‼️Warning‼️

A scene in the chapter might include a mature theme.

I tried to keep it as PG-13 as I could.

Just a caution.

Now back to the story...

Emily Rose

Parker never brought up what happened at my parents' house during spring break to anyone- not even me. And for that I'm thankful.

Getting caught by your best friend making out in your parents' driveway is not what you want to worry about twenty-four seven. And plus, it makes it more comfortable for me to text Tomas and not feel guilty for it.

The past is in the past as many would like to say and I think Parker agrees too.

Speaking of Parker...

"Hey Park, you good?" I shouted as I stuck my head outside the bathroom door.

Last week, Parker and I graduated from college.

After graduation, when our parents had brought us home, they asked us what were we going to do with our degrees. I don't know what Parker told his but I told my parents that I had an internship for a wedding planning shop downtown.

I think I want to go into wedding planning.

Parker hasn't told me what he's decided to do.

Now that I think of it, Parker has been quiet ever since we got home from college.

"Park? Parker! Parker Bowmen?!"

I groan and storm my way out of the bathroom and into Parker's bedroom.

Parker laid on his neatly made bed, texting away on his phone.

His eyebrows were furrowed as his fingers typed ferociously against his phone.

"Hello?! Can you hear me?!" I said impatiently, putting by hands on my hips.

"I heard you, Polar Bear. I just decided not to answer." He replied, typing a couple words on his phone before turning it off and placing it on the bed. He looked up at me and grimaced, "is that what you're wearing?"

I looked down at myself. I wore a simple shirt and a pair of jeans. I shrugged, "what's wrong? It's just a graduation party, I don't see the big deal."

Parker tisked and got up from his bed, he stood in front of me, towering over my small 5'5 height with his 6'1.

Parker lightly grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me around, then he pushed me out of the door and into Cameron's room, which was down the hall.

Cameron was at her desk, writing something when Parker and I busted into her room.

"Park, what did I say about fucking knocking." Cameron growled at him but continued to write.

"This is an emergency,"

Cameron groaned and turned around. She looked at me and grimaced. "Shit, what the fuck is on her body."

Parker nodded. "I know right, I said the same thing."

"Dear God, did she pick up at a landfill or something."

"Yeah, I need you to fix her. We're going to a party and she is not going out looking like that."

"Guys, I'm standing right here!" I shouted over their insulting voices.

"Oh hun, we're not trying to be mean," Cameron said slipping out of her chair and over to me. "But your outfit is atrocious."

I sigh. These guys have no filter.

Cameron looked up at Parker, "I'll deal with her."

He nodded, "thanks Cam."

That's when Parker walked out of the room and shut the door behind him, leaving me in the hands of his sister.

*****

I couldn't breathe.

I was wearing a red asymmetric, bodycon, above the knee dress that stuck on me like a second skin. To go with the dress, Cameron put me in black platform heels.

Pain was everywhere.

Is this what it feels like to be beautiful?

Oh my God, my head hurts. I guess Cameron pulled my hair too tightly when she put it into this low bun

Before I left Cameron's room, she put a pound of makeup on my face. I'm certain by tomorrow, I'm gonna break out.

I walked my way towards Parker's room trying my hardest not to fall on my ass.

My feet began to burn and felt crumbled in these heels as I made it closer to his opened door.

Once I made it to his door, I leaned against the door frame.

Hell, I didn't think walking in heels would be this hard. How am I supposed to make it to the party if my feet are dying like this?!

Instantly when I made it to his door, my eyes found Parker.

He was on the phone, talking rapidly. His voice was hushed as if he didn't want people to hear him. He quickly shook his head before aggressively running his hand through his hair.

"No... I-I know that was part of our deal but... I know. Fuck. Trust me, I know..." Parker mutter hurriedly into the phone.

I waited a couple seconds before calling out his name.

"Parker?"

Parker's head turned to me before muttering a curse and hanging up on the phone.

Parker turned his body around towards me, putting his phone in his pocket.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Parker, what were you talking about on the phone?"

Parker waves off my question with his hand. "Nothing, nothing at all." Parker gave me a once-over before awe transformed his face.

His dark brown eyes had turned into a light-ish brown color, almost hazel.

Parker begins to take steps towards me.

Oh no.

I hug myself and look downwards at the carpet, "I know, I look really awkward don't I?" I tuck a loose lock of hair behind my ear, "You don't have to say anything. I told Cameron I would but she didn't listen. I could go change..."

Right when I was going to turn to leave, Parker grabbed onto my wrist and pulled me to him.

"P-Parker?" I stammered, still looking down, daring not to look into those beautiful eyes of his.

Parker gave me a slow and sexy smile before slipping his hand under my chin and making me look into his eyes.

To all things holy...

"You're beautiful, Emily Rose. Absolutely beautiful."

I could feel a blush coming onto my cheeks.

"Thanks Parker."

*****

The graduation party was exactly like the party I went to when Parker left me to go have sex.

Well... except one thing: Parker never left my side.

I thought that after a couple of minutes, he'll soon get dragged away by some girls but that wasn't the case. Even when girls tried to flirt with Parker, he would totally cut them off. Telling them that he didn't have time for them and was with someone more important.

Of course, I've gotten some jealous glare from some girls but I couldn't have felt more on top of the world. Parker was finally giving me the attention I deserved from him.

I felt amazing.

Don't worry, it's not because of the drinks. So far I haven't had any, Parker wouldn't allow me. He said that I should live in the moment because I'm myself and not because of alcohol.

I agreed because I don't have the energy to argue with him.

"Wanna dance?" Parker whispers into my ear and I turn towards him, nodding.

Parker smiles before grabbing my hand and dragging me towards the dance floor.

Once we get to the middle of the dance floor, we start to dance. It's awkward at first, but as the time starts to go by, we get more comfortable with each other.

By the time the next song comes on, we've already lost ourselves in the music. My hips sway side to side as I dance, sweat is building up on top of my head. It's burning hot, but I don't want to stop dancing.

Parker hands cups my hips and shivers cascade down my spine in a waterfall, causing me to quietly gasp.

We were staring each other in the eyes, as I slow wrap my arms around his neck, still moving my hips to the music.

He bites lips.

Intoxicated on adrenaline, I move closer to Parker and he moves closer to me. The tension is so thick, you can almost drown in it. As the music continues, we take small steps closer to each other until our chest touch, I could hear the quick beating of his heart.

That's when I start to notice, Parker's eyes aren't on my eyes anymore, they're on my lips.

Parker's eyes quickly dart to my eyes and back to my lips before he begins to lean in. I place my hand on his cheek to encourage him.

In record  time, Parker's lips are on mine.

Parker slips his hand onto the back of my neck, pulling me closer.

His muscles tense as I move my hand from his cheek and onto his shirt, gripping it, feeling the warm material under my fingers.

One of his hands brands into the place above my knee as he begins to mess with the bottom of my dress, slowly pulling up.

I gasp as his warm hand meets my cold skin, lighting me in many ways than one.

His rough fingers stroke the skin of my lower thigh causing my grip on his shirt to tighten as I hold back a moan.

Parker's tongue trances the seam of my mouth, warning me before it makes its entrance.

The taste of mint and chocolate hits my mouth, they mixed together in one large wave, taking me down and drowning me at once.

A growl is released from his lips as his muscles ripples, veins popping out as thick as cords.

Just as Parker's rough fingers swipe the ends of my panties, he pulls away from our kiss in order to lean his head against mine.

We stay still for a couple seconds before the song changes and Parker gives me a sexy smirk.

Parker leans in towards my ear and whispers.

"Your house or mine?"

*****

Hey guys!

It's about it to happen!

Emily Rose is finally get her wish... or is she?

The picture at the top is the how Emily Rose looks like at the graduation party.

Anyways, I hope you liked Chapter 2 of The Love That Is Parker Bowmen.

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