‼️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 and I quietly creeped into my house. Making sure not to wake anyone.

Surprising nobody did, even when Parker accidentally knocked over a potted plant to the ground.

"Parker!" I whispered, scolding him as he quietly laughed.

"Sorry." He smiled at me and I rolled my eyes.

We quickly picked up the potted plant as neatly as we could before going back to our original mission.

The bedroom.

I quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him up the stairs.

I dragged Parker into my room.

Before I could even turn around to close the door, Parker pressed my back firmly against it. He used his rock hard body to keep me pinned there. Parker, then, wrapped one of his hands around both of my wrists, securing them above my head before leaning in close and kissing me.

Parker's kisses take the wind out of me, leaving me breathless and in a goopy mess.

A whimper escapes my mouth as Parker's lips leaves mine and appears at my ear before he kisses his way down to my neck. I shut my eyes, relishing in the shocks of pleasure that runs through my body.

The kisses soon turn into small nips as Parker drags his lips from my neck back to my ear, causing me moan quietly.

"Better than his isn't it." Parker whispers in my ear.

I barely heard what he said, my ears are ringing and my body's pulsing with desire.

What's he talking about?

"Who's?" I pant.

"That jackass, Tomas." Parker answered and I gulped.

Parker let out a mirthless laugh. "Yeah, though I forgot about that, didn't you?"

"Parker, I-" I began to explain but was cut off.

"Emily Rose, you are indeed something special and if I noticed, it didn't surprise me that he did too." Parker stared at my lips before lightly tracing them out with his fingers. "What I didn't expect was for him to kiss you. But if I had you alone, I would too. I would almost envy him if I didn't feel need to kick his ass."

My confusion tripled.

"Parker, what are you talking about?" I asked breathlessly and his view left my lips and went to my eyes before he shook his head.

"I can't tell you Emmie, I wish I could but everything is just-," Parker sighs.

My eyebrows furrow and I ask the one question that is on my mind.

"Parker? Are you o-" I'd only gotten mid-way through my sentence before Parker's lips went on mine, again.

The fire is set again, and soon our conversation is erased from our minds.

Parker lets go of my wrists and his hands slip down my body to my hips. I wrap my hands around his neck, pulling him closer.

Parker's hand moves to the zipper of my dress before grabbing it and unzipping my dress, causing it to pool down on the floor.

Parker moves my body towards the bed before laying me down. He climbed on top of me and looking me up and down. Awe stains his face as he gives me a slow, sexy smirk before mouthing in my ear. "God,  you're so fucking beautiful."

He began to kiss down my neck, causing me to shiver. Parker smiles against my skin when he hears me gasp. He makes his way back up and whispers in my ear, again.

"Promise to be mine." His hot, breath hit my ear causing me to tremble.

The words come out of my mouth before I could think.

"Yes, I promise."

I, maybe, shouldn't have said that so willingly but
tonight isn't about thinking.

Tonight's about feeling and that's a lesson that Parker taught me about after I promised to be his.

*****

I heard shuffling.

I started to stir.

What's that sound? I ask myself in my head as I began to stir some more.

My eyes slowly flutter open.

Is this my room?

My naked body pressed against the blanket. My hair, that was previously held in a low bun, was let loose. It fell into large waves around my head.

I rubbed the tiredness out of my eyes before immediately looking over at the clock next to my bed.

5:12 am.

Okay, not too early, not too late.

Just when I thought that, all the memories from late night hit me like a train and my cheeks instantly turned red.

I lost my virginity to Parker, my best friend.

A smile appeared on my face but disappeared as quickly as it came when I felt around the other side of my bed to nothing but coldness.

Parker?

I finally sat up in my bed when I heard shuffling again.

There was a figure sitting at the edge of my bed, its arms reached up and they pulled something over their head.

"Parker?" I asked, grabbing the blanket, pulling it closer to my body.

The figure froze, so I called out again.

"Parker?" I could hear the sleepiness in my voice but I chose to ignore it.

I reached over towards my desk and turned on the small pink lamp that was on top of it.

Once the small light from the lamp came on, I could finally see the figure.

"Parker, what's going on? Why do you have your clothes on?" I ask as I'm about to get out of bed but Parker stops me by pulling me back.

"Lay down, Polar Bear." He muttered as slides up to the headboard and leans against it. He then pulls my body next to him, so we can cuddle.

I shake my head, "I don't understand, Parker. What's going on. Why are you dressed? Are you leaving?" I asked frantically as Parker quietly shushed me and began to run his hands through my hair.

"Shhh, Polar Bear, everything's going to be okay." He soothes me, whispering in my ear.

"But Park-"

"Sshh, Emmie Rose, sshhh."

Before I know it, I began to yawn and tiredness starts to overtake me. "Parker... but... wh-where are you... going?" I being to drift off, my voice getting quieter as my eyes began to close on me.

Just as I'm about to fall asleep, I hear Parker whisper one last thing into my ear.

"I'm sorry, Emily."

And that was the last time I had seen Parker.

That morning, he disappeared.

Leaving me alone and heartbroken; broken into millions of pieces.

After I had picked up all of the mess, I had promised myself that I would live with my life and move on from the love that is Parker Bowmen.

But unfortunately some things don't stay in the past.

They come back to bite you.

Some aim for pain, but Parker... 

He aims for pleasure.

*****

Hey guys!

So it happened!!

The bomb to start all explosions.

Parker Bowmen is a man with many secrets.

Do you think Emily Rose made the good choice of promising herself to him? Or was it a horrible one?

I can't show how Emily Rose reacted to Parker leaving... yet.

The next chapter will take place five years later, where everything will continue from there.

Anyways, I hope you liked Chapter 3 of The Love That Is Parker Bowmen.

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