Chapter 10

Parker was smirking as she snacked on some cereal. She could see that Eliot was trying to look everywhere but at her, she was really getting to him. She had been strutting around the house with nothing on for the past two days, and she knew that his patience was wearing thin, especially when she nearly went to answer the door, with nothing on. He blew a gasket and made her go to her bedroom and at least put on a robe and pretend she was about to get in the shower or something, then he had answered the door. Parker knew he was trying everything he could to keep his witts about him, but she wanted him to lose them.

She took another bite of cereal and watched as he walked wearily into the kitchen and avoided looking in her direction, again. She smirked to herself and could tell he was affected by her, she could see he wasn't sleeping well either, that was his problem not hers. She started to think back again to another time she and Eliot had encountered each other, a time that she was sure he probably didn't remember at all.

Flashback

Parker was watching the security team closely, trying to get their routine down and find the weak points. This was the part about stealing that she hated. She wished she could just go in without doing all the legwork of watching the big nasty security people who were pretending they were big bad cops that shouldn't be messed with. She rolled her eyes and then they went wide, she saw him as he entered wearing a security uniform. This was getting more interesting. Then she frowned, if he was grabbing the same piece she was, then they were going to have a huge problem because she wasn't enjoying his interference in her jobs lately.

She watched as he talked lightly with the other security guards and she felt like she was going to start drooling soon. His uniform barely fit him, which made her think he had stolen it from someone else, probably whoever was hired and the other guards hadn't met yet. She watched as he studied the case that held her target and her eyes narrowed severely. They were going to fight. No way was she going to lose this one, no way was he getting in her way again.

Narrowing her eyes even more she slipped into the ladies room and changed into a very revealing outfit, and she did her hair the best she knew how, considering she wasn't very girly and makeup was a foreign concept to her, basically. She did the best she could and she shrugged, hoping it would be enough to distract him.

Parker waited until it was nighttime and then she made her move. She left the ladies room and pretended to be confused about why everything was so dark and why there wasn't really anyone around. She knew that her blonde hair would make it easy for her to pretend to be an airhead. She walked down the stairs and headed to her target, then she smirked as she saw Eliot also heading that way. Parker had the fake one, ready to replace the real one. She pretended to trip over her heels, well she wasn't really pretending since heels were not something she could walk in, and fell into the security around the target. The alarms sounded and she made sure she had knocked the thing over. She made the switch quickly blocking all camera's. Then she pretended she had hurt herself a bit, Eliot helped her.

"Are you all right ma'am?" He asked her, using a southern accent.

"I am not sure. I think someone must have slipped me something or something like that. Where am I? Why is this place empty? Why is all this stuff here?" Parker asked with a fake innocent look.

"This is a museum." Another security guard said. A quick glance confirmed to Parker that it was the head of security and he was practically drooling over the cleavage Parker was showing, in fact all of the male guards standing there were drooling and only one of them picked up the knocked over pedestal and replaced the antique gun on top of it. The gun was said to be one used way back in one of the earliest wars, and it was said to be worth a lot of money.

"Oh dear, I hope I didn't break anything." Parker said her hand that was adorned with some diamond rings, done to make them think she was a rich young woman who was single and worth so much money that they would be afraid of losing their jobs if they messed with her, flying to her chest. The move also made sure their attention went back to her cleavage.

"It's all right ma'am. I think that there was something on the floor you tripped over." The head of security said, making up an excuse for her.

"Thank you all for being so nice." Parker said softly, well aware that Eliot was still holding onto her.

"I think I should take her to first aid and check her out before I walk her outside." Eliot said, knowing the attention would be on the target he had wanted to steal now.

"Good idea, Walter." The head of security said nodding his head.

Parker wanted to laugh, Walter? She couldn't believe he was going along with that alias name, she didn't think he looked like a Walter and how someone else was buying he was a Walter was something she didn't understand. She kept her mind clear, a hard thing to do since Eliot was carrying her. Parker, however, clutched her bag close to her, not wanting him to look in there or touch it. She knew the real gun was in there, and she didn't want to chance him knowing who she was and that she had taken it. She was glad she had remembered to create an alias and grab that ID before coming to the museum that night. As he set her on the first aid table she nervously watched as he checked out her legs. She could see the lust in his eyes and she wanted so badly to make him snap and act on it. What was wrong with her? Why was she acting this way with a rival?

"Does anything hurt?" Eliot asked her, his voice suddenly very hoarse.

"Nothing you can see." Parker said with a flirtacious tone.

Eliot groaned and Parker's eyes went wide. Suddenly he gripped her head, his fingers tangling in her hair and he kissed her hard. She kissed him back, grateful he had locked the door to this room when he had entered it with her. Parker knew they were going to be doing something, or at least they would have since his hands had gone to the closure of her dress and she was anticipating him undressing her, when there was a knock at the door and the jangle of keys showed that his 'boss' was probably out there and he was about to open the door. Parker and Eliot broke apart and she wiped the lipstick off his lips.

"I think I really am fine, I should be going." Parker said, jumping down from the table with a pretend wince. She had to make it look really good.

End Flashback

Parker smirked as she remembered that night so well. She still had that gun stashed away. She had made sure that she had the real thing, she knew how to check those things out without letting anyone else see she had the weapon. She had heard on the news later on that they had released a statement that they had a fake antique at their museum, something that confused them since when it had been brought in it had been real. Many people had just figured the person that had checked it out had been wrong and there was never any report of a theft. There had been pleas from the museum owners that whoever had the real one, that they could donate it to their museum for the already built exhibit. Parker had just smirked, knowing the truth.

Parker looked over and realized she knew what Eliot would respond to, she was going to wear something very sexy and she was going to make him crack. He wasn't looking at her because she was nude but if she wore sexy clothes then he would have no choice but to look. Oh this was going to be so good, she was going to break Eliot no matter what.

Depandi was pacing back and forth, he had to find Parker and he had to find her fast. He knew she was the one who knew all the information he needed and all the information that could ruin him. She had been the one that had crossed him and she needed to pay. He sat down and rubbed his temples. Then as a new plan hit him he came up with an idea, maybe he should just go after her little friends. Maybe it was time to find the others that had most likely been behind her rescue. She would trade herself for one of them, he knew she would. He knew Parker better than anyone, and he knew that he was going to have her, and she would pay very soon.