Disclaimer: I don't own them. They belong to Steven and Craig. I just get to play with them.

Note: As bad I hate to but I have to I dedicate this story to my EX. Damn men! Oh well....I hope you like the story.
 
 
 

Parker sat outside Jarod's current lair. She couldn't believe it was this easy to find him but then again she always knew she could. She kept a closer eye on him than she had let on. It was so easy this time. She had Broots do the hard work then she sent him home to be with his daughter.

'Easy. Just like taking candy from a baby.' She thought. "I have him now." She watched him enter the house.

She waited a few minutes before making her way toward the house. This time she was going to sneak in just like he had in her house so many times before.

Opening the door, she heard the shower going. "Ah." A small moan left her wet lips as she licked them. She entered his bedroom, looking around she saw the small picture he had framed of his mother. A soft laugh escaped her mouth as she thought about her her mother's picture sitting on her desk back at work.

She heard the water stop and she decided to make her move. She kicked off her high heel shoes and waited for him on the bed.

Jarod opened the bathroom door, holding onto the blue towel around his waist. He looked up as he ran his fingers through his wet hair with the other hand. He saw her leaning on the bed with her legs crossed. His bed. He froze.

"Miss Parker....how did you find me?" He looked scared.

"Jarod." A wicked smile formed on her lips. "It wasn't that hard." She stood up.

"What are you doing here?" He still wasn't sure if he should move.

Parker walked to him. Her eyes scanning over his wet, muscular chest, then down to the blue towel. He had a death grip on it.

"I thought I would pay you a visit." The smile never let her face. She loved seeing him this way. Scared.

"I...."

"Shh." Her fingertips touched his soft lips. "What's wrong don't you *trust* me?" She paced around him like the hunter that caught the prey. "Trust. You remember that word, don't you....Jarod? You tell me that *all* the time." She stopped pacing when she got behind him. She looked at the drops of water dripping from his hair and rolling down his back. She couldn't help herself, she had to touch him. Her left hand went up his back and over his shoulder. She took her index finger and ran it down his arm. She watched him flinch at her touch. She then moved in front of him. She moved her gun from it's holster and showed it to him before ejecting the clip and laying the gun on the night stand next to the bed. Then she turned and laid the clip on the dresser on the opposite side of the room.

"Tell me what you want?" His voice was soft.

"I want you." She laughed.

He seemed surprised at her words. He wasn't sure how she wanted him.

"What's wrong, Jarod....scared of what I might do to you?" Her eyes stayed focus on his.

"Are you alone?" He asked as his head tilted toward the window.

"Yes. Do you think I would be stupid enough to bring a sweeper team?"

"One never can tell."

Parker leaned in toward him and brushed his lips with hers. Jarod still didn't move.

"What's wrong Jarod....scared?" Her breath was warm against his neck.

"No." He answered nervously.

"It sounds like it to me." She pulled away to face him.

"What do you really want, Miss Parker?" He asked again, hoping for a different answer than the one he got earlier.

Parker stared into those baby brown eyes. "I told you....I want you." Her voice was smooth and calm. She didn't really want to tell him she was under a lot of stress and he was her stress relief. She smiled again as she ran her right hand down his chest. She stopped at the edge of his towel.

"What do you say, Jarod?" One eye brow raised slightly. Her hand ran over the front of his towel. He couldn't believe what he was about to do but his hand couldn't take it any long. He dropped the towel and relieved his goods.

He pulled Parker into his arms as he picked up her. He took a few steps toward the bed and sat her down. His body pushed hers down as he kissed her. Their tongues fought for the kiss.

He broke loose from the hold, to kiss her neck. His hand went through her dark hair then down her neck to her shoulder. He pushed her shirt collar back with his face as he kissed her neck again. Parker wrapped her arms around him keeping him close.

His hand then ran over her breast as he continued to kiss her. She pulled his face back and cupped it into her hands as she focused on his eyes. She missed those brown eyes. Jarod glanced down to her chest. Then back to her eyes before taking his hand and unbuttoning her shirt. His fingers touched her small breast as his tongue licked her bare ivory skin.

When he got her bra unfastened, he kissed the valley between her breast. Then moved on to center of one breast as he took her nipple into his mouth. With the other hand he played with her other breast. He met her eyes again as she pulled his lips to hers.

As she ran her tongue along his jaw line and down his neck, he took the nipple between his index finger and thumb and squeezed it. She kissed his neck as he kissed the top of her breast again.

Her body moved up as he tugged her shirt off giving him full access to her bare breast. His hands moved to the back of her body and unzipped her skirt. His lips moved down her abdomen as he removed her skirt, taking her black panties with it.

She spread her legs giving him access to the wetness, that was longing for him. He brushed over her hair and down before taking her in pure pleasure. She could feel his hardness hit her as he teased her some more. She let a moan escape as he entered her, giving into the feeling they both fought for some time.

She meet his every thrust as he teased her with his fingertips running back and forth over her wet clit. She moaned, "Faster," as she wrapped her legs around him. She flipped him over and rode him like a bucking bull. She looked down into his eyes as an evil grin crossed her face. She pulled out of him leaving only his tip inside of her before she pushed her body all the way down into his. He groaned as she pushed harder and harder leaving him breathless.

He took her hips with his hands, trying to hold her steady, but she moved to quickly for him. His hands then pulled her down into his arms. He kissed her again, washing his mouth with the taste of her. She pulled up and balanced herself on the bed with one hand as she took the other one and grabbed him right behind the balls. He let out a scream as he moved faster and faster.

After they both reached the full ecstasy they had been longing for, she fell down onto his body. Jarod pushed her wet hair back from her forehead and gave her one last kiss. She laid her head down onto his chest and played with one of his nipples.

Neither of them spoke. They weren't really sure what to say after experiencing each other. Parker glanced up into his eyes as his stayed focused on her. She raised up from him and moved beside him. She pulled the sheet up over her naked body as she curled up in a fetal position. Jarod curled up beside her, holding her in his arms.

Parker waited until he fell asleep and climbed out of his bed. She gathered her things and left before he woke. She glanced back at him as he slept. "I'm sorry." She whispered as she placed her gun back in its holster. She got in her car and drove off.
 

Parker sat behind her desk and remembered last night. She tried to tell herself that she was only releasing stress but her heart told her different. She had ignored the message that was on her answering machine when she got home. She let the phone ring this morning as she got ready for work. She also tried to ignore the ringing phone on her desk when Broots entered her office.

"Are you going to get that?" Broots asked as he listen to the fifth ring.

"It's the wrong number." She answered looking up at the computer tech.

"How do you know?" He reached for the phone.

Parker grabbed his hand. "Because I do."

Broots jumped back next to the chair. After a couple more rings the phone stopped. Parker stared up at him. "What do you want?" Her voice was cold.

"Oh, I forgot. This came for you. I think it is from Jarod." He handed her the small package.

Parker took the package and opened it. When she opened the lid she saw a note that read...'You forgot these when you left in such a hurry last night.' She pulled the white tissue paper back and saw her black panties. She quickly shut the box and slipped in her brief case before the tech could see what it was.

Was it a clue?" Broots asked as he watch her try to hide the box.

"No!" She spat. Her eyes narrowed, giving him the clue she wanted to be left alone.

"I guess I better go." He hurried out.

******

Parker entered her house and saw the red light flashing on the answering machine. She walked past it as she put her things down. She changed into her bed clothes. As she started back toward the kitchen to fix herself a drink she saw the light again. She chose to ignore it. She came out of the kitchen with a glass in one hand. She downed the hard liquor in the glass. She placed the glass next to the answering machine as she hit the play button. She listened to Jarod's voice. Then she hit the erase button and went to bed.

She tossed and turned before deciding on staring up at the ceiling. She heard a noise and went for her gun but instead she found a hand.

"Jarod." She said. She raised up and turned on the lamp next to the bed. "What do you want?" Her eyes were cold.

"I want to know why you won't answer my calls." He held her gun in his hand.

"Give me my gun!" Her voice was stern.

"I want an answer!" He shouted.

"I can't give you one." She turned her head to void looking into those sad brown eyes.

"Look at me."

She kept her head toward the wall.

"I said, look at me!" He raised his voice.

Her head turned but her eyes didn't make contact. He sat down next to her. "What was I a play toy for the night?"

"No."

"Then what?"

"I don't know."

He grabbed her face, forcing her to look him in the eyes. "Two can play that game." Jarod pulled his jacket off and sat it over the chair by the bed.

"Jarod..."

"What?" His eyes were full of pain. He unloaded her gun and placed the clip on the vanity table.

"Nothing." She watched him take his shirt off and unbutton his jeans. He walked back to the bed. "You have every right to be angry."

"Angry!? Who said I am angry? Hurt maybe but angry?" He ran her gun down her chest. "I thought.."

"Jarod, it would never work."

"I know but you could have at least slept next to me or answered my calls. Why did you leave in such a hurry?"

"I was afraid."

"Oh what?"

"This." She took his face into her hands and kissed him.

Jarod broke loose from her grip. He could see the young girl he knew so long ago. He laid the gun down and turned the lamp off. Parker pulled him down into the bed.

******

Parker rolled over to discover she was alone. She jumped up and grabbed a robe. She knew he was gone, after all, she deserved what she got for doing the same to him. She entered the kitchen to find him sitting at the table. He was fully dressed and sitting there.

"Jarod?"

He raised his head up and looked at her. "I couldn't do it. I wanted to show you how it felt but I couldn't do it."

Parker sat down next to him. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you I was only thinking of myself." She took his hand into hers.

"I know." He stood up. "I have to go."

"Can't you..."

"No. You were right. It will never work." He walked over to the door.

"Jarod." She stopped him.

"Good bye, Miss Parker." He turned the door knob.

"Jarod, wait." She shut the door and got between him and the door.

"Please let me go."

She hugged his neck. "No regrets." She whispered in his ear.

He gave her a kiss. He opened the door and walked out. Parker shut the door behind him and watched him leave. She slid down the door and sobbed. She couldn't believe he just walked out. She never expected it from him but her on the other hand she knew she could do it. She just didn't expect it to hurt that much.

She picked herself up off the floor and went to big bay window in her bedroom. She sat there, hoping he would come back but knowing he was gone.
 
 

The End!

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