Jarod grabbed his childhood friend. "Parker! You're planning on blowing up "The Centre"? You've got to be kidding!"
"Do you see me laughing? Are you in or not," she hissed, pushing him aside.
"Well, Parker, if anyone doesn't see anything wrong with this picture, there's a village missing their idiot! And you're the idiot! "The Center?" Are you on drugs?"
"Fine," she said. "I'll do it myself!"
"Listen to me. I don't know why I'm agreeing to do this with you. The rocks in your head fits the holes in mine! Let's just sit down, lay down everything, plan our steps carefully. Most of all, you don't want Sydney and Broots in the line of fire." Jarod slapped his forehead with the palm of his hand. "Good God, Parker! What the hell are you doing to me? I would never have imagined me joining you in one of your schemes. It's not like we're going to yell FIRE and everyone will vacate out of that building! And BOOM we'll blast "The Centre" away! Let me think. What do we do first?"
"You're the genius! You make out a plan!" Miss Parker hollered.
"Why don't you put on some clothes, instead of prancing around in that tee-shirt! How the hell am I supposed to think with you dressed half-naked! Blowing up "The Center" is not what's on my mind right now. You're a distraction!"
"Get your mind out of the gutter, Einstein! We're just business associates, like I said. Nothing more, no touching!" She screamed, although, Miss Parker enjoyed the hungry look on his puppy-dogged eyes. "Close your mouth, Jarod, you're drooling!"
"It's not a crime to look, and I like what I'm looking at."
"It's not going to change anything."
"Parker, I love you and you love me. People fall in love with or without their own consent. It's not our choice. Love is impossible to define or explain."
"I didn't realize Sydney just walked in," she said in sarcasm. "Thank you, Dr. Freud! Thank you for your theory on love! It's the most complex of human emotions. You're just blinded. Now, shut up already!"
"You're right, Miss Parker. I'm sorry. What do I know about love? I'm here only for the sex."
"Fuck you, Jarod."
"I sure hope so. Promise?"
"In your dreams, pez head!" She yelled, marching into the bedroom.
"Hey, where are you going? To bed? How about I join you in there? You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Suddenly, you seem to have humoristic skills," she said, as she joined him back into the living room, knotting her bathrobe sash tightly around her. "Now let's get back to work. The sooner we'll get through this, the sooner "The Centre" will no longer be."
"It's several hours until dawn. Why don't we get some rest before a new day begins," Jarod suggested.
"We?"
"I'm staying the night, Parker. With all these ideas in your head, I'm not leaving you alone. You just might do something stupid..."
"I don't need a babysitter! Go home and come back in the morning."
Jarod flopped himself on the sofa, and stretched out. "This is comfortable enough. Pillow, blanket? Or do I have to share yours in bed."
"I have extras in the closet," she huffed.
Walking with her armload of pillow and blanket, Miss Parker threw them at Jarod as he laid with a smirk on his face.
"Get that look out of your face!"
Jarod immediately jumped up off the sofa, and held her close. It surprised him that she allowed the closeness. "Parker, I do want you, and I need you. Tell me you haven't thought of me each night alone in your cold bed all these weeks." Untying her sash, her robe then fell onto the carpet. He caressed her shoulders. "I love you. Some things are meant to be."
She gasped at his touch. "Jarod, don't. Don't," she said in barely a whisper. Feeling her heart flutter, she laid her hand on her chest, as if to stop the now rapid pounding she felt for him.
Running his fingers through her hair, she stood still, and waited as he lowered his face slowly down to hers. He smiled. She returned the smile. Capturing her lips, Jarod kissed her with such tenderness that it immediately melted her "ice queen" persona.
"Jarod," she purred. Miss Parker claimed his mouth, and slid her tongue between his parted lips.
Jarod darted his tongue repeatedly into her mouth. "I want you now, Parker." Hard and passionate were his kisses. "Now."
He carried her, she twined her arms tightly around his neck, as they headed into the bedroom. Laying her gently onto the bed, Jarod stripped her of what little clothing she had on. "Beautiful," he whispered as he stared at the silky nakedness of her body.
Having never said a word, she just watched as her "pretender" undressed himself. Miss Parker panted breathlessly as she caught sight of his readied family jewel. "I want to touch you." Holding her arms out, she motioned Jarod to join her in the warmth of her embrace. "I want you, Jar. Give me everything you've got."
He suckled the sweetness of her breasts. She moaned loudly.
Miss Parker rocked beneath Jarod. "Oh, my god," she gasped as she felt the sensation of his fullness rubbing inside of her. With every shift, she fell into a breathtaking ecstasy, as she took in all of him. Her arms clung on his shoulders for strength, and she wrapped her long legs around his waist. She panted loudly, enjoying every moment, every movement of him in her.
The sounds of her cries aroused Jarod more so. His blood roared untamed through his veins, and his efforts to muffle her screams with his kisses were unsuccessful, having not succeeded in muffling his very own.
"I've waited for you for such a long time," she panted. "I've missed you. Don't ever leave."
"I'm here, I'm not going anywhere. This is where I belong."
Miss Parker lost control as she convulsed into a chain of spasms, dizzying into an explosion of feelings. Immediately after, Jarod felt his rush, as he surrendered into the hottest, and longest release he had ever experienced.
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Jarod stretched and turned, untangling the satin sheets between his legs. He rubbed his eyes, and yawned as a new morning welcomed him. His supposedly sleeping partner was nowhere beside him. "Parker!" He called out. There was no answer. He scurried around her house calling out her name, yet, Miss Parker was nowhere to be found. Grabbing his clothing off of the floor, he headed into the bathroom, and was out in a flash. He knew her very well, and was 100 percent sure of her whereabouts. Jumping into his car, immediately, he headed to her destination.
Jarod watched Miss Parker at a distance for a couple of minutes before approaching her.
"Hey, thought I'd find you here. Want my company? Or do you need to be alone?"
TBC - Chapter 4