asked, teasing, and licking my abdomen.

"Yes," I moaned, digging my nails into his back, trying to pull him closer to me, but he wouldn't let me.

"Do you want more?" He asked me, moving up to kiss my throat.

I couldn't reply though, because my headache suddenly came back, like when I was at the restaurant with Corbett. Only now it was worse, a lot worse.

"What the HELL are you DOING?" Quinn screamed in my head. I flinched, then whimpered. When I wouldn't answer, I screamed as a sudden pain racked my mind, like someone had just punched my brain. "Whore! Get his hands off of you! NOW!" My fear of Quinn was much stronger than my lust for Corbett, and I moved my hands from his back to his chest.

"No," I whimpered, as I pushed him back. He moved away without a word… maybe because I'd screamed.

I sat up as Quinn spoke again. "Good human," Quinn hissed. He sounded a little relieved for whatever reason. "If this happens again, girl, I won't have so much mercy," He growled. "I sent you to gather information, not be a slut. Now do your job!" After that, he was gone, along with the horrible headache.

When I opened my eyes, and looked at Corbett, his eyes were wide. "Are you alright? Did I hurt you?" He asked, moving closer, and touching my cheek. The difference between him and Quinn was incredible.

"I'm fine," I whispered, rubbing my still aching temples. "I just, um… had a sudden headache," I whispered. He nodded slowly, then moved to grab my shirt, seeming to know the moment was over. I took my shirt from his hands, pulling it back over my head, and waited silently until we reached our destination.

Weeeeeell what do ya think?? Isn't Quinn just an evil bastard? Completely destroying her tasty moment with Mr. Corbett. *sniff sniff* But I'm a bad person and I'm not gonna let that stuff happen till later =D. Anyway tell me what cha think!!! I love u all... Now send me REVIEWS!!!.... please?

~Soren~