Chapter 10
"Are you sure we're not intruding on your roommate?"
"Nah. He's out."
He laid her on his bed, and climbed on top of her. He kissed her long and deep. Parker kissed him back, but somewhere in the fuzziness of her brain, she tried to focus on getting him to stop kissing her. She couldn't. His kisses were too damn hot and she wanted more.
"Kelly," she moaned throatily.
He paused and stripped off his shirt.
"Oh, my God, you're gorgeous."
He reached for her tee shirt and started to raise it over her head. She knew she should resist, but she couldn't bring herself to do so. He was too sexy, too skilled, and too focused on getting her shirt off. She sat up to make things easier for him. In another two seconds, he had her bra off and had tossed it on the floor. She tried to form words of protest, but the beer she had consumed and his hands were overriding every bit of common sense she could try to muster up.
Somewhere in between kisses, she heard what she thought was a door slam. She looked up at him. "Kelly?"
"It's just my roommate," he soothed, cupping her face with one of his hands.
She moved to sit up. "I can't," she started. "I'm sorry."
"He doesn't know we're here."
"But I know he's here. That's just too weird."
Kelly suppressed a groan. He couldn't believe that Casey would pick that minute to show up. All he needed was another 20 and he would have been riding the train to Thursday night sex. Parker lay beneath him half naked and sexy as hell. He hated to leave everything unfinished. He felt Parker's hands stroking the small of his back. He rolled off of her and started for the shower.
Parker listened to the shower starting, and wondered what to do. She closed her eyes for a few seconds, then slipped off of the bed, looking around for her clothes. She found her bra and tee shirt. She stuffed the bra in her purse and slid the shirt over her head.
Matt glanced up when he heard footsteps on the stairs. This one was definitely gorgeous. Severide had definitely gone for looks again. "Hey," he greeted.
"Hey," she said as she made her way to the front door and hurried through it.
Kelly tucked the towel around his waist and walked back to his bedroom. He was surprised to find it empty. "Parker?" he asked to the empty room.
He looked around to find his bed freshly made and her clothes nowhere to be found. "Shit," he muttered. Parker was long gone. "Damn you, Casey." He reached inside his dresser drawer and brought out a pair of sweats. He slipped them on and went downstairs.
"Sorry to interrupt," Casey said as he noticed Kelly coming down the stairs.
Kelly glanced around. "I guess she left, huh?"
"Yep."
"Dammit," Kelly swore as he walked over to the fridge and pulled out a beer.
"Didn't know you were entertaining."
"Spur of the moment thing."
"Sorry."
Kelly sipped his beer. "No worries." He stared at the label and wondered if he would see Parker again, and if he did, how she would act toward him.